Tealsville Seas

satin pillowcases

Naomi Jones

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I narrowed my eyes at the figure standing on the other side of the room.

He sighed heavily and looked down at the floor, moving his tongue piercing from side to side between his soft looking lips.

He stayed quiet for a while which gave me some time to stare at him a bit more.

His dark hair was a little past his shoulders now, a few inches longer than it was when we first met. He had half of it pulled back into a bun whilst the other half was down and tucked behind his heavily pierced ears.

From what I could see, he didn't have any hanging jewelry in his ears this time, just diamond studs. The room stayed silent as I trailed my eyes down his frame, I never paid much attention to his height before but now that I have time to stare, I noticed that the dude is easily 6'3..maybe taller. I looked at his chest and stomach, in awe of the six pack that was trying to make an appearance through the fabric of his black short sleeved fitted T-shirt.

Treading dangerous territory, my eyes started to go lower. That's when I noticed that he had on a pair of loose grey sweatpants, the drawstrings in them were tied together but it didn't stop the top of them from hanging just a little in the front, showcasing a mouthwatering v-line.

I tried my hardest to ignore how fine he looked even in the simplest attire.

After all, the bastard literally kidnapped me.

I should be scared and panicked out of my mind.

"That's a loaded question. If I answered it, we'd be here for hours doll." He chuckled.

I didn't laugh.

He noticed and quickly stopped smiling, cheeks growing pink.

Almost the same shade as they were about five weeks ago when I called him pretty in that park.

The same shade that made me want to ride him in the backseat of my car.

Stop.

"I'm sorry. I just.." he ran one of his hands down his face, holding the heavy looking tray with one hand. "Can you just eat something first? I promise I'll explain everything." He stepped closer to the bed and I crawled back, huddling up to the headboard behind me.

He stopped mid step and his shoulders sagged at the sight of me cowering away from him. His eyes seemed..dejected almost.

For whatever reason, that look alone pulled at my heart strings.

I ignored the feeling.

"How do I know it's not drugged or something." I glared at the tray in his hands.

He looked almost offended that I'd even suggested that, as if he didn't break into my house and steal me away in the late hours of the night.

"There's no poison in your food Naomi." He tilted his head to the side, his mood shifted and his tone of voice was clipped and dripping with annoyance as he looked me dead in my eyes.

Damn.

Hearing my name roll off of his tongue felt so right, so..sensual.

Despite the circumstances of course.

Just listening to him say my name, even if he's a bit pissed right now, made my private area wake up from whatever slumber she was in.

I must be out of my damn mind.

A man kidnapped me and now I'm what? Thinking about fucking him?

He's not the only one in the room that has some kind of issue mentally. When I get out of here, I'll have to go get evaluated or something because I'm clearly off my rocker.

Almost as if he could read me like a book, his mood changed again. I saw a quick tilt of his lips and a playful glint in his eyes.

"You okay over there Naomi?" He said my name again, this time it sounded teasing..almost like he knew just what I was thinking beforehand.

"Sit the tray down and walk out Valen." I removed myself from my curled up position and instead crossed my arms, his playful mood putting me at ease for reasons unknown to me. "If that's even your real name." I added.

Who knows what lies he could have spewed to me in that short time that we've known each other.

His mood did another one eighty and he was back to looking guilty.

"That's my real name." He said lowly, bending over and putting the tray on the hardwood floor. "I'll be back in about an hour. Over there is the closet." He pointed at the double doors. "There's clothes in there for you, but my stuff is in there too. You can help yourself to either." He pointed to the other door. "And the bathroom is in there. You can take a shower if you want to."

The room was quiet as I gazed at my annoyingly sexy kidnapper. "Thanks." I said, my eyes somehow finding there way right back down to his abs that were playing peekaboo with his shirt.

"I uh.." he stumbled over his words, a pink blush covering his face as stuffed his hands in his pockets, which made his muscles flex and me inwardly moan in annoyance at the predicament I was in.

If things were different, I surely would have fucked his brains out by now.

He cleared his throat, which —thankfully— distracted me from my thoughts. Valen turned around and walked to the door leading out of the room. "I got satin pillow cases to protect your hair since your bonnet is overseas." He muttered, not waiting to see my reaction to his words before hurriedly exiting the room.

Once he was gone, I sat in silence for, what felt like,  a few minutes pondering over the new information.

Satin pillowcases?

I looked at the pillows that surrounded me and noticed that he was indeed telling the truth. Each pillow was covered with brown satin pillow cases, just like he said.

A small grin tried making its way to my face because of his thoughtfulness.

Overseas?

The grin dropped as soon as it came.

Just then, my stomach started to grumble loudly and I placed my hand on top of it.

I needed to think of a plan to get out of here.

But first, I need to put some food in my system.

Damn dumbass better be glad that I'm in love with chocolate muffins.

(A/n)
Let me ask you guys something.

How old do you think I am? If you had to guess.

Also, that's three updates in such a short period of time lol I'm on a roll. (Ik this chapter was short but damn let me have this lmao)

Thoughts on Valen?

Naomi?

Anywho, I love you lots, thanks for reading!

-Priv