The Heart Never Forgets

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

" Miss Sarocha "

" Please stay.. Please don't leave ".

Becky couldn't believe what she just heard, she was sure that it was just because Freen was drunk so she didn't react. Becky tried to free her hand again from Freen's grasp but the older woman was not giving up, for a drunk person she had a lot of strength.

" Miss Sarocha.... You are drunk ".

Something unexpected happened the every next moment, Freen pulled Becky towards herself which made the younger woman fall on top of her. Becky shrieked, her hands were now on Freen's shoulders and Freen's were holding her waist. " Please let me go ". Becky whispered, didn't have any more confidence to act, she was blushing as the older woman's hold on her waist tighten, she pulled her into a hug.

" Just let me stay like this for a while ". Freen whispered in Becky's ear as she snuggled into her neck, inhaling her scent once again. " Your scent is addictive ". Freen mumbled, she placed a soft kiss on Becky's neck. " Miss Sarocha, you are not sober ". Becky tried getting up from the couch but Freen didn't allow her, she whined and hugged even more tightly.

" Just stay like this for ten minutes ". The older woman mumbled and closed her eyes, savouring the feeling of the moment, Freen liked the warmth provided by Becky' s body. " Promise you will let me go after ten minutes ". Becky said but Freen just replied with a nod and just whispered a cute 'okay'. Becky relaxed in her arms after getting the confirmation she needed, she allowed the older woman to hold her like she wanted so that she can leave after this.

After a few minutes, Becky heard snores coming from the woman who was peacefully asleep underneath her body. Becky started panicking as she was no longer able to leave, Freen's hold was not loosening a bit and she was afraid that if she tried to take her arms off her, she would wake her up. She decided to let it go and waited for the moment when Freen would herself stop hugging her body in her sleep but that moment never came.

" I am Sorry "

" Miss Sarocha ? "

" I am sorry "

" Are you awake, Miss Sarocha ? "

Becky sighed when she realised that Freen was talking in her sleep, she was not aware of the fact that Freen talks in her sleep. The fact that Freen was unconsciously and constantly apologizing to her made her feel a little flustered. She wasn't sure herself about that, she didn't want to forgive her just yet, feared that she will break her heart and trust again.

" Mhm....I like your smell ". Freen mumbled again, Becky shaked her head and grinned, Freen had already said this a few times, Becky was now proud of her perfume choice. " Miss Sarocha, can I leave now ? ". Becky tried this a last time, hoping it would work so that she can go home and rest. She didn't want to stay here and sleep on top on Freen, the position made her feel embarrassed.

" I am sorry, Becky ".

" I am sorry ".

" Please...".

" I like you ".

Becky was stunned to hear the last sentence that had left the mouth of the older woman who was constantly mumbling things in her sleep. This idea never crossed her mind, she never thought that her cold hearted ex-patient would have feelings for her.

But why ?

She is drunk, don't think too much...

But she likes me ??

Becky had a hard time processing this newfound information and couldn't even sleep after so many tries. Eventually, the comfort of Freen's body reached her and she felt herself dosing off, holding the woman like she held her.