A Lover To Him

Chapter Ten, He had me followed?

I groan deeply as I open my eyes, disoriented of where I am at the moment. I'm lying in a warm embrace in a strange bed that isn't my own nor Dylan's. The dark blue covers are spread messily along my waist, hugging me. I look around to see a dark green bra with lace details hanging on the lamp on the desk. My panties are lying on the desk, along with a pair of dark blue boxers.

I frown out of confusion, the realization of the arm wrapped around my waist not kicking in just yet. I realize I'm not lying in this bed alone when I try to get up to look around, searching for clues to where I am. I turn around in someone's arm, only to realize Caine's sleeping beside me.

The view is adorable and breathtaking. Caine's face is relaxed, something I haven't seen quite a lot. He's always tense and a little stressed, and the only time he's completely relaxed is when he's asleep. It's a sight that's so adorable and breathtaking to see, and I've never found Caine so adorable as when he's asleep.

His hair is messy, and a few strands are hanging in front of his eyes. His arms are strongly wrapped around my waist, clinging onto my body to prevent me from leaving. Soft breaths escape from his lips and brush against my forehead, making it tickle a little.

I remember what we did last night when I see that I'm completely naked, and my cheeks heat up almost immediately. It seems surreal, but I know for sure that the night turned out just as I remembered.

I slowly try to get out of his grip because I think it's time for me to go. I don't want to face Caine when he wakes up. I don't want to face all the problems and complications. I wish my rational mind didn't jump out of the window yesterday and made sure I wouldn't make the wrong decision, but I did.

I had sex with Caine fucking Williams last night. Four fucking times.

Secretly, I loved every piece of it, but it brought so many complications and problems that it makes me wish I walked out of the room when Caine asked me if it was what I wanted. My mind is a complete mess, and I can't think straight. I need some time to think about all of this.

I slowly get out of bed, looking over my shoulder to see if Caine's still asleep, and he is. His eyes are closed, and he looks peaceful. I quickly grab my panties and put them on before I grab my bra. I grab the same shirt I borrowed yesterday and put on the same joggers and hoodie with the idea I'll return them.

"You're not doing what I think you're doing, right my love?" His voice sounds husky and sleepy, but I can hear the amusement clearly. I close my eyes for a minute before I turn around and face him. He's still lying in bed, a smirk evident on his lips, and his eyes shine with amusement.

"What do you think I'm doing?" I answer his question with another question, making him frown as he sits up in bed. The sheets fall from his chest, showing his perfect sculpted stomach. It's an attractive view from where I'm standing, but I try to ignore it.

"You seem to be sneaking around my room to make sure I don't wake up." He says, making me sigh deeply. His look makes me nervous and uncomfortable, and I hate it. I feel the wall between us again, the wall of all the things unsaid.

"I'm leaving," I state, turning around again to search for my personal belongings. I wonder where I left my phone and my hospital clothes. I can hear Caine getting up from the bed, but I don't dare to look at him.

"That's clearly visible when you're getting dressed without waking me up." He says, wrapping his arms around me from behind. It makes me close my eyes for a couple of seconds to enjoy his warm embrace and the intimacy between us.

"I had a lovely night, mon amour," He whispers in my ear, making shivers run down my spine. His breath makes the hairs on my back stand up, and his hands wrapped around my waist make electricity run through my whole body.