I Found Home

Chapter 38

Hannah

I had a dream .

No shit it really was a good dream and I don't have good dreams .

I was laying on Kane's lap as he caressed my hair gently , we were bathing in sunlight while we watched the beach waves crushing nearby and our two dogs hopping around as though they've been prisoners their whole lives . He was whispering sweet nothings in my ear and holding me close to his chest as I snuggled against him , it was just us , me and him against all odds . It was a simple dream yet considering our circumstances , it feels so perfect it's unreachable .

Well , everything was perfect except the dogs part

I might have a small phobia of these creatures . Especially puppies .

It's the thing about their eyes and paws that frightens me , it mostly creeps me out , or maybe it's the fact that most my teddy bears used to look like little puppies when I was a kid before being kicked into the streets . That part of my life no matter how good it was , brings me chills .

Strange how you can love something so much only to not be able to even think about it later .

I clutch the sheets closer to my body as I stir awake , no sunlights in sight , except some coming from the small creak of the half open bedroom door . He has no window in his room , but it's open all the time to let the light and air in . I can tell that it's not raining anymore too .

I move a bit and a small sting shoots up from between my legs .

Am I crazy or do I actually still feel him inside me ?

My cheeks heat just at the memory of last night .

Holy hell it was wow !

I've reached new levels of heaven and I couldn't get down if I wanted to . His touch and words ... I never knew he could be so crude , this side of him was tucked beneath his gentleman façade he perfected very well that I couldn't ever glance it , until yesterday .

It's like he was out of control , it was his emotions and feelings guiding him I stead of his mind as usual , because I know that he is a rational man who likes to let his brain take the wheels of his life and decisions in order not to screw things up . I tend to do the same as well .

Last night was definitely not the case for either of us .

I turn my head around slowly to look at him , his eyes fluttered closed and his eyelashes casting a soft shadow on his sharp features and the small stubble on his jaw calling for a brief caress from my hand . He has his arm circling my waist and the other beneath his head as he faces my back .

I bite my bottom lip and turn around again , starting to peel his arm away slowly and carefully not to wake him up .

Although he made sure his eyes saw every part of my body , I still feel self conscious about being naked in front of him .

Weirdo .

Blah , he still loves me anyway .

I smile as I gently place his hand away and sit up , clutching the sheets tightly to my chest and trying to cover myself as much as possible , although he's deep asleep and ...

« Where do you think you're going , fireball ? » His deep voice shakes my core , for some reason I clench my thighs and swallow a moan .

I yelped when he suddenly pulled me back on the bed by my shoulders and towered over me with his body straddling mine . But that's not all , he called me fireball !

Why does he keep associating me with fire ?

I'm not complaining though .

« Hey ... » My voice is just a notch above a whisper as I blush and look up at him .