The Past - Erich Blunt

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a d e l e's  p o v

It was Christmas morning.

The night before was insane.

After mine and Erich's experience in the restrooms, we were able to escape the party and be alone. If it wasn't the middle of winter and Christmas Eve, I'm sure it would have been very romantic. In reality, it was stupidly cold.

We got a cab back to Erich's, watched some cheesy Christmas film and went up to bed.

It's crazy how our relationship can go from being extremely sexual to soft and romantic. I enjoyed that we were comfortable enough to be like that together.

Erich was still asleep.

He was resting his head on his arm and his hair was messed up. Even when he was asleep, he still looked very handsome.

I moved closer to his side of the bed and cuddled into him, his skin was warm to touch.

My fingers began tracing small shapes and patterns across Erich's skin. This caused him to stir.

Erich had always been particularly ticklish, this was something he tried to hide and not many people knew how ticklish he truly was.

Of course I did.

His body began to twitch and I couldn't help but giggle.

This had woken him and once he saw me, there was a smile on his face. It was  then interrupted by a yawn.

"Merry Christmas my Delly."

He pulled me closer and placed a sleepy kiss on my lips. His voice was raspy too, it was extremely sexy to say the least.

"Do you think Santa's been?"

I was smiling at Erich and he reciprocated the smile.

"Based on what happened last night in that cubicle there is no way you're on the nice list. I think I prefer the idea of you on the naughty list anyway."

I raised an eyebrow at his remark before sitting up and getting out of bed. I slept in an oversized t-shirt and a pair of shorts and once I left the bed I very quickly realised my error.

Despite living in San Francisco, the winters were bitterly cold. At least to me they were.

I took off my shorts and put on a pair of underwear and joggers.

Obviously Erich was in his element watching me get changed.

I also put on a hoodie over my t-shirt, I felt very cosy now. Erich was still laying in bed.

He sat up when he saw me walk over towards him, I was sat on his side of the bed.

"Get up lazy."

"Me lazy? A lazy person wouldn't be the owner of a multi billion company would they?"

He smirked.

That stupid fucking smirk.

Of course I audibly laughed at him.

"Oh please, we both know that you only show up at work."