The Fear Of Faith [2]

2. Cal

I found myself captivated by the sight that met my eyes as they flickered open against the stream of light breaking in through the curtain. I caught sight of her moving swiftly around the room, tiptoeing as not to wake me. She was dressed for the day, stood in front of the mirror pulling her hair up into her hands and studying her reflection. The skin of her neck was revealed and I felt the ache in me to move to her and bury my face there but I remained in my trance as I watched her decide against it and let her hair fall back down.

She let out a low moan of a sigh to herself and turned slowly as her eyes lifted up and met mine, causing the beautiful smile I always craved to see to grow on her face. It always met her eyes, making them crease up and glisten as they always did when she looked at me; I always likened those eyes to the reflection of the moon across still water at night.

'Morning,' she said through her smile.

'Come here.' I couldn't help but demand.

She let her eyes blink slowly as she pursed her lips to hide her smirk and paced the floor to sit on the edge of the bed by me. I couldn't help but touch her in an instant, grazing my knuckles across her cheek and moving her hair behind her ear.

'I have to go,' she said, as her eyes closed, taking in my touch.

I nodded and sat up in the bed, leaning over to her as I cupped her face in my hands and brought it to mine. Kissing her was like the first time every time; it always took me back to my cabin when I grabbed her and kissed her out of anger. The action had shocked me for some time after; it had been out of character for me but I had been drawn to her from the moment I'd laid eyes on her.

I made the most of feeling her plump lips on mine and kissed her deeply, pulling her face to mine for as long as I could. It was always hard to let her go once I started.

She pulled away and I quickly moved my arms to her waist and squeezed her tightly as I finally got to bury my head into her neck and breathe in her scent. Her hands slid up my back and rested upon the back of my neck as she allowed me to have my last few minutes of her. I kissed her warm skin and trailed them right up to behind her ear; a place I knew would always set her off.

'I love you,' I whispered.

'Ugh, now it's harder for me to leave,' she complained as she tilted her head to expose her neck to me.

'I feel your pain,' I said as I grinned against her skin, ignoring the arousal in my boxers. 'But I won't make you late.'

I forced myself to pull away and laid back in the bed, taking her hand and squeezing it in mine.

'You shouldn't tease me,' she pouted. 'Now how will I concentrate on the rest of the day?'

'Sorry, baby,' I chuckled, feeling the urge to pull her to me when she pouted her lips that way. How could someone be adorable and sexy at the same time?

'I'll see you tonight,' she sighed as she got to her feet and headed for the door. 'I love you.'

'I love you more,' I called back as she disappeared from the room. I waited several more minutes until the sound of the door opening and shutting signalled her exit and I ignored the instant feeling of missing her that I usually felt every time she left.

Getting up out of bed, I quickly made it up and headed for the bathroom, turning on the shower and pulling off my boxers as I stepped inside.

I hated it when she left. It just pained me to not be able to have her close to me every second of the day, knowing she's happy and safe with me. I would never let her know I craved her this much; I would never suffocate her that way. She was the most intelligent and charismatic person I had ever met and I only wanted amazing things for her. She had achieved the dream she'd had for years and I would do nothing but push her forward until she made it all the way, even if it meant spending most of the weekdays without her.