Page 54 of Imperfection is Beauty

Once we had watched two movies, and I had some of the liquid medicine, I sighed and laid my head down on the pillow.

As my eyes started to close from the medicine already working, and without conscious thought, I asked, “Will you stay?”

“Are you sure?” he asked.

I nodded, my eyes closing, softly, I whispered, “Yeah. I really don’t want to be alone tonight.”

And when he didn’t reply, I fought my eyes and opened them, titled my head so I could see him.

The look he gave me pierced my heart, and then he looked at the dark television, he seemed to be waging a war inside of his head.

Then, he nodded, looked at me, and muttered, “Okay.”

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Something else occurred in the middle of the night.

Something I didn’t know and wished I had been awake for.

I woke up, realizing I wasn’t asleep on the couch.

No, I was lying on my bed.

And the vision before me, my god.

The warmth he put out, I snuggled deeper into my bed.

Lying next to him on my side, I stared at his sleeping form.

My god, he was freaking breathtaking.

I wanted eyelashes like his. Thick and curly. Long. Black. Magnificent.

And that was when a thought popped into my head, a little girl, one that looked just like her daddy, with my eyes, and his hair color, his eyelashes, his… stop!

Don’t go there.

He’s your friend.

Lie!

They were all lies.

My god, but I wanted him.

And just as I began to have another thought, his phone started ringing in his pocket.

Sleepily, I watched as he opened his eyes, blinked them, looked at me, and saw that my eyes were open, then sleepily, he whispered something that had my heart beating so fast I feared for it, “Good Morning Gorgeous.”

And then… taking his lead, I whispered, “Morning Handsome.”

I watched as he closed his eyes, sighed, and then opened them, and by that time, his phone had stopped ringing.

Only for it to start again.

He growled then cursed, “Fucking hell.”

He moved his hand from behind his head, dug in his jeans pocket, and pulled his cell out, checking the caller, he sighed, then brought the phone to his ear, “Yo.”

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