Hush Baby Im here

Chapter 33

I slowly blinked, and as he pulled away I reached his for his neck, pulling him back towards me. Connecting my lips to his I pushed them together forcefully.

He hesitated for a moment, I felt him retract slightly but I held on tighter my back rising off the mattress as I hung from his neck.

Until he kissed me back.

The whole world disappeared in a swirl of unimportant colors around us. I could feel my heart beat in my head, my stomach exploded with nervousness and built up tension. I opened my mouth slightly as he brought me back down. Our tongues explored each others mouth's almost gracefully. He pulled back, leaving my disappointed and amazed.

"You don't know what your doing. You tired, Beth I'm sorry I shouldn't have I just needed-"

"I fully know what I'm doing. I'm not traumatized." I snapped, quite angry that he thought our first kiss was a mistake.

"Beth I'm 31." I nodded fully aware of the 12 year age gap between us.

"So?" It didn't bother me, honestly the world was ending and now age matters.
Screw that.

"The others." He drifted off, leaving the sentence unfinished. I narrowed my eyes, even if he couldn't see them.

"You care to much about what they think." I nearly spat the sentence at him. Pulling away and trying to get out of the bed.

"No Beth," he caught a hold of my wrist and pulled me back down.

"Hey, stop." He placed one arm on the side of my waist so he was practically laying on top of me.

I was so mad but all I could think was,
Kiss me again. Kiss me again.

My breathing was heavy as I tried to level my gaze and look him directly in the eyes. His own scanned my face taking in all the details, "I had to, at least once before I left." My stomach dropped, "leave?" I choked.

"Aaron found me a job, he asked if I wanted to be the new recruiter." he said the words shamefully.

I nodded, numb, already knowing he said yes. I wanted to cry now, and be angry, but yet I was scared he'd leave and never come back like Zack did. All I wanted was to hold him close and cuddle and kiss.

I dragged out a long breath as Daryl waited for me to speak.

I lifted my head to lightly peck his cheek, then his lips once more.

"At least twice." I whispered in his ear. He grinned again and fell back down on the bed beside me.

After a while he enclosed me in his arms, holding me to his chest. When I was sure he was asleep, I let the tears slip out and glide down my cheek, watching them fall onto a man I could loose any day now.

...

I was thankful when I woke up before everybody else. Throwing on some jeans and a large warm hoodie, I started at breakfast.

I beat eggs, mixed pancakes, and fried some sausage (there was no bacon) until a pleasant aroma filled the house.

Carl entered the kitchen, lazily looking at me before plopping down on a chair and helping himself to food.

"What do you think of this place so far?" I asked him, not having much the chance to speak with him lately.

"Food's good." He mumbled with a mouth full of eggs. I whacked him with an oven mit, and he pretended to be hurt.