I woke up about 3 hours later. I looked at the time. It was 11:30 pm, but I wasn't in the living room anymore. I was in my bed.
"How'd I get In here?" I asked myself quietly.
"I carried you up here. You looked kinda uncomfortable on the sofa." I heard Cameron's voice. I looked up and he was standing in the door way with no shirt and sweatpants: what he usually wears to bed.
"Oh...thank you cam" I said softly. Then I turned to face the wall on the left side of the bed, still upset for the way he treated me. I felt weight added to the bed. I knew that Cameron was laying on the side of me.
I didn't say a word. I felt Cameron's large, warm and gentle hands trace my side. That was one of my weaknesses. I grabbed his hand and took it off of me. He chuckled then started to kiss on my neck.
I lightly pushed him and said "could you not?"
He gently touched my face and turned my head to face him.
"Baby..." He spoke quietly.
There it goes. My sanity. The exact reason why I wanted to face the wall. The way he looks at me with those amazing brown eyes of his....
I looked down trying to avoid eye contact with him because I knew I'd give in too quickly. He lifted my chin with his index finger. After looking at me for a few minutes, he smiled. The bad part about that is, his smile is so contagious. I tried to hold back my smile but I couldn't.
He laughed and said "there's the smile I love to see." I covered my face with a pillow then he moved it lightly, "no baby don't do that. Don't hide that beautiful smile from me."
I tried to stay mad at him but I couldn't. I pouted at him bc once again, he won. I just couldn't let him know that yet. He chuckled then poked my bottom lip.
"Don't pout like that babe. I know I messed up. I know I could be kind of a douche sometimes..."
"Kinda?" I said jokingly.
He laughed, "okay okay, completely like a douche sometimes, but I just get jealous. Shawn just seems to have everything that every girl wants. He has an amazing voice, he's a good looking guy, and he's kind almost all the time. I just figured you wanted him like every girl does."
I laced my fingers with his and looked into his eyes. "Well this girl right here only wants you." I said.
He placed his soft velvet lips to my neck and kissed lightly and continuously sending shivers down my spine. I ran my fingers through his hair as he kissed around. He kissed a certain part of my neck that caused a small sound to escape my lips.
I felt him smile on my skin. He spoke "do you forgive me, beautiful?"
I crossed my arms and pouted again playfully then said "maybe..." He grabbed my waist then brought me into his warm bare body. He made sure my face was close to his.
He whispered, "lets turn that maybe...into a yes...alright baby?" He bit his lip while staring at mine, then looked back into my eyes.
That look he gave me drove me absolutely insane. I got butterflies. After a year of being with him, this boy still gives me butterflies.
He leaned in slowly and gave me such a passionate kiss. Also known as the "forgive me" kiss. He slid his tongue across my bottom lip asking for entrance.
I didn't wanna let him off that easy ;-)....
