"Even under the night you're still my night sky." -The Author
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Awareness is one of the most useful skills to know when you are under constant watch at all times by enemies, family, and the public, and even while you sleep. For example, being aware there's a person in your room watching you while you sleep is not a way to wake up. More importantly, someone you met a night ago.
I could feel the heat from his eye on the side of my face while my eyes were closed, the awareness, see how that works after all? I could feel the coldness from the knife that was in my hand under my pillow too. Then, away thinking it over I got up and threw it at him. Only to hit the side of my back door on his left next to his head.
"You missed," He teased in an amused tone while we locked eyes, his eyebrow raised.
"I didn't, you fucking weirdo, do you just walk in anywhere you want?" My hand was in the air from the knife no longer being in my hand.
"Most of the time yes, problem?" he smiled once again teasing me and crossing his arms over his crest. His facing was bothering me, this time and only this time did I look at him. Black plain shirt, black cargo and military boots, and black mate gloves on his hands while his tattoos made a clear appearance to my eyes.
Hot.
"No wonder you Italians get all the bad reputation." I started laying back on my bed.
"So do you annoying ass Americans with your weapons and you can stop checking me out, princess." He took a step closer to the front of my bed and set a knee down on it.
"I wasn't." I rolled my eyes at him pulling my gray blanket up to my shoulder to hide me from the cold.
For a second something flashed in his eyes and then it was gone but to my shock, he turned his head from side to side.
"Lier."
"Stop self-reflecting it's not good for you, and plus if I were looking I would have told you."
Lies, I would have bit my lip.
"Mhmm, get up" He smiled. "We're going to a club," he said playing with the fabric on the side of my nightgown while he was now setting on my left next to my nightstand and window.
"It's too early, "I threw my pillow at him this time making contact with his face.
"No, no it's not it's five in the afternoon," He rematch, shit, I had been out all night tracking the bitch who tried to take our shipment from London last night and didn't come back till nine this morning.
" I was out doing something and I'm tired so In the most offensive way possible get the fuck off my bed," I tell him turning to face my bathroom door after pushing him.
"You didn't realize you just give me the perfect view of your ass in that nightgown." He said with an amused face and a smirk, I turn around to look at him only to be met with his chest.
