His Dark Heart

Chapter-8

Chapter-8

Helen Green's POV

I opened my eyes. I turned back and saw Dean is not there.

Where is he? I would have felt better if he was beside me. I gave him my virginity. I stood up disappointedly and held the blanket to my chest. I saw a white shirt of Dean on the floor and took it, before wearing and going to the bathroom, that I found in that room.

I stared at myself in the mirror in front of me. It feels amazing. The feel of his touch. The feel of his lips on me. The feel of our bodies pressing together. The feel of making love. I feel like I am on cloud nine.

I ran fingers on my lips and on the hickey he gave me on my neck.

I am still a little sore down in that part, but I don't care in this moment.

I brushed my teeth with the toothbrush I saw in the bathroom and came out. I huffed and went to open the door, but it opened before I can open the door. I tripped and was about to fall, when two firm hands caught me. I looked up and saw it's Dean. His dark eyes are boring into mine. He stood me up, but I am too lost in his eyes, that I didn't see him talking.

"Helen?", he called out, making me come out of dream world.

"Huh?".

"I am calling you for a while now. Are you okay?".

"Yeah. I was just...".

"Come food is ready down stairs. Come on", he said giving me his hand. I took it while blushing and went with him.

We went down and in the he explained about the whole house and even showed me some rooms. Soon we are outside. There is table for two in the lawn. I smiled at him and sat down in the chair he pulled out for me. I saw a cup filled with coffee a little below it's brim. I took the cup and drank while enjoying the nature beside me. It's beautiful outside.

"Why are you smiling?".

"Nothing. Your house is beautiful by the way".

"Thank you", he said while drinking his coffee and looking like he is about to kiss me. I blushed and looked down feeling nervous.

"Last night was amazing. Thank you", I said while blushing.

"You are welcome", he said still with the same look.

"Dean?".

"Hmm".

"Can I see your studio?". He smiled at me.

"Of course. I will show it to you after breakfast. I hope you don't have any plans today, seeing as it is Saturday. I have a lot of plans for you". I can see the double meaning in his last line. I blushed again.