The perfect "Thief" || HEROPHINE

23. Painkillers and chocolate

ℋero's pov

If this is sleeping with her, I want her to move in with me as soon we land in London.
I slept like a baby and her warmly pressed to my body felt so nice at the awakening.

I let my nose go trough her hair and smell the berries scent.
She mumbles something and then she rolls herself up and she's facing me with her eyes still closed.
Her messy hair but she looks so gorgeous.

Her skin has much colour than last night and just of the pale face that she had last night my stomach twirls.

Our first awakening together cuddled to each other in the same bed. Damn this feels surreal.

"Good morning." she says smiling and blinking twice.
"Good morning gorgeous." I tell her staring at her eyes that are gazing at me under her long lushes.

She's smiling and talking. It's a good sign.
Just the thought of that man touching her drives me insane.

"How did you sleep?" she asks looking at me. I should be the one ask her that question but since I was the one avoiding this whole relationship thing... It's fair.
I have to force myself to keep my hands to myself and don't touch her. She still didn't told me her decision yet.
"Like a baby." I tell her making her giggle.
Her deep and still sleepy giggle, can cause me death.
"You?" I ask and her eyes turn darker.
"Better than I thought." she confess and I immediately get what she's meaning.
"Happy to hear that." I tell her while she keeps resting her head on my arm.

I look at the clock and it's better if we get ready for the second day at CT New York.
"Do you want to order room service?" I ask her and she stands up looking at the clock.
"Oh thanks but Timotheé will be waiting from me downstairs." she tells me getting off the bed.
I look at her lazy walk while she's trying her hair in a low bun and disappear in the bathroom.
She hets out with her skincare bag and she stops looking at me.

Is she deciding how to leave me after sleeping together? Because I'm curious to see what this night together did her to her mind.
Do we are closer now in her head?

"Hero." she says walking back to bed.
I can't stop staring how beautiful her morning face is without any make up.
"Um?" I ask mumbling ready to hear what she abs to say.

She leans down and kisses my neck cutting my breathe and instantly giving me a morning boner.
She just pressed those lips that have been one of my most recurrent fantasy in my mind since I didn't get to taste and explore them since a long time, on my neck without giving me any warning? She's playing dirty here.

"Thank you for last night." she whispers with her hands pressed on the mattress still leaning so close to my face.
Is she testing my self-control? 
Because if she doesn't leans back straight in like 5 seconds I'll not respond of my actions.

I see her cheek turning red.
Maybe I'm not the only one that has fantasies here. I'm pretty sure she thought of something rated NC-17.

"I just did what I have to." I tell her shaking my shoulders.
"No, you didn't have to." she says and I look up right into her eyes.
I have to let it out.

"Josephine we are not dating but inside of me I consider you my girl." I tell her and I see her eyes go wide.
Surprise flashes her face.
"So taking that in consideration, I had too." I tell her.
She seems shocked by my confession.

I know I was the one anti-relationship but during these days spent away from her I questioned myself a lot of questions and I understood.
I understood that the idea of her being with another fella kills me inside.
I understood that when I'm away more than 24h away from her I miss her.
I understood that the thought of her, her lips, her tenderness, her body, her touch, her voice are can't be replaced.
I understood that at the end of the day I have the urge to know how she's doing I'd she have eaten and how her day was.
I realised that my mom would literally fall in love with this girl and that I'm ready to introduce her to my family. I'm ready to show her my spaces.
And this morning I realised that now I'll be not be able to sleep and have sweet dreams without having my nostrils smelling the scent of berries from her hair.