Dreaming

Chapter 17

Tris's POV

I roll over, expecting to feel warm skin. Instead, I'm met with cold sheets. I lift my head up, looking left and right. I search for any signs of Tobias, but I don't find any.

I let my head fall, face first, into his pillow. Groaning, I slowly begin pushing myself up.

Yawning, I walk into the bathroom to freshen up. First, I put my hair up in a high pony tail to get it out of the way. Then I splash cold water on my face, trying to look more alive, and brush my teeth. I glance at my reflection one last time and head back to the bedroom.

My toes curl up when I step off the soft carpet and onto the cold wooden floor. I tip-toe the rest of my way back into the bed room and rummage through one of my drawers, looking for a pair of sock. Instead, I find a pair of Tobias's thick winter socks and slip them on.

Finally satisfied, I change into leggings and one of Tobias's hoodies. His sweater reaches down to my mid-thigh and I have to roll up the sleeves so I can actually see my hands.

I smile when I smell his scent covering me. I sniff the hoodie a few more time before walking into the kitchen and begin making myself a cup of coffee.

"Is that mine?" A pair of arms wrap around me from behind, pulling me close. I giggle when he nuzzles his nose where my shoulder meets my neck. I feel him inhale against my skin, making me squirm and giggle even more. "It is." He kisses my neck and then turns me around so I'm facing him.

"I think it looks better on me," I peck his lips, my smile never faltering. He leans in closer, kissing me again.

He hums against my lips and pulls back. "Maybe."

"Tobias!" I screech when my feet leave the ground. He runs, with me in his arm, to the bedroom. Dropping me on the bed, he hovers over me. His minty breath fanning across my face and his arms visibly flexing right next to me; they make me go crazy. I can't stop smiling like a silly girl head over heels for the guy in front of her.

His eyes have never left mine since he carried me here. They bore into me. I feel vulnerable like this, but not in a bad way. I trust him with everything I have, everything I gave. And he knows that.

He smiles back at me. "But, you know what I think?"

I stretch my arms above me and tangle them in his hair. "What?"

He lowers his head closer to my ear and whispers, "I think it looks way better on the floor," he plants a soft kiss on my jaw line, then my cheek. He stops to stare at me. I stare back with a huge smile plastered on my face.

I'm pretty sure my face reddened because of the extremely hot chuckle Tobias just let out. I feel like my heart is about to explode if he doesn't just kiss me already.

"C'mere!" I pull myself up and connect our lips. He slowly lowers me back down onto the bed, careful not to break the kiss. His lips move against mine and it gives me all sorts of feeling, feelings I never know how to explain in coherent words.

His teeth lightly tug my lower lip as he pulls back.

He's flustering me on purpose, I just know it. I even remember when he told me that I look cute when I'm flustered. But that's fine, two can play at that game.