Kingdom Come Undone

Covered In You - Part 1

My love for her exceed my love for anyone else, including myself. I think a few weeks ago that idea would've scared me. That somewhere in the world existed someone outside of myself that meant more to me than the body that had nurtured and protected me thus far. That somehow this body of skin and bones kept me safe long enough to find the one thing worth being a part of. That all of the love built up in my veins wouldn't even begin to capture the way I planned to love her. That maybe I existed simply to love Alison. But it wasn't scary at all. If all I was meant to do in this life was to love and be loved by her, I was the luckiest woman in the world. I never thought I would be the kind of person who ever won the lottery, who had enough luck built up over time that a few perfect coincidences would line up and my life would be made. But over the week after Carter and Jacob left back for Philadelphia, I woke up each morning and was amazed. Because every morning that week, I woke up and won the lottery all over again.

A smile covered my face as my eyes opened to find her still asleep. I tucked my hands underneath my chin, knowing that if my alarm hadn't gone off yet that I still had a few precious uninterrupted minutes next to her. Her lips were barely open, light air escaping between their pouty nature. A wild strand of blonde hair fell in front of her eyes though through its parting, I could silently watch her eyes flutter as though in the middle of a dream. A good dream. Her face was relaxed. Her hands weren't clenched. She was happy. It was a reminder that not all in her life was bad if she still found some peace in her sleep.

"You're so fucking gorgeous." I whispered as quietly as I could but said it as though I wanted the world to know. The words clambering for their escape from my repeating thoughts.

Her previous 5 days had been filled with calls from insurance, the hospital, Carter, her parents, Carter's parents, her brother, Aria, Hanna, and other friends and family that I didn't have the pleasure of knowing yet. Her life became a series of phone calls overnight. Repeating the trauma. Replicating the events and the decisions and reasoning over and over again. But it had now been mostly settled. Well, until January 8th. Jacob's official date of surgery. Maybe it's why Alison had been sleeping soundly again. All the hard decisions had been made. We now just had to wait.

She reached for me inadvertently in her sleep to see if I was still there. I caught her hand as it reached for my waist, pulling it softly up to my cheek to cup my face as I turned to kiss her palm delicately. My bottom lip traced up her pinky before kissing down the length of her hand once more. It caused her to smile tenderly as she murmured.

Wrapping her hand between mine, I placed our hand hold back underneath my chin giving her plenty of time to rise on her own. But it only took her a few moments to pull against her hand latched between mine pulling her closer toward me before opening her eyes, "Morning, baby."

"Hi." I smiled back, leaning forward to kiss her forehead. "Could you feel me staring?"

She shook her head back and forth, "No. I just didn't feel your arms or legs wrapped around me."

I laughed, kissing away her pout as I replied, "Oh, I'm so sorry about that." Quickly wrapping my legs between hers to remedy the situation.

"All better." She tilted her head up from lying against my chest to kiss my neck softly, "It's date night."

"You're absolutely right about that." I shirked as I spoke, her lingering lips tickling the arch of my neck. "Will I have time to take a shower if I get home around 4 or 5? We're working with samples today, and I'd rather not smell formaldehyde in my nostrils all night."

She propped herself up on her elbow, brushing just underneath my eyes as she stared at me deeply, "Dinner's not until 8, so you'll have plenty of time." Her eyes sheepishly looked away, "I do have a secret though?"