A Player, A Bet and The Badass Nerd

Untold Secrets

Bree's P.O.V

Something caressed my face gently and I opened my eyes reluctantly. I blinked a couple times until the room came into focus and released a tired yawn.

"Sorry," Ian said softly. "Did I wake you?"

I nodded and he sighed.

"Piece of your hair of your hair fell onto you face. You looked uncomfortable so I moved it."

"That's okay," I smiled.

He was staring at me intently, even when I stared back he didn't look away. I closed my eyes trying to calm the nervousness that began to rise in me. I took some deep inconspicuous breaths and open up my eyes but he was still staring. His gaze roamed my face and I wondered how long he intended to keep it up. What was so interesting about my face right now? For sure I couldn't be much to look at right now.

My head must look like a rat's nest and I probably had drool on my face and sleep in my eyes. My family made it no secret that I had a terrible morning face which I was well aware. I wasn't one of those girls who were delusional enough to think I was beautiful all the time. Hell that sort of stuff didn't matter to me. I was Bree all day every day and if you didn't like it you could kiss my ass. Simple. But for some reason his gaze made me feel uncomfortable, oddly subconscious.

"What?" I asked a little breathless. Hopefully he would think I sounded sleepy.

"You're so beautiful," he sighed causing me to sit up quickly.

Liar! My stomach did a little backflip and I sat up quickly as heat rose to my face. I felt a little dizzy from the sudden movement but let me tell you it was worth it. I shook out my hair so that it shielded my face like a curtain. I didn't want him to know the affect he had on me and I scolded my heart as it began to flutter.

Stupid traitorous heartbeats! Calm the hell down!

What was with him and all of these subtle romantic gestures all of a sudden. The jackass had me super confused. He must know that that's the sort of thing that got you kissed right. Hell that was worthy of an abrupt panty dropping. The way he said it and the look in his eyes. I shivered involuntarily and my hands shook as other places on my body heated up.

Chill your whoramones Bree! There will be no hanky panky this morning. Scratch that! Evvvvvveeeeerrrrrr!

Well maybe a little.

Urgh!

I went over a mental checklist of why it would be bad to get intimate with Ian right now. For one I was sure I had killer morning breath and even if I didn't, kissing Ian was still a bad idea. I was still confused over last night when he asked me about being his girlfriend though it sounded more hypothetical than anything else. Now he was staring at me like...I didn't even want to put a meaning behind it. I just wanted him to stop. I buried my head in my hands and shook him head slightly to discard the unnecessary thoughts.

"Are you alright?" he asked sincerely rubbing my arm gently. I shivered from his touched and he became a little frantic. "Bree?" he asked panicky. "What's wrong? Are you sick?"

"I'm fine," I said softly. "Just leave me be for a bit okay?"

"Okay," he said hesitantly as his hand slowly slide away leaving a trail of goosebumps.

I shivered again and his hand swiftly swept the hair away from my face as he eyed me wearily.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

I smiled at him reassuringly willing the heat not to rise to my face a second time. He didn't look convinced until I chuckled softly.

"You're such a worrywart grandpa," I teased.