Chapter 13
Zayn lay there holding her.
She slowly ran her finger up and down his arm. It was something that she used to do when she was upset.
It had been a very long and trying day for the both of them.
So much emotional stress on both their parts. He buried his face into her hair, which covered his pillow.
She smelled like milk and honey. He inhaled deeply.
Tia could feel the heat of his breath on her neck. It sent shivers down her spine.
She snuggled closer to him and he tightened his hold on her.
Sometime during the night, Tia had turned over and was now facing him.
Zayn was having a hard time sleeping. Not just because she was lying next to him.
But he was still trying to figure out the meaning of her words to him. That she didn’t trust herself enough to trust in him.
The moon had risen high in the sky, letting moonlight shine into the room.
Zayn looked at Tia’s face. He reached up and traced her features with his fingers.
Her skin was so soft. He traced the curves of her lips.
Aching to take them with his own. He held his breath as she suddenly opened her eyes.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Nothing. I was just watching you sleep.”
She tried to read into what he was thinking, but she couldn’t.
"Why?”
“Because I wanted to. I wanted to just watch you. Watch how beautiful you are.”
“I’m not beautiful.”
“Yes you are. Don’t say that.”
Without realizing it, Tia reached up and traced the tattoos on his bare chest.
Zayn felt his entire body react from her touch.
When she did realize what she was doing, she immediately withdrew her hand.
