Nightmare

Chapter Twenty-Six

Zacky

When I opened my eyes I was vaguely aware of a dull ache in my head. I had a small hangover from the two bottles of Tequila Matt and I consumed the night before.

The night before, oh man, did it turn out great. The faint snoring reminded me of last night.

Next to me in bed, curled into a tight little ball of dark hair and entwined limbs was Desiree. She was pressed against my side softly snoring away, a lose strand of hair rising and falling with her breath.

God she looked angelic while she slept. She was so peaceful, a slight smile on her beautiful lips.

Thank god she finally forgave me. There were no words to explain the relief I felt with her finally forgiving me. But nothing could compare to the kisses we shared last night. Fuck me they were amazing. I had imagined would kissing her could be like when she wasn't talking to me, but my imagination was nothing compared to the real thing. Damn her body was soft in all the right places.

Her kisses were sweeter than candy. I grinned at the ceiling, I was blessed she was here with me.

I know she was a little annoyed I didn't sleep with her last night. I was a little annoyed too to be truthful, but it didn't seem right. I meant every word I said when I told her I wanted it to be special. It needed to be.  I had to make up for the awful way our relationship had started.

Desiree deserved more than drunken sex, besides there would be plenty of time for that later. Right now I needed to woo her. Knock her off of her feet with all the romantic stops.

I had big shoes to fill. It was painfully obvious she really loved Jimmy. She still held onto his memory. I couldn't blame her, I did too. He was my best friend. He was a great guy. But truthfully he wasn't always the best of boyfriends. Especially when we were younger, so I had to show her I was different, I am different, and things between her and I would be different.

I can't deny the fact a part of me feels guilt, of all the girls on the planet, I had to fall for his girl. But in reality he let her go. Jimmy obviously didn't see her the way I do, and he let her go. Then the bastard went on to die and break all of our hearts. I could mend hers and I was positive she could mend mine.

Desiree wiggled a little groaning and smacking her lips.

"Fuck it is bright" She snapped sitting up glancing around noticing me smiling at her.

"Good morning beautiful" I grinned at her.

"Morning" She mumbled stretching with a yawn. "Been up long?"

"Nah, a few minutes." I laughed watching her try to fix her hair and rearrange her clothes that had creeped up exposing her stomach. "You hungry?"

"A little." Dezzy nodded throwing the blankets from her legs "You feel okay?"

"Yeah I feel fine" I muttered confused "Why?"

"Oh I just figured you would have a massive hangover" Dez giggled "Maybe a sore throat from all the singing."

"I'm fine." I laughed "Let's go down stairs and get some breakfast shall we?"

"Shower first." Dez snapped stomping over to her suitcase.

"Yeah, I need one too." I agreed standing and stretching. "I'm gonna head to my room be back in thirty?"

"Sounds decent to me." Dez smiled grabbing some clothes and her toiletries.

I walked to her and wrapped an arm around her waist pulling her to my body "Okay baby, I'll see you shortly" I muttered leaning in and kissing her lips softly.