Haunted

Part. 10

The next morning when I woke up I was alone.

The cold air on my bare skin gave me goosebumps and I pulled the converter closer to me, snuggling deeper into the sheets. I'd almost fallen back asleep when I heard the door creak open, I peaked up from the comforter as Josh walked in holding two mugs in his hands.

His sweatpants hung low on his hips and his chest was bare revealing an amalgamation of tattoos.

"Good morning." I spoke up, my voice still quiet from just waking up.

"Good morning, vee." He replied. " coffee?".

I sat up a little more at that, shifting to keep the sheets from exposing my bare upper body to him. I knew that he'd already seen it and more, but I still felt shy around him for some reason.

Josh handed me one of the mugs full of the light brown liquid, before taking a set next to me on the bed. His back rested against the head board and he eyed me. Looking amused.

"There's no need to hide, I've seen it all I promise." He smirked and took a sip of his coffee.

"I am not hiding," I lied. "I'm just cold."

"Ahh, I see. Well in that case.." he trailed off. Placing his mug on the bedside table and moving beneath the covers before pulling me closer to him.

I quickly placed my cup on the nightstand as well, carful not to spill, before pressing myself closer to him.

Josh was so warm, and he smelled like fresh coffee with a very subtle hint of cigarettes. We stayed there for what felt like hours just embracing each other.

We still had 2 days in Utah and i was already dreading going back, after talking to Josh about it we decided it would be best to leave the coffee house and look for another job else where.

That did however mean leaving Vicky, and I just wasn't sure how to do that. I knew we would still be friends even if I left and I also knew she would understand if I left but the thought of her trying to manage everything on her own left me feeling uneasy.

I wished I could just stay in This perfect fantasy with Josh forever.

I wasn't sure exactly when I fell asleep, I just remembered waking up and feeling Josh's breath fan my face. I blinked a few times and rubbed my eyes to clear the sleep from them before turning to peer at Josh.

His eyes were closed and his breathing was steady, the sun had began to set already filling the room with soft golden sunlight. The light bounced off his dark curls and left him with this halo effect.

God he was so beautiful. I looked at him almost all day everyday and I never got tired of it, I never wanted to blink in case I missed a moment of being able to see his face.

I smiled to myself, thinking of how far I'd come in such a short time. Only a few months ago I was scared to simply be alive, I was scared to fold the laundry wrong or have dinner on the table wrong, I was scared to sleep with the man I was married to.

And now I'm waking up with the closest thing to heaven I'll ever find sleeping next to me. Being loved by someone whose love did it leave a mark or a sting on my body.

I felt my eyes brim with tears, I was actually proud of myself. And Josh made me feel strong, not weak. He made me feel beautiful and I just hoped he new how beautiful he was.

My thoughts came to a halt when Josh blinked his eyes open, staring at me. He didn't say a word and neither did I. We just stared.

Josh leaned in after a moment, capturing my lips with his. I melted into him breathing him in, I just couldn't get enough of him. My hands traced up his chest and I pulled him closer to me. Trying to hint to him that I needed him.