After Effects

Chapter 47. - Lovestruck

Bojan's POV

I flopped down on the bed on my elbows, knees almost touching the floor.

"What ya' doin'?" I asked her even though it was pretty obvious that Solveig was reading a book. She was all tugged in in bed with her blanket and pillows and Booze the Goose in her pajamas.

"Reading a book." She answered, not removing her eyes from the book.

"About what?" I poked. Solveig kept a finger between the 2 pages and closed the book to look at the cover.

"The Witches, Salem 1692, A History by  Stacy Schiff." She looked at me with the corners of her lips turned upward. "It's one of those i bought in Barcelona with you."

"Oh yeah. Is it good?"

"There's a lot of names so it's a bit confusing, but yes." She opened it again to read on, but i snatched it from her before she even had the chance. "Hey! I was reading that, asshole!" She tried to get it from me, but i held it high above her head.

"Not anymore no." I grinned and got up. She did the same and quickly began chasing me around. Even as she jumped for the book i held high over her she couldn't reach it. I threw the book on the bed.

"Hey be careful with that - AHH!" She quickly turned around to the get it but i wrapped one of my arms around her waist and lifted her up. She playfully screamed as her feet disconnected from the floor. I spun us around a couple of times. Her fingers held onto my arms and her knees were almost up to her chest. I sat her down again and quickly pushed to away so i could get the book before her. "Cunt!" She shouted at me. Solveig threw herself on the bed and tried to snatch the book.

I was quicker though and got off the bed immediately.

"Ha! Too slow." I held the book up to taunt her. "You seriously need to work out some more if you wanna catch up with me." I smirked at her as i neared her on the other side of the bed.

"Is that so?" She bend her neck slightly to look up at me with crossed arms. My head hovered above hers, her eyes starting directly into mine. She had so beautiful eyes. I didn't get to observe them as much as i would like to since she rarely looked people in the eye.

"That is so." I lowered my voice and took one last step closer to her. Our breaths blended together. I couldn't help myself, my eyes fell to her lips. There wasn't an ounce of makeup on that soft featured face, revealing her freckled kissed nose and cheeks, blonde hair falling into waves - Blonde hair?

How didn't i notice her new hair.

"You colored your hair." I stated. I though she wanted someone professional to do it, but guess not. Instead of answering Solveig flipped us onto the bed, my back pressed against the madres and hands on either side of my head. Her hands pinned my wrists down. She strandled me with a knee on either side of me, hovering her body just above my crotch.

If Solveig sat down i was a dead man.

I watched her eyes closely, but hers was no longer on mine. Instead Solveig wore a proud, smug smile on her pink lips and took the book from my hand.

"Thanks. And thanks for noticing, it took you long enough." She spoke.

My eyes wandered down to her neck. How i'd like to wrap my hand around it and kiss it blue and purple. I looked down at her tits, not being able to stop myself. They there hidden under the baggy black sweatshirt, but i could still make them out. She was wearing my blue addidas shorts. How the fuck could that small of a girl fit into those? I'm small but not that small. One of her hands held my wrist in place next to my head, still not letting go despite already having retrieved her book. I didn't move my free hand one bit.