One in the Same

Ch. 11: Blake

She knows.

She knows, and yet she is still here with me in bed. I watched her form rise and fall with every breath that she took. Faint, and yet long drawn, indication that she was in a deep sleep.

Some of it. But a good portion of it. I didn't get into detail about it after we got to my brothers in the middle of the night. The townhouse he owned was massive, and there was plenty of space between my brother and I if and when we had company. After arriving, I showed her to my room where I was staying. Discarding my clothes we climbed into bed, and held on to one another like we were going to disappear somehow in the middle of the night.

I hardly slept, and although I was tired, I wasn't tired enough. The final moments of Anna and I being face-to-face flashed in my mind, before I rubbed the sand out of my eyes. Along with the distant thought of her.

It dawned on me then that I was a free man, officially. Out of the apartment, out of the relationship, out of my life. Did it seem a bit fast to go from one relationship to be with someone else? Maybe. Danielle was different, in a lot of ways that Anna was not. Starting off with she does not put her hands on me in an angry manner. Now, I was choosing to run with the difference. With Anna, it wasn't going anywhere; the relationship was long over, as it continued.

Looking to my left, I saw her sleeping. My heart beat faster immediately. It was all real. She stayed the night with me. She stayed. With me. She stood up for me. Protected me and shot her own rounds against Anna last night. I never ever had intended for Danielle to find out the way that she did. It was bound to be a conversation, but I didn't think it was going to be something that was itching to happen...so soon.

There was a spot being carved out for her in my heart, and it was growing fast.

I admired her, and adored her even more for her heroic actions last night. She didn't need to, nor did she have to step in like she did. I was able to take whatever blow Anna was going to give. I have - well had -- the evidence to prove it. My brother ended up taking the flashdrive, making his connections. That part I was scared to tell Danielle. In a way, it felt like I was living a double life. One with her, and one was about to be formed -- with a possibility of losing her in the process. And I didn't want to think about losing her, not right now. I was living in the moment with her, and that was all that mattered. I had Danielle here with me, in my bed, on a Saturday morning, and no one else was in the house.

Seeing her next to me, ignited another flame within me. Her dark hair sprawled across her pillow and down her back. Her skin kissed gently by the sun that was peaking through the curtains. It was just after 8:30 in the morning, which meant my brother was already gone. If I knew right, he would be at the gym. It was Saturday, afterall...

My eyes casted down her back, taking in every inch of her. My mind began to wander like my fingers were going to do. Currently, they are, I should say. Swiftly, I tugged the sheet down her body. Leaning over her, but not daring to touch her to wake her, I overlooked her agape mouth. Lips parted and slightly chapped from sleeping. The mounds of her tits were covered by her forearm, and her legs were curled up into her. I brushed my fingertips down her shoulder along her frame to her hip bone. Circling my finger there for a moment and moving it slowly towards her belly button, up her body to her forearm. Gently, I pulled her on her back. Danielle groaned, and rolled her head away from me, facing the wall. Licking her lips, a heavy sigh left them, soft snoring followed. I bit my lip, containing the smile to break from me. Which failed.

Her nipples were rough, and perked, from the chill in the air from the fan running. Yes -- I was one of those people who needed to sleep with a fan on continuously. Throughout the night, of the winter and the cold in the fair. My eyes scanned her body, over and over, taking in each of her features, getting immensely turned on with everything that I had seen.