Enchantress

Chapter - 46

Sean Peterson's POV:

Rubbing my face with my palm, I opened my eyes as the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. My eyes fell on Stacy who is now hugging my torso and sleeping. I smiled, remembering the events of last night. She hugged me tightly and fell asleep in my arms. Gently, I shifted her from me and made her lay on the bed comfortably. But she snaked her hands around my torso and I didn't have the heart to pull myself from her and leave her alone. That's how I ended up sitting beside her with my head resting on the headboard and sleep engulfed me.

I delicately brushed her hair strands behind her ear because it was masking her beautiful face. She stirred in her sleep and I licked my dry lips on seeing her parted pink lips. I can't believe that we kissed last night. When I was myself running away from the feelings I have for her, why did I confessed it to her? I possessively claimed her as mine when those drunk morons tried to touch her. Not even in my dreams I thought she would believe in me when I said "I am incomplete without her!". But she did. She believed me and even promised me that she belongs only to me. I don't know why she said that but it felt right when she kissed me back. I literally got lost in the moment when she circled her legs around my waist and pulled me closer.

"Is she craving for me too just the way I'm dying to have her?".

I thought to myself and gently brushed my knuckles on her cheeks. She smiled in the sleep and opened her eyes. I pulled my hands to myself and stiffed my posture because now the devil is awake. The sweet girl that I kissed last night is gone and now, all I have is a devil that's glaring at me!

She stood up with a frown and grabbed her head. I chuckled and shook my head.

"Hangover, uh?". I teased her.

She turned her head at me and glared. "You were touching my cheeks?".

She raised her beautiful eyebrows and asked me seriously. I slammed my head at her dump question because I almost touched her bare skin when my fingers brushed the strap of her bra and now she is worried about me touching her cheeks?

"You shouldn't have hugged me to sleep if you don't want me to touch you. Your fault, Miss. Nicole!". I shrugged my shoulders and stood up from the bed.

I clearly knew that she don't remember anything from last night and am happy for that. But a part of me badly want her to recall everything because I literally stole her first kiss. The way she kissed me back, I understood that it's her first kiss. I don't want her to forget me or the blissful moments we shared, even though she is drunk!

"Whatever, drive me to Adams penthouse!". She stood up too and asked me.

No, literally ordered me!

"Miss. Nicole, it's Sean Peterson you are talking to and you had the audacity to order me around?".

I raised my brows and crossed my arms on my chest. She walked towards me and placed her hands on her waist, glaring at me as if I would be scared of her.

"Mr. Peterson, it's Stacy Nicole who is talking to you and yes, I has the audacity to order you around".

She tried to match my hard look and I bit my lips. Without my permission, my lips curved into a small smile because of this small girl, who is standing infront of me, with her hands in her tiny waist and anger in her eyes. Smiling to myself, I pinched her cheeks.

"Stop being cute as soon as you woke up because you already gave me a painful night!".

I spoke and she blinked her eyes. "Painful nights? Did I hurt you?".

She asked me innocently and I laughed.

"No, Stacy! You gave me the best night possible!".

I said honestly and looked into her eyes. Nodding her head, she took my hand in hers.