The Billionaires Match

61.The Beginning.

Bryan's POV.

I didn't sleep.

I didn't work either, all through the night all my mind wanted to entertain was why she was crying and how I could make her never cry again.

I remember the first time I ever saw her cry, it was the night after the party when I brought Raquel home. I was the cause.

And it pissed me off, Ive always made her cry. Ever since I knew her and now it's even more bitter to know that I'm one of the causes of this situation.

But I want to fix it.

I don't want to bring tears to her any more, I don't want to see those dark brown eyes cry any more, I don't want to see her Chin quiver when she feels bad. Don't want to see her eyes red, don't want to see her lips twitch at the slightest movement when she is about to yell.

I want to be the one to bring her happiness, want to Make her smile both inside and out. I wanna see those deep dark turn slightly lighter in color like they always do when she's excited. Want to see her whisper the funny things under her breath when she sees something that excites her. Want her to smile showing her full set of teeth. I wanted to know if she still loved apples like she used to. Or does her taste buds prefer another taste now?.

I wanted to make her mine.

I watched her come to the Windows, dressed in a robe and my heart beat picked up again. Just like it did at the beach whenever she looked my direction. I used to discard those feelings but now I welcome them. They are not new to me any more.

She noticed me watching and then she immediately closed the blinds. This put a smile on my face.

It was currently one thirty am and I noticed she opened the blinds again to watch the stars before she went to sleep. She liked the stars.

I got out my binoculars to watch her closely, monitor her breathing, I had to do thus just to make sure she is okay with the new surroundings. I still don't know why she cried at first but I'd do anything to make sure it didn't happen again.

A few hours passed and I noticed she started to fumble around in the blankets, I took out the binoculars and she had started sweating.

I found myself running to her, feet slamming hard on the floor, my heart beat accelerateing. Why? Because she needs me.

***

Margarets POV.

Two steady arms held me in place. They were huge they were strong yet comforting. They held me like they didn't want to hold no other.

I opened my eyes and looked up. They belonged to him.

He was asleep.i gasped as soon as I caught sight of him and my eyes widened as I tried to retrace whatever happened
But all I remembered was nothing. So why was he here? Like this, together,legs tangled, his arms around me, my arm on his chest and now they moved according to their own will towards his face but then they froze and I just let them hover across his face for as long as I didn't even know.

What shocked me was when he opened his eyes. His eyes took me in, the way they stared at me with such kindness and determination. They promised something new, something beautiful.

He then took my hand and put it in his face and let out a deep grunt and held them in place.he then returned to his sleep and so did I.

***

I woke up to food and a note my side, the food was on a table next to the bed. I looked around and remembered what happened, his arms around me, me tracing his face and he letting me to.