PARADISE

♡ | PARADISE | ♡ 9: SLEEPYHEAD

'Like stars burning holes right through the dark 

Flicking fire like saltwater in my eyes 

You were one inch from the edge of this bed 

I drag you back a sleepyhead, sleepyhead.'

I still couldn't believe I was currently sleeping next to a David Gandy, a male model for heavens sakes.

We had made.......fucked several times the night before.

David was such a marvelous lover.

I wish he liked me.

I turned to my side and took this chance to analyze all of his flawless features.  

David looked so peaceful in his sleep.

I can't let him see me when he wakes up.

I cautiously slipped out of bed, grabbed my things and dashed out the door.

I felt bad for not saying a quick goodbye, but I had a feeling it would be incredibly awkward.

I walked down the street, recalling the events of last night.

I hailed a cab and made my way home.

I wonder what Marina was up to.

I kindly thanked the driver and hopped out.

I found Marina, in her bedroom on the phone.

I walked in and she smiled and waved.  

I returned her gesture and pushed her into a hug.

I pressed my ear against the phone and heard Harry's raspy voice.

God, they were completely smitten.

"Ok, Harry. Alright, yes I will." Marina tried to dismiss Harry.  

"Harry--please, I have to go."  

'Say it back, Marina.' 

I heard Harry's faint voice.

"I love you." She finally said defeated.  

I laughed out loudly and Marina hung up and asked me about my night.

"What were you up to, give me all the dirty details, love." Marina requested.

My face flushed at the thought of David Gandy.

"You absolute slut!" Marina scolded.  

She consumed me into another hug and demanded for me to open-up.

Marina suggested I continue to let him run after me. 

Again, I did not know if I could follow through with her plan.

Marina and I settled for a casual 

night in.  

We watched television and ate junk. 

But then she momentarily ditched me to take a phone call.

Harry, obviously.

The doorbell sounded and I was on my feet.  

Who could it be?  

Probably, just our takeout delivery.

I opened the door and my nonchalant attitude completely faltered.

It was David.

He looked so sharp and beautiful. 

In his dapper suit and tie.

Oh, god I can't even control my breathing.

I soon became aware of my lack of clothing.  

I only had a pair of shorts and a camisole.

I tried to hide my body behind the door.

David walked in and assessed the place.

Could this be anymore scary?

"Lana." He echoed.  

Even his deep voice intimidated me.

I saw Marina walk-in, phone in hand.

She saw my evident discomfort and decided to come to my rescue.

"Hello." She shook hands with David and they shared polite smiles.

Wow, looks like he didn't have the same effect on her.

"Lana, could I have a word?" He was now looking at me.  

I nodded hesitantly and followed him to the living room.

"Why did you leave?" He asked when we sat down on the couch.  

"I..thought.." I stammered.  

"I did not want you to leave." He spoke frankly.

I looked away for him, briefly, arranging my thoughts.

"Didn't you enjoy yourself last night?" He questioned.  

"Yes." I nodded.  

He smiled an-all-American-boy smile.

Why can't you just like me?

He placed his hand onto mine.  

I looked down at our clasped hands.

No, please no more contact!

"Did I scare you off?" He asked.  

I shook my head.

"Next time you are in my bed, I expect you to stay there." He demanded.  

I soaked in his order.

'Yes, daddy.'

I couldn't choke-up the courage to voice my sarcasm.

He stood up suddenly and I followed him.  

Why doens't he stay for a while longer?

I followed him to the door and observed his broad shoulders and svelte figure.

We stood at the door and I let myself marvel his handsomeness.

David leaned into me.

Yes, a kiss!

I was left sad and depressed when he only left a curt kiss on my cheek.

I still hung by the door, watching him walk away.

David Gandy is quite the sight.

That boy's got quite the ass!

I skipped over to Marina and sat down in her room happily.

"So, how was the eloquent David Gandy?" She teased.  

I smiled, not wanting to reveal anything.  

"I must say, he is quite the man." Marina hummed.  

" He is beautiful, but not mine." I repeated sadly. 

"Not yet." Marina encouraged.

We re-installed ourselves in front of the big screen and continued to watch television.

We we're both enraptured by the moving pictures on the screen, but my mind drifted off to a dreamy sex-god.

END OF CHAPTER 9