The whole bedroom was basically covered in dark grey, white and mostly neutral colors. It took my breath away. The large king sized canopy bed had a white comforter as there were plenty of pillows and a white sheer curtain draping down the side. It was very simple and modern looking but beautiful none the less. I knew that Donovan slept in here too because of the awful painting I gave him in high school that was hanging on the wall.
I ran to the bed and jumped right at the end to fall onto my back as I let out a laugh. It bounced just slightly and the sheets smelled like vanilla or some sort of scent that was very simple. After I had stopped laughing, I looked around the empty room. Then I slipped under the covers and took a long nap, waiting. Again.
A loud roar woke me up as my body jerked. I sat up immediately and pressed my hand against my chest as I saw lightning right outside the bedroom window. The rain pounded against the glass. Grabbing my phone beside me, I looked at the time to see it was seven at night right now where the sun should have still been out but outside was pure darkness. I tried calling Donovan but he didn't pick up the three times I had called him. When I tried calling Pierce, he didn't pick up either. Then I called Vincent and still, no one picked up their goddamn phone.
My heart picked up a bit as the thunder roared louder, seeming closer than before. It shook my soul a little as my heart began to beat a little faster every second. I was praying that they were okay but the storm seemed pretty bad out. They had to be okay. They just had to. If I lose them, I lose it all. When I tried calling them, there was no reception so I sat my ass down on the couch in the living room and just sat. Waiting and waiting. Again.
I waited for what seemed like hours. Okay, maybe it was four hours. I just sat and took a book from Vincent's bookshelf and used that to distract me. Not that it helped at all though. My shower was being delayed because I couldn't focus on myself if I didn't know if he's okay. Grabbing the remote, I turned on the tv to what seemed like the weather channel. Not that I understood a word but by the looks of it, this storm wasn't leaving any time soon.
I tugged off my bra and slipped into one of Donovan's large grey tee shirts that fell mid-thigh before climbing into bed again. It was to my surprise that I had actually fallen asleep.
"Em?" I shook awake as I turned to see Donovan's gorgeous face inches away from mine even in the dark. My heart felt like it had bursted when I pulled him into me and kissed him. His body came collapsing onto mine as he wrapped his arm around my waist.
"I was so worried. The storm looked terrible and I-"
"I'm okay," he assured me. Staring at his face, I let out another sigh of relief. He was okay. For now. The thunder roared back to life as I saw a bright flash for a few seconds.
"What time is it?" I asked him in a whisper. He was sitting up as he stared down at me.
"It's almost eleven," he informed me. That's insane. It felt like it had been days already with him gone.
"Where were you?" I pray that he would tell me the truth or just a little bit but I was disappointed instead.
"We'll talk later." Of course.
"Are you tired?" He asked me.
"Not really. I skipped my shower waiting for you, you know. That just proves how important you are," I joked. I heard a slight chuckle before I felt him pick me up and pressed me against his chest as he carried me bridal style.
"Where are we going?" I asked him.
"You said you needed a shower. So do I so let's get one together. We're saving water," he said as he smiled down at me.
"More like wasting it," I laughed. He shrugged before closing the bathroom door behind him. There was a large mirror right when we walked in on the left with two sinks and a large glass shower. I rubbed my eyes when I felt him pulled up the hems of my tee shirt, exposing my half naked body to him. I stared him in the eyes as he smirked at me.
"My baby not shy anymore?" I blushed at that.
Oh.
God.
I like that. Very much. Yes indeed.
"No," I muttered as I smiled at him. I started to strip him naked too and when the water was at a good and hot temperature, we both climbed inside and let the water cascade down our bodies. I let out a moan as the warmth against my skin was so relaxing.
"Shit, Em. Don't do that," he said as he pulled my hips against his body. I smiled wickedly. I leaned back as my back arched into his front.
"Don't do that either," he hissed.
"I don't know what you're talking about," I said in an innocent voice. His hands rubbed the body wash all over me and when I say everywhere, I mean everywhere. His large hands fondling me were quite nice as the glass started to get steamy. I lathered the soap against my hands as I ran them down his rock hard abs. Damn. After that, I pressed my chest against his back as I wrapped my arms around his waist. I don't even understand why but my eyes started to tear. And soon, I was weeping.
As soon as he felt my body shaking slightly against his, he turned me around as the water was still running down our bodies. No words were said as he wrapped his arms around me and held me closer to him.
"Why are you crying? You know I can't stand it when you do, Em," he said in a hoarse voice. I nodded as I trailed my eyes away from his. And of course, he turned my chin so that I was facing him the entire time.
"I just can't.. When will you fully be mine?" I asked him in a soft voice.
"Baby, I am yours. Always have been and always fucking will be," he assured me as he pressed his lips against my forehead.
"I know that this will end but it just feels like it never will. You say it will but how long before it finally ends for good? A month? A year?" He kissed me hard as I had finished saying that. We were clinging onto each other, clawing at one another and just holding onto this kiss, never breaking apart, not even to take a breath. He picked me up and carried me out the shower as he wrapped a towel around me and drying himself off as well. As I picked up the clothes, he let out a low growl as he grabbed them from my hands and threw them back on the floor.
"Donovan-"
He kissed me again. Harder. I let out a gasp as he lifted me off the ground and carried me back to the bedroom as he threw me on the bed. And I couldn't help but feel thrilled.
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Donovan
RomanceWe were walking straight into a fire knowing that we were the fuel. But we didn't burn. There was destruction and sacrifice that came with our love, but also in the very end, there was a spark that ignited and danced throughout the sky until it...