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SECOND MINUTE HOUR
~ JORDY

Snow

I wake up feeling just half awake and fucking cold, it's so damn cold. I turn over to cuddle myself against Flame, who is usually really warm. But when I stretch my arm out to the other side of the bed, the bedside is empty and also cold. I blink in confusion, where the fuck is he? I look around the half dark room, trying to clear my vision. Before, I see a soft glow of light shining into the room from under the bathroom door. I sit up and lean my back against the headboard of the bed, while I listen to the running shower. My hand reaches up to my neck, or rather to the necklace around it, Flames necklace. A smile creeps up my lips, it is real, we are real. My eyes slide to the watch, half past three? Why is he showering at this unholy hour of the day? I pull my knees up to my chest and keep my eyes on the bathroom door, waiting for Flame to come back into the room. After the shower stop, it takes some minutes before the door swings open. Flame walks into the room, just in his tight ass boxer shorts. His hair is still wet, water droplets cascading down his tattooed chest. My eyes cling to the drops that run down his define abs, holy fucking hell, he looks like a goddamn Greek God.

His gaze falls onto me, before his eyebrows twitch in surprise. "Did I wake you up, Fuego Pequeño?" He asks quietly, and in that sexy ass dark raspy voice, that I love. He comes towards me, I nod slowly, "yeah, but that's okay... why were you showering?" I ask, still a little groggy from sleep. He stops in front of me, I lift my gaze to look at him. "I couldn't sleep... got too much on my mind." He whispers, I frown because I don't really believe him. "Why didn't you wake me?" I ask him, he smiles a little and runs his fingers through my tangled hair. "You needed the sleep, and you looked way too peaceful to disturb you." Flame looks at me, I smile. "You're an idiot... thanks, but next time you will wake me up." I say lowly before a yawn escapes out of my mouth, he laughs softly. "You're killing me Baby..." he whispers, I like the way he pronounces the word Baby. He does it in that sexy ass voice, which sends shivers down my spine. "Are you coming to bed, or do I have to drag you with force?" I ask him, he smiles at me. "No, it's fine, I'm coming to bed." He says, as he lets go of my hair, I slide back into the Pillows. And wait for him to get in bed next to me, but he just kneels onto the bed, spreads my bent legs and lays down between them.

His head falls on my stomach and I laugh quietly because a whole section of his legs sticks out over the end of the bed. He wraps his arms around me and sighs deeply, "did you have another nightmare?" I ask him in a whisper, he nods slightly, but I'm not convinced. "Yes, but it's no big deal." He whispers, I let my fingers slide through his wet curls. "Get some sleep... I'm here if you have bad dreams again." I whisper quietly, he mumbles something against my stomach and stays lying on top of me. Smiling, I continue to stroke his hair, I'm becoming more and more aware that we're no longer just fuck buddies, but rather have a real relationship. The necklace around my neck is just a sign of that too, I grin slightly. He's not ashamed of me, he wants others to know that we're together, or at least I think that. And as soon as I'm back home, I'll give that damn stripper what he deserves. Flame's breathing gets deeper, and he relaxes under my touch. Until he finally falls asleep at some point, I would never have thought that a man like Flame, who is mostly a big bad wolf, would be so into cuddling, but that just makes him more lovable.

I sigh as I look at myself in the mirror, my hair is already styled and look fluffy. The shirt I wear is Flames, and I fucking love how loose it fits, it's so oversized. And sometimes it even slips down my shoulder, the only thing I'm not sure about, is which pants I want to wear. It's either gonna be the light jeans or the dark leather ones, which Flame loves on me. He said my ass looks amazing in these pants, I smile and scurry back into the empty room. Flame is out buying a gift for Vio, because he said it would be impolite to bring nothing. I flinch slightly as the door closes with a loud sound, and Flame steps into the room. "You don't want to go like that, do you, Baby?" he asks quietly as he puts an expensive-looking bottle of alcohol on a table. I turn around and grin, "I do... don't you like it?" I ask him jokingly, he sighs quietly. "I like it, you look good... but where are your pants?" he asks, I tilt my head. "They're hot pants... you can't see them under the shirt." I joke, Flame comes up to me and pulls me towards him by my waist. He licks his lips, "Baby... don't tease me too far, you can walk around without pants when we're alone. Put some pants on, before I make you." He says, I laugh softly and wrap my arms around him. "I'm only kidding, I can't decide which pants to wear." I say to him, Flame leans down and briefly puts his lips on mine. God, I love it when he kisses me, I lean towards him, but he pulls away after a few seconds.