One more day

chapter 36

Julias pov

I slept in. It was 10 am now. Nick and I are a tangled mess of limbs and warm bodies, which seems to be the new normal, and I am not complaining. I had some flashbacks last night, so waking up with muscled arms wrapped around me scared me at first, but then I saw his soft beautiful eyes looking back at me and I relaxed.

"Good morning Jules." He said, his voice husky, rough. It lit a spark in my core, spreading heat throughout my whole body, I felt it deep in my bones. It was hot.

"Good morning." I replied back softly.

"You sleep OK?" He asked, rubbing his eye with the back of his free hand, his other hand was under me, wrapping around to rest on my back.

"Meh," I replied. "Same as usual." Flashbacks, restlessness. Same same. He gave me a sympathetic look. "What have you got planned today?" I asked.

"Not much." He replied, taking his free hand now to grab his phone, and scrolling through his notifications. I turned around so that we were spooning now and I could see what he was looking at. We don't really care that much about privacy with each other, growing up with someone means you know everything about them already, there's nothing we don't know about each other. There's a text from his dad, asking to pick Sophia up from her school at 2 p.m. and take her to a dentist appointment. I'm surprised he even made a dentist appointment for her, from what I heard he doesn't really give a fuck about his kids.
"Fuck, I forgot I made that appointment for her." Nick rushed out, running a hand through his hair. He does that when he's stressed. I'm very observant, I pick up people's behaviours and body language. I read people, and understand them. It doesn't surprise me at all that the appointment was made by Nick rather than his father. "Do you wanna come with me for that?" He asks me.

"Yeah, sure!" I reply excitedly. His little sister is a big ball of sunshine, I wanna be there for her. She's so cute and I've missed her, not nearly as much as I had missed Nick, but still a lot. 

"Can we also go past the police station today?" I ask nervously. I don't necessarily want to report those boys, but I have to, not only for my ease of mind but to help prevent it from happening to more people. I need to get out of my comfort zone.

"Yeah of course darling." He said softly, kissing my neck. I instantly tilt my head to the side at the contact, my eyes falling shut and biting my lip to stop a moan from escaping, he fucking knows how to rile me up. I feel him smirk against that spot on my neck, probably at my reaction, so in retaliation, I roll my hips back into him. He lets out a low groan and, fuck, if that wasn't the hottest thing I have ever heard then I don't know what is. I was tempted to make him make that noise again, heat spreading throughout me, but his hands tightened around my waist, stopping me from moving. I clearly caught him off guard, even if only once and I took pride in that.
"You can't fucking do that Jules." He said lowly, his breaths faster, sharper.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I replied innocently, attempting to do it again. He tightened his hands further.

"Baby if you don't want my dick hard and poking into your ass, I suggest you stop." He spat out. I turned around to look at him, not missing the way his eyes had unmistakably darkened and looked like they were about to devour me. I can't bring myself to do anything. I'm lost for words. I would love to keep going, but I've realised what situation I have actually created, and I'm not ready for that, with anyone, yet.

"I didn't realise I was going too far," I said looking him in the eye. "I'm sorry." He squeezed his eyes shut, let out a long breath and reopened them, seeming a bit more calm.
"It's ok darling, just please don't get that physical if it's just to tease." He said softly, and I looked way too deep into it. It's an offer. He's insinuating that he would do that with me. I store that in my mental lock box of good information to remember. That makes me feel a bit more confident in asking him to help me out in the whole recreating negative experiences situation. I nod in understanding but my mind has already escaped the moment, trying to plan out my day. I should get like a daily planner or some shit to keep track of all my shit.