Maybe This Time

Chapter 33

Y/N's POV

I've been staying here for a week now, the next day I can go home. I need to stay a little more to observe if my body won't refuse the new set of lungs.

For a week that im here, Scarlett won't leave my side, she insists to clean my wounds because according to her she doesn't like Vicky doing it, I let her. I don't wanna die.

"You won't hurt me I promise," I told Scarlett who's setting a new gauze. She already did this but she's still scared that she's going to hurt me.

"What if I am?" She said. I took her hand and placed it on my chest.

"Even if you hurt me this heart still beats for you" I muttered. "You already clean my stitches and you didn't hurt me. You can do it again. I'll guide you" I cooed.

She nod. I sit up and take off my hospital gown. She looks away, I chuckled at her reaction. "How you can put that right if you don't look at me?"

"How can I look at you? You're half-naked" She whines. A giggle left my lips, "you saw me all naked, darling. Come on, look at me" I gently grab her jaw and look at her eyes.

"Just keep your eyes on my face and nothing more" I tease to lighten up the mood, she rolled her eyes and scoff. "As if im looking somewhere else," she mumbled and look away, a smirk plastered on my face, "yeah? Then why you can't even look at me in the eyes? If you don't plan something in that pretty little head of yours" I told her enjoying the effects of my naked top on her.

She huff and glare at me, which makes me smile even more. "Can I just put this to you?" She fussed. I open my arms and challenge her, I lick my lower lips and bit it, looking at her seductively, teasing her. I'm not going to lie, this moment is turning me on. Her flustered face that she didn't know what to do but to focus on the ceiling, her arms and hands that trembling.

I grab her hands and put the gauze in them, guiding her on how she can put this. "I already thought you how to do it by yourself" I announced. She looks at me with a hint of worry in her eyes, "I'll guide you" I said.

I tap my legs so she can straddle to my lap. I'm watching her very gentle movement. I raise my arms so she can wrap the gauze around my chest. Her focused face and how she bit her lips are turning me on. When she finished wrapping it she tied it up. Her tongue poking on her lips drove me crazy.

"See I told you, you won't hurt me," I told her. Our eyes gaze at each other until my eyes look at her plump lips, my gaze goes up. I'm losing my composure. I want to feel her lips next to mine, that soft plump lips that are so addicting. I take all the courage that I have left, "Can I kiss you?" I asked her, she didn't answer instead she crashed her lips to mine.

Her face was so close to mine that I can smell her rosy scent that engrave to my nostrils giving me a flashback of the good memories we had. My tongue enters her, I can taste the mocha flavored coffee she drank a while ago. The kiss is full of passion and devotion, no lust. Just her and me, nothing more. My heart pound against my chest as her hands travel to the back of my neck to deepen the kiss. I melt to this loving kiss. I can only focus on how her lips brushed to mine and moved synchronously, giving the same intensity as our body burns in the fire of desire.

I keep my one eye open, sneaking a guilty peek of her every time she comeback for air just to make sure this is not a product of my million imagination about her.

This time around I draped my both hands at Scarlett's small frame and met her lips against halfway.

Scarlett's body tingle the feel of my frame leaning on hers as my arms wrapped around her felt nearly forbidden. I pulled her in, claiming her mouth again, hungry and intense, until her upper body gave in. By the time Scarlett became aware of my fingers, they had already slipped under her shirt, her skin smooth and radiating heat.