Lonely Raelle

Chapter Six

Your POV

You just stand there. Wrapped in his arms, feeling safe like you always do when he is with you. Wrapping your arms around his waist, you bring yourself closer to him, even if that didn't seem possible judging from how close you already are. Breathing in his scent, you feel all your tensed up muscles loosen up and you can't help but sigh in pleasure.

"Why don't you stay over tonight." You say when you manage to gain your senses......

Some...

Some of your senses........

You hear his heart beat speed up. You take your head from his chest, careful not to let go of him.

"You don't have to stay if you don't want to. I just said it, I wasn't thinking-"

"I'll stay." He cut's in, stopping your blabber.

Resting your head back on his chest, you smile.

Way to go Raelle. Now you'll have a man whose scent intoxicates you in your bed. That definitely doesn't spell disaster. Not at all.

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Finally. Pulling away from each other, you both walk downstairs and back outside to bid farewell to the already leaving guests. Once you  finish, it was already past ten. Walking upstairs, hand in hand, you reach your room.

He closed the door behind you. "I actually want to take a shower...that is if it's okay with you-"

"Of course it is." You interrupt. "You go ahead and I'll get you something to wear when you come out." You say handing him a towel from the cupboard.

"Thanks." He smiles.

Taking it, he walks into the bathroom and shuts the door behind him. You run to your dad's room. Luckily, he wasn't there. Running further into the room, you go to his closet and pick out a pair of black shorts and a loose tank top. Running out of the room and across the hallway, you enter your room.

And there he was.

You can't help but watch him. You stare at his back view, his broad shoulders, his thick arms. You can't help but wonder how such dangerous looking arms are able to hold you ever so lightly and lovingly.

He turns around.

Your breath hitches.

You hear him say something, but it only sounds like mumbles to you.

Your eyes travel low. The towel was tied dangerously low on his waist. You decide to take your eyes from that area so it wouldn't give him any wrong ideas. Taking your gaze higher, you watch his stomach.

It was all muscle divided into six sections....

Your eyes travel to his abs.......so firm and beautiful. A work of art indeed..........

"Raelle? are you there?" He asks. "Raelle!"

"Yes yes," You say, finally snapping out of it and looking into his eyes. "I'm here."

"You brought the clothes?"

Still a little dazed, it took you a while to understand what he said.

"Yes, I did." You walk towards him and stretch your hand out, offering him the clothes. Instead, he takes your hand and pulls you to him. Taking the clothes from your right hand and placing them on the bed, he places your right hand on his chest.

"Take a picture, it will last longer."

"I have taken several, several pictures....with my eyes."