Assurance

Seven | Failed attempt at receiving pity

SEVEN

B A I L E Y

- 8:47 am -

I wake up to light snoring coming from the end of the bed. When I open my eyes and lift my head slightly to see Lewis laying on his stomach, sleeping. His face is toward me and his cheeks are a little smooshed. It looks adorable. I look down at his body and see he has a large back tattoo that covers his back and left arm. It looks really cool, and a little intimidating. It's hard to tell what the ink is, everything is mixed together. Maybe I could get a tattoo. That'd be cool. But my father would kill me.

I watch his back rise and fall with his breaths, and all the waves muscles. Moving up, his shoulders are so broad, and seem perfectly round. Then to his jaw, which is sharp and defined, with a light stubble of a beard. His lips are slightly parted, puffed out a little. He has nice eyelashes. Then when I look at his hair I nearly laugh. It's a big curly mop. Goodness, but he is so handsome.

But his eyes begin to flutter and I lay back onto my side clinning to the blankets. "I know you're awake." His raspy voice says.

"I don't know what you are talking about, I am sound asleep." I laugh lightly.

"I am not stupid. Bailey." I look over to him, still laying down. His green eyes pierce mine with an intense stare. But my cheeks get red and dart away. He laughs and reaches over to scratch his back. He stands up and stretches his arms up. I take the short time to look at his abdomen which is free of ink. "Like what you see?" He taunts.

I look up to his eyes with full confidence. "You wish." I tease.

"I do." He says, I think it's a joke. We just laugh. Then he leaves the room. I don't feel like getting up yet, so I turn the TV on and snuggle back into the blankets, but fall asleep.

- 9:20 am -

I wake back up to the bathroom down opening and when I open my eyes he walks in with just a towel on his hips. His hair is a wet mess on his crown. Lewis's skin is glowing, with the light layer of water on top. And now matter how I try, I can't look away. But he goes into the closet, closing the door. A few minutes later he comes back out and he is wearing a black button up, and dress pants. I just look at him.

"Earth to Bailey?" He calls snapping me out of my stare.

"W-what?" I say.

"I said: I have a lot of meetings today. So I'll be in my office most of today." He says.

I get disappointed. "So you're leaving?" I ask.

"No, my office downstairs." I let out a large sigh, too loud.

"Relieved?" He laughs.

"Shut up." I stand up to stretch.

"So don't bug me all day. Just do your own thing." He orders.

"I don't have a thing." I snort. "You'll miss me." I tease. But he grabs my arm and pulls me to him and our lips clash. His hands hold my back close to him and my hands go to his shoulders. But then the ring of his phone and he lets go and goes into the hall to answer it.

I let out a huff of frustration and strom past him in the hallway. But he grabs my wrist pulling me to him. "Yup, got it." Then hangs up the phone and looks down at me. I stretch onto my toes and reach for his lips, but I just get a peck. "I'll see you later." He says with his infamous wicked smirk. And just walks away.

"Such a tease." I mumble with a grin.

- 8:56 pm -

I step out of the shower with my towel clinging to my body. I put on some nice smelling lotion and dress into the pajamas I picked out that consist of spandex shorts, and a tank top.