Constantine's neighbor

Chapter 15

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Carter POV

What smells so good? Nuzzling my face farther into it I let out a happy sigh and take another sniff of the amazing smell.

Wait.. where am I? My room isn't dark blue. Why does my bed smell so good? Since when is my pillow so hard?

Peeling my eyes open I am meet with a hard chest. Crap, Constantine. Okay don't freak out, you just slept together. Well not like sleep sleep just like sleeping sleep. Gahhh that sounds bad too and it didn't even make sense. Okay just focus, this isn't that bad, right? I mean he's asleep and well I mean his abs definitely aren't bad to look at...

Taking a closer look the only thing I could think was abs. Holy fuck. Someone please let me lick his chest. Pleaseee?

Muffled laughter brings me out of my ab inflicted daze. Looking up I see Constantine shaking with the effort to control his laughter.

My cheeks flush red at having been caught ogling his chest.

"Shut up" I mutter while trying to get out of his arms.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to laugh" he says with a cheeky grin "but you don't get to leave" he pulls me back to his chest and presses what suspiciously feels like a kiss on my head.

"Besides," he says after a pause "I like you looking at me"

"I'm sure you do" I grumble.

I stop fighting and allow myself to relax into his arms. Whatever at least he's comfortable. Unconsciously I notice that my finger has automatically started drawing tiny circles over his heart.

Reaching over, Constantine tucks one of my unruly black strands of hair behind my ear "I really like waking up like this"

Tucking my face into his side I smile widely. "Me too"

A few moments went by and looking up I could see a look of sadness and contemplation across his face.

Not in my house. Well, his house but whatever it's mine for the moment. Tapping his cheek with my finger I run my thumb across his lip, the feel of his breathe blowing on it causing weird feelings in my stomach.
"What's wrong?"

"Carter.." he begins with hesitation, "please don't ignore me again. Baby I was so confused. I thought I did something wrong."

" I'm sorry, you didn't do anything wrong. I just had to- had to, well you see, ah hm I'm not sure what to say" guilt laced in my tone. Not only did I hurt him but I couldn't even tell him why either.

What could I tell him though? That my past wasn't something that could be fixed with a hug and a kiss? That I was all kinds of messed up, messed up more than anyone even knew? I was trying to protect him but staying away from him obviously didn't work. He was too stubborn, too sure of what he wanted.

"I know sweetheart it's okay you don't have to tell me everything right now, we have time"

See this? This wasn't normal! Not only did he think we would know each other for a long time but it's almost like he wants to. People don't pick me. I'm not the one who is someone's special person who gets picked above other people. I'm last. Last chosen, last helped.