Chapter's song: Sugar by Maroon V (I hear it at least five times a day.)
҉ A ƤriƝɕҽsslɣ CoƝƝҽCƬioƝ ҉
ChaPtEr NINETEEN _________________________
Sweetness…
Light rays crossed through the curtains making me squint my eyes. Moving my arms, I shifted on bed trying to stretch myself when a strong hand gripped me by the waist. Instantly, a wide smile played on my lips. Jason had been staying in my room for the last five days.
Definitely not complaining.
We had sort of made this routine, in which he slept in my room but took showers in his. We’d tried to shower together but we ended up doing everything but showering. And since there had been actual guests in the hotel, we couldn’t be late. So, he after waking up, he always left to his room to shower while I got ready in mine. He would wait for me leaned on the wall next to his room’s door and we would walk hand in hand to get breakfast.
His smell was intoxicating and I was getting too used to having his arms around me at night. I had totally given up on thinking what would happen to me when we go back to London. There was no point to keep thinking about that. However, I did have dark thoughts at least once a day.
The Mexican couple that was staying had left yesterday, so we had finally got free time for the movie. I couldn’t call it a date. But my stomach did somersaults whenever I thought about it. Because it did feel like one. Even if it wasn’t supposed to be. Bloody hell.
“Hey,” Jason’s hand was tracing circles on the back of my hand. “Had a good night sleep?” His grey eyes sparkled mischievously as he raised an eyebrow suggestively.
Blushing, I chuckled. “I think I’ve had better nights, thank you very much.”
Jason’s eyes narrowed. He was totally amused. “Really?” His hand travelled to my waist in a soft sensual way that made my stomach clench and my heart race faster. “I’m confident that you enjoyed yourself. Quite a bit, actually, if your screams were any indicator…”
“I did not-“His hand had travelled to my back. In one movement, he flipped me. I yelped. He ended up hovering over me.
Slowly, the mischievous smirk dissolved as he looked at me. My breathing hitched as his grey eyes bored into me. My eyes roamed all over his chiseled features. I swallowed hard.
He wasn’t perfect. But he was perfect for me.
I love you…
I bit my lip trying stop myself from blurting out the words.
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