After Paradise: Book Two • jb

Chapter 8

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"Babe," I whispered in Diana's ear, not hearing a single sound come from her afterwards. I put my arm around her slightly bit tighter, pulling her as close to me as possible. "Are you listening? Wake up, babydoll."

"Go away," she muttered back and two seconds later I felt a fluffy pillow hit my face, quite harshly. I laughed at the fact that she'd just thrown a pillow at me, for trying to wake her up even though it was pretty late.

"How are you still tired?" I chuckled, "It's twelve am. Come on, get up girl. I'm bored."

I heard her whine, pretty much in her sleep as she suddenly went back to being unconscious again. Without thinking of the consequences of pissing her off, I quickly stood up and grabbed the duvet along with me; moving it towards the exit of the room. It slowly got dragged of off her body and the less it was covering her, the more motivated I was to pull it off completely.

God, that is one hell of a body.

"Diana," I dragged out on her name, teasing her as a smirk grew on my face. There was no doubt she was hating this. If there was anything I knew about that lady of mine, it was that she was not a morning person. I wasn't necessarily one either but considering we went to sleep pretty early and the timing was coming up to quite late, it wasn't that weird that I couldn't sleep anymore. It seemed like Diana could sleep for forever, honestly.

"You better shut the fuck up and go and bother someone else," an empty threat was suddenly heard from her mouth which made me laugh hysterically. 

Two seconds later, the movement from the bed was quick. I barely got the time to think as I saw her body move from the corner of my eyes and only a moment later another fluffy pillow hit me, this time slightly bit harder. 

"Oh no, you didn't," My eyes turned a shade darker as I accepted her silent challenge. If there was anyone you shouldn't start a pillow fight with, it was me. I am the king. 

I quickly grabbed a pillow and attacked her. I heard her squeal loudly once my pillow came in touch with her body, hitting a perfect spot for her to lose balance for a second. She jumped up on the unmade bed and I followed her immediately, making the bed even messier than before.

I heard small laughs escape her mouth as she continued to try and protect herself with her pillow before she grabbed a second one. Without a doubt, she started throwing her pillows at me with no justice and like there was no tomorrow. 

Once I felt like she was getting overly good at this, I pretended as if I got shot and laid down with my hands surrounded in the air. "Have mercy, young lady," I faked a painful groan and fell to my knees in front of her.

I hadn't realized that the entire room had been filled with feathers, some were still falling silently around us towards the floor. 

Once again took Diana's beautiful laughter over the room, making my entire body calm down instantly. The effect she had on me was almost scary, the way she could relax me without saying anything. By just laughing, my entire world stopped. I wondered if she felt the same about me. 

"Wow," I suddenly heard her say. I looked up to see her staring at her surroundings, staring at the feathers that still hadn't reached the bottom. "It looks like in a movie."

I wanted to look as well. See what she meant but her beautiful features, her natural none-makeup features, were too beautiful to miss out a single second on. I tried to look away, I really did, but she had me caught in every way she moved.