Falling For Her Nightmare

Chapter 31: Silent Goodbye

Angel

I woke up with sore muscles and feeling a little heady. My eyelids felt heavy. I opened my eyes when I felt the need to answer the call of nature. I gently untangled my limbs off Isaias', and I'm glad he didn't wake up, then got off the bed.

He had a nightmare last night, so he's catching up sleep. He probably went to bed late, since I fell asleep as soon as I snuggled against him. He had this power over me that made me feel relax and contented by his mere presence.

I gave him a glance and stared at his thin naturally pink lips that are slightly parted, seemingly inviting me for a kiss. His soft snores said the depth of his oblivion. His hair fell on his forehead, and I itch to brush those thick hair away from his forehead to give a full view of his gorgeous face, but I held myself.

His breathing is deep and relaxed; it seemed time stand still. All muscles relaxed, and the lines of worries and frown lines smoothed and virtually faded. He doesn't look a bit of a dangerous man, and apparently, I'm the only one who knew that other side of him. Oh well, other than his two friends, Vito and Gio.

I felt my lower belly tingled, and my bladder felt very full. I quickly pivoted towards the washroom and aimed for the toilet bowl, ignoring my sore muscles. My eyes mindlessly wandered around the washroom as I sat and emptied my bladder. My vagina felt slightly sore. After I had peed, I washed my hands. My gaze averted from the running water to the vanity mirror and smiled as my eyes met with my slightly flustered face.

Dropping my gaze down to the running water, I bend and splashed my face with warm water, then gurgled. As soon as I felt satisfied, I turned the water tap off. I straightened up and grabbed a towel. I dried my face, and then hang the towel on the hook, then walked out of the washroom.

My eyes wandered around the room, searching for my bag when I remembered I dropped it somewhere near the door.

Isaias is still sleeping, so I tiptoed out of the room, then made my way towards the living room.

I saw my purse lying on the floor, a few inches away from the door. I smiled. We were so caught up with our intentions that I didn't care where I dropped it. A smile broke out on my lips when I thought of the passion, Isaias and I shared last night. I couldn't believe how bold I was. I offered him my virginity, and he was so gentleman to gave me a chance to think about it. He didn't just jump right in, and pounce me. I had to beg him, and finally, he gave in.

I never felt regret. He was so gentle the whole time. It was beautiful.

I quickly picked my purse and rummaged through it for my phone. I smiled when I felt the small machine and pulled it out. As I made my way to the couch, my gaze dropped to the screen of the phone. I saw five missed calls from Tristan.

I quickly dropped my purse on the coffee table and plopped down on the couch. I unlocked the phone and dialed Tristan's number right away. I know he'll be mad once he found out that I slept in Isaias' hotel, but he'll never know.

My lips tugged up into an evil smile as I tapped on my phone.

I put the device close to my right ear and waited for him to pick it up. It rang twice, and his deep voice echoed through the speaker. "Rose?" he said. A familiar gentle tone he only uses to me.

"Hi!" I greeted enthusiastically. "I'm sorry, I overslept." I quickly apologized.

"Mom said you didn't come home last night?" Tristan interrogated without preamble. Guilt instantly washed over me, and I bit my inner cheek.

I forgot to text Zia.

"I'm sorry, Tristan. I was so tired last night, I fell asleep." It's a white lie. Indeed I was tired, but not what he was thinking, I hope. A twinge of guilt clamped down on my conscience as the lie left my lips.