Chapter Fifteen

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I woke up on the couch. The hard, uncomfortable, stiff couch. Why wasn't I in my amazing bed.  Then I tried to sit up, but a heavy weight dragged me down. What the fuck?

Turning, my face meets with the hard chest of Daniel.

Well then.

I looked up to his face and he looked so peaceful, but there were still bags under his eyes that made my face scrunch up. Was he not sleeping well because of me?

Pushing some hair out of his face, he lets out a soft sigh. Leaning into my touch.

I really needed some water. Pulling at his arm I try to leave, but his grip just tighten around me. Really? I continue to try a spill away but he won't budge. I don't want to wake him up...

Groaning in defeat I cuddle into him again and just lay there. My head in his chest, had his heart beat at a steady rhythm.

This isn't so bad, I can't help but think. Even if it was "just a bond" there was a form of real love that he felt for me.

And I was happy, for the little time I've known him, I'm happy.

I lazily drawled patterns on his bicep, not able to fall back to sleep. And I couldn't help but let out a small laugh as sparks erupts wherever we touched.

It was unreal!

"That feels great," he grumbles in his husky voice. God it was amazing! "Don't stop," he let out a soft laugh and continue the slow motions.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." He shakes his head and yawns, then he stops with a a serious face. "Daniel, are you okay?" His face became pale, and suddenly he moves my body over, gets off the couch, and runs to the nearest bathroom.

That's when I hear it, him puking his guts out.

"I told you," I say and lean against the door frame while he brushes his teeth with the toothbrush I have him.

"How do you know this isn't part of my genius plan?" He asks cockily, which he can't pull of between the pale face small amount of sweat on his face.

"And what plan is that? Get sick and dismiss your alpha duties?" I laugh and take his hand to lead him back to the couch.

"Really?" I turn to him questioningly. What now? "I know, you know that damn couch is uncomfortable." I motion my hand for him to continue. "So..." Oh...

"Do you uh... want to head up stairs?" My face was probably redder than a tomato. It's not like I've never done things, but it was different with Daniel.

For many reasons.

"Thought you'd never ask," he smiles sheepishly. "Lead the way."

Walking up stairs I push open the door to my room, and silently thank god that I did laundry the other day and there wasn't a pile of my clothes in the corner of my room.

Most importantly, my underwear and bras.

"You can just lay down, I'll grab my lap top so we can watch some tv." He nods and heads to my bed while I head to my closet and try and get my laptop from the top shelf of my closet.

Almost... I continued to try when my finger tips finally brushed it and I got it in my grasp. Short but powerful!

Walking to my bed I sit down on the right side, on top of the blankets and stiff. Daniel on the other hand laid snuggled up in my comforter, waiting patiently. Was he- yep he is laying in my bed shirtless. What the actual fuck!?

He has got a fine body, though.

I growl at the small voice in my head. Just find a movie. Looking through them I decided on Iron Man.

Then I place the laptop in the spot between us, keeping as much space as possible between us. It's one thing to lay on a couch together, it's a whole other thing to cuddle in a bed.

We were probably twenty minutes into the movie when Daniel sighs loudly.

"What?" I question. My face still felt warm and there was still a thin coat of sweat on my body. I'm guessing I thought I was better because of the constant between me and Daniel. 

He picked up the laptop and scooted closer to me. "W-what are you doing?" I question a little nervous now.

"I'm laying with my mate."

His hands wrap around my waist and he pulls me down to his side, before grabbing the laptop and putting where I was. My back was to his chest while we watched the movie, his arms wrapped protectively around my waist.

It wasn't that bad, who am I kidding? It felt amazing! And we were just hugging imagine-

Okay thoughts not going anywhere that is more intimate than cuddling!

Moving back into his just I hear a low growl. "Babe, you might want to stop doing that." He whispers in my ear and I gulp loudly.

"S-sorry," I mumble and turn to look up at him.

"You never have to apologize, you've done nothing wrong." He says and places a handing my cheek, pushing hair out of my face and smiling softly.

A girl could get use to this.

I realized our close proximity and bite my lip, fighting a blush.

"You shouldn't do that either," he says as he brushes my lip with his thumb.

I instantly let it go.

"Is there anything I can do?" I ask sarcastically and roll my eyes. Guys get turned on by the smallest things!

"Yeah," he whispers and pulls me into a hug. His face buried in the crook of my neck, breathing in my scent?

"This is nice," I whisper as well, not wanting to break the moment. It was to precious. "I could get use to it. Might have to get a lint roller to remove all your dogs hairs from my sheets..." I drawl off.

So much for not ruining the moment.

He pulls away and looks at my questioningly and I just shrug in response.

"You'll regret that," he smirks before moving over me and letting his long fingers meet my sides.

"N-no!" I try to shout but it comes out strangled and ugly between my laughs. I was very ticklish. Even seeing someone hands move towards me set me off!

"Apologize!" He shouts over my laughs and u can hear the amusement in his voice.

"N-never!" I laugh again and try to push him off. God what did he eat? The tickling was unbearable. "F-fine! I'm sorry!" I say as his fingers finally stop their assault on my stomach.

"Now was that so hard?" He laughs and I push his chest away but he just moves closer...

Awkwardness.

He is straddling me, but lifting himself so I don't have to worry about the weight. But he was still right above me with his hands on either side of my head.

He looks down at my lisp before he starts leaning in slowly.

Oh my gosh! He is going to kiss me! Do I want to kiss him? What happened if we kiss? Will we get carried away? Would he not stop?

Right when his lips are above mine, I place a hand between our mouths and he looks at me skeptically.

"Y-you're sick." Is all I say and I see something in his eyes.

"Right, don't want to get the already sick girl sick."

I nod my head in agreement and turn back to Netflix.

"How about Frozen?" He just nods in agreement and pulls me back to his chest.

"If the not ready, I'll wait." He whispers just as the movie starts. "I'd wait forever."

My stomach drops and my cheeks flare up. Everything tingled as I got comfortable and let the adorable voices of young Anna and Elsa soothe me into another sleep.

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