Seize The Day Or Die Regretting

Chapter 8: The Brian Haner Chin Fuzz.

Chapter 8: The Brian Haner Chin Fuzz.

My mind slid from the dreaming state slowly. I smiled and stretched out on the soft, warm bed. I could feel the sun on my skin, the warming glow basking me gratefully. I could hear the cares driving down the street along with birds tweeting away outside the window. The sheets wrapped around my bare skin like ribbon on a present. The sheets began just above my tail bone, leaving all of my back bare to the sun’s glowing rays. I could feel my hair; it was draped over to the side as I slept on my stomach.

I inhaled deeply and let it out carefully. I pulled the pillow further under my head using my arms. They folded under the floppy pillow. My heart beat fluttered happily as I felt the bed beside me move carefully. I felt a pair of lips press against my shoulder lightly; they made Goosebumps rise on my skin. I turned to look at Brian with a gracious morning smile. His hair was all messy not like it usually is. His eyes were bright and so full of life. My eyes couldn’t help but wander down his body. He was heavily tattooed and toned. He was muscular but not too bulky. The white sheets began just passed his hips as he rolled onto his back. My gaze darted back to his. He smiled at me happily, a smile only he can perfect.

“Good morning beautiful.” He greeted with a soft, morning toned voice. I blushed at him as he kissed my shoulder again.

“Good morning.” I repeated with a girly smile. I gaped at him with every ounce of emotion that he let me feel last night. It was way beyond what I imagined. Every single second had its own emotion. It was perfect in every way. Doing something so natural, something only Mother Nature has created while outside Mother Nature’s wrath is crossing the sky and washing away the troubles. Making love while there is a huge thunder storm outside is the most beautiful thing ever.

“How’d you sleep?”His voice questioned me sweetly. I put my hand on the side of his head, stroking his cheek with my thumb softly.

“I slept wonderfully.” I replied softly.

“What’d you dream of?” He asked softly. My lips curled even wider at the thought of the magnificent dreams that roamed my mind last night.

“I had wonderful dreams of a beautiful man.” I whispered softly. He smiled widely and kissed my lips softly. I rolled over onto my side, his arm hooked over me, holding my hand and hugging my body close to his. I loved the way his skin felt on mine. I loved the way it made me feel like I was caught in a watery hurricane that revolved around a fiery tornado. His voice against my ear sounded like a thousand bells ringing in a sky of fire above an ocean. My smile faded as my head came back down from cloud nine.

“I take it you need to get up to go to work.” I said with a flat tone. His lips formed a weak smile as he brushed the dark hair from my face and pulled it behind my ear.

“They won’t mind me being gone, I just want to stay here in this bed and hold you close to me, just the way we are now.” He answered softly and tucked me closer to him, our bodies pressed together like two puzzle pieces that fit together perfectly. I smiled widely and rejoiced in the feeling of serenity that flowed in the air. I laughed sweetly when I heard Brian singing a Train song. I loved this song; I didn’t care what any one said it’s such a nice song. I sank into him with a thoughtful expression. Something kept nagging at my mind; I needed to know if he was being ironic or sincere.

“Brian,” I exclaimed softly. I felt his chest sink against my back.

“Yes?” He replied quietly.

“Last night, when we were making love, you said you love me. Were you being ironic or?” I asked with a gentle voice. I fell back as he hovered over me with a sincere expression crossing his face. His eyes examined me carefully.

“I was being serious. I mean it, every time I say it. I love you.” His words made me feel amazing. I smiled as he brought his face down to mine, his lips pressed against mine.

The moment was cut short by the front door opening and slamming shut. We both jumped sky high and scrambled around the room. I heard Jimmy’s voice loudly calling through the house. Brian threw on a pair of jeans and went out to greet him. I could hear them talking a little as I struggled to get dressed. I tried to pull up a pair of jeans but they weren’t cooperating. I tossed on a beige tank top and went to join the men in the living room.

When I entered the living room Jimmy gave me a cheeky smile and shook his head.

“I take it you had a long night.” He uttered. Brian came back in with three mugs of coffee; he was blushing, the great Brian Haner was blushing. He passed right by me and set them down on the table. I smiled and went over to his side. He had gotten a normal tee shirt on now.

“So you two are together now?” Jimmy asked curiously. I smiled and blushed slightly looking over at Brian. He was already looking at me with a peaceful smile. He hooked his arm around my shoulders and pulled me into him.

“Yep.” Brian replied to Jimmy. I nodded as if seconding his answer. Jimmy laughed hardily and sipped his coffee.

“About fucking time.” He muttered. I smiled and laughed lively.

We had a nice morning together, talking and having coffee. It was a nice time to just sit and talk with people you’ve grown up with. I remember there being a night about three years ago Jimmy nearly died. He was so close to dying but I saved him. I made sure he was okay. It would’ve sucked because it was only a few days after Christmas. The guys didn’t know this.

Brian had to go to work with Jimmy but before he left he had kissed me Good-Bye. His breath lurked into my nostrils, which was okay since he brushed his teeth. I smiled by the feeling of his chin hair brushing against my chin. I giggled softly.

“The Brian Haner chin fuzz strikes again.” I whispered softly. He smiled and nodded, kissing me again. Before he walked out the front door he looked at me with a brightened smile. The three words that he spoke made my heart race. They maybe only three little words but they made me feel like the only girl, like we’re the only two people in the world.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”