Patience P.O.V enjoy😘My eyes fluttered open, exposing me to the warm morning light that poured in from the windows. The fresh morning air was crisp and silent with only the low hum of the ac. I immediately noticed something different about this morning. I couldn't tell if it was the fact I wasn't in my own room or that somebody else joined me in sleep , but then it hit me. For once, I didn't feel tired.
Normally, I would wake up still drowsy and irked with anger from my mind, keeping me up at night. Every few nights, I would successfully fall asleep on my own, but most nights, I could only nod off for a few minutes before my mind was back up and active. I looked at the clock on the wall staring back at me that read 9:00 and was shocked. This was actually the earliest I have ever woken up and especially on an off day. It left me wondering why? I felt the bed shift moving me with it before I was pulled back by my waist by two arms wrapped securely around it. His smell engulfed my senses, and his ruffled hair brushed the back of my neck as he nuzzled into me before he went still with a sigh of satisfaction.
I could hear my heart pounding in my ears, and my heart danced weirdly as his warmth enveloped me. I don't know why my body was acting so strange maybe it was the fact I hadn't been held by a man in some years that didn't involve sex and somewhere in the back of my mind I enjoyed it while The other half of me resented it.
I hated the feeling this brought me.. I hated the longing... I hated the thought of any man having any type of power over me. I quickly snapped back to reality, and my emotionless mask slipped back in place. I called out to Logan lightly so as not to scare him awake, but after a few attempts, my voice fell on deaf ears. Finally, I managed to shake Logan a little and called his name louder, making his eyes flutter open.
"Good morning," his voice came out deep and raspy, sending shivers down my spine before I repeated his greeting. " I going to get breakfast started." he replied with a simple okay before he fell silent, obviously not getting my hint. "Logan?" I replied, looking at him from over my shoulder as he looked at me, confusion playing in his blue eyes. "Your arms" that immediately made him let go as he apologized.
I giggled lightly as I moved from the bed to put my feet in my slides. "It's alright. I know you're a cuddler it fits you." I smirked at him from over my shoulder, making his cheeks flush.
"Sorry you smelled so good. I just couldn't help but cuddle with you," Logan replied with a sigh as he stretched before flashing me a loop sided smirk.
"Mhm, I guess that's why your friend couldn't help but cuddle me all night either." I pointed at his hard on that formed a tent in his pants. His eyes immediately shot down before he rushed to cover it up. I laughed aloud as I walked out the door and made a beeline towards my room. I shut the door behind me before running the shower and stripping off my clothes. As I was scrolling through my messages, a message from an unknown number popped up asking if we could talk and possibly grab lunch. Curious, I asked the name of the sender, and instantly, they texted back, but once I saw marcel pop up, I immediately blocked the number with no hesitation.
I threw the phone on my bed before stepping into the shower. The steam of the hot water clouded the room in a mist and burned against my skin as it pounded down my hair, dropping it from its neat shortcut. I hugged myself as my mind took travel in my thoughts thinking of the way Logan held me and the feeling that it brought me before I hugged myself a little tighter as past memories and new clouded my mind. All while that hole that was deep inside of me only seemed to feel bigger.
~Flash back~
I walked around frantic, my eyes quickly darting left to right in the crowded room. My heart held a glimpse of hope, hope to find the face I was looking for in this crowded room. I was stopped every five minutes to greet somebody, but I quickly rushed off before we began to indulge in deep conversation.
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