Her and the Basketball Champion

chapter 57

I hear the shower running, and then Jonas is walking back towards me. I know I need to shower, so I don't object when he picks me up bridal style and walks me into the bathroom with him. 

"How are you feeling?" He's smiling down at me, his face so full and radiant, and I smile back up at him, admiring how he looks in this light.

"I feel good. Thank you, you made everything so special." I kiss his chest as he opens the glass door to the shower and slowly places me down under the water.

"Don't thank me baby, it's what you deserve." He leaves a lingering kiss on my forehead, and I step back further into the warm water, letting it soothe my body.

My legs are hurting slightly, but I can walk and stand on my own which is good. There's a slight shakiness to them though, and Jonas notices.

He slides an arm around my waist and pushes me up against him. The water is spilling over both of us now, and I rest my head on his chest, wrapping my arms around his back.

Every part of his body feels so comfortable, and every little groove and shape fits he palm of my hand, my fingers, my lips, so well.

My eyes catch onto the tattoo on his right lower hip, and I run my fingers over the word.

"Jonas, why did you get this tattoo?" My curiosity from five years get's the better of me. 

I look up at him, and he laughs slightly, likely remembering.

"Well, I guess you could say I was obsessed with you from the start? You were the only one I ever called that, and you always looked like a princess even if you didn't notice it. Plus I was pissed off when I got it and wasn't really thinking straight." My face is one of shock as he speaks, and I'm aware of the heat rushing through my blood, my veins buzzing.

He got a tattoo for me. 

This man-

"Why were you pissed off?" He frowns slightly, and I reach my hands up to cup his face, running my thumb over his sharp cheekbones. He leans into my touch as he speaks.

"It was that night you saw me with that girl. L- something, I don't remember her name. I was.. I was, um, jealous. Of that Lance guy who was flirting with you, and again, I didn't think. I regretted it as soon as I did it." His voice is quiet, and the look on his face tells me that he's sincere in what he's saying.

I nod my head and kiss stand on my tip toes to kiss the base of his neck. "Her name was Leslie. Kinda broke my heart you know." I say, laughing slightly at the memory. His eyebrows furrow, and he hugs me closer to his body, burying his face in my neck.

"I'm so sorry baby. I never meant it, I promise." He's so distressed about it, and I hate that I made him feel like this . "Don't apologise, okay? It was five years ago, and I'm over it. Plus you're my husband now and she won't be able to come anywhere near you, you got it?" I try to calm him my running my fingers through my hair, and he only sighs, squeezing me tighter against him.

"I love you." His voice is muffled by my neck, but I still manage to hear him clearly. 

"I love you too." 

His hands are all over my body, running up my back, across my waist and hips, and landing on my ass. He squeezes once and moves his head so his lips are hovering over mine.

He leans forward, and it's like a whole zoo is getting let loose in my body as he kisses me.

It's so gentle and careful, and every part of it makes me sink deeper.

 I love him so much, I never want to let go.

Jonas

If I could imagine heaven, it would be the feel of Eliza's lips on mine.