Infatuated With You (Guns N' Roses - Duff McKagan)

Chapter Twenty One

Shelia's POV:

"Babe, are you awake?" I hear. I was feeling quite groggy this time, I was buggered.

Slowly opening my eyes, I raise my head and notice that I was in fact laying on top of Duff. My head had been rested on his chest. It was a little surprising, considering I hadn't once overheated or felt uncomfortable.

"Yeah, I guess." I mumbled.

Taking a deep breath, I ended up yawning half way through it before reaching up and gently touching my cheek that Axl had hit only the day before. It was incredibly hot to touch and very sore. I really hoped that Axl had a bruise just as bad as mine, I hoped he was just as swollen. I know it was petty, I know it was fucking nasty, but he deserved it.

I liked Axl, don't get me wrong. But I was very annoyed at him. I still had some sort of respect towards him, but it wasn't a whole lot. Not after how he had been treating everybody and how he attacked Duff out of the blue like he had. He took his anger out on everyone for no damn reason, I hated that. He got physical for no reason, he had no reason to do it. By him hitting Duff and of course myself, it was wrong. But who was I to talk? I was just as bad, I hit him back. I didn't set a good example, that's for sure.

"Morning." I murmured, realising I hadn't said it.

Duff gave me a sweet smile. "Morning babe."

Noticing Duff's chest was bare, I ran my fingertips along his skin, causing him to shiver. Just seeing his chest reminded me of our shower, it reminded me of being able to look at Duff in all of his glory. It was a magnificent sight, I was quite glad it had been burned into my mind. Smiling to myself, I lowered my head and kissed his chest.

"Whatcha thinking?" Duff asked.

"Nothing really, just thinking of how good you look in the nude." I answered, looking up to meet his stunning eyes.

Duff smirked, he looked pretty proud that's for sure. "I could say the same about you." He reached forward and cupped my cheek. Not my sore one, thank god for that. "How's it feeling?" He questioned, clearly talking about my cheek.

"Very sore." I answered. "Also very hot to touch."

"Want me to kiss it better?" His voice was teasing.

"I appreciate the offer, but somehow I don't think you can kiss this better." I slowly rolled off of Duff, going to get out of bed. I was buggered, but I couldn't sleep all day, I'd end up feeling worse.

"Where do you think you're going?" Duff chuckled.

Before I knew it, Duff had me straddling his lap whilst he sat upright, his back resting against the wall. "What are you doing Duff?" I bit my lip, noticing the position we were in.

"What do you mean? I ain't doing anything." Duff smirked, gripping tight on the outside of my thighs.

"Duff." I half groaned, half giggled.

Duff let go of one of my thighs and reached to grab my hand. When he did, he brought it up to his lips and kissed it. This action had me in awe, gosh he seemed to know how to get to my heart.

"You still look as beautiful as ever." Duff murmured, his brown eyes scoping my face.

"Nah." I denied. "I look like an old hag with a blue berry stuck to her face." I replied, staring back at Duff.

"Bullshit! Don't ever let anyone or yourself think differ. Shelia, you are fucking beautiful." He was speaking stern at the start, but at the end, his tone was quite sweet.

Leaning in, I snagged my hand back from his grip and rested both hands upon his chest. My face was only inches from his, I couldn't help but to look into his gorgeous brown eyes. "Duff, why are you so sweet to me?" I asked.