Mr.SexyFreak

Ch.17 "Where Are You?"

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Samantha's POV

In my dream, I was asleep.
No shit.
But yea, I was.
There was this bed, really comfortable by the way, and I was lying on it.
I felt blankets being put on top of me and then my shoes were off.

Someone took my shoes off.

I wanted to open my eyes but I couldn't.

They were shut.

I was half-conscious, or maybe even less.

But I couldn't open my eyes.

Not even when a hand grazed my head.

I tried again, but no luck.

Then what felt like a finger touched my forehead, then traveled south. To the bridge of my nose, to my cheek, lips where they lingered for a second, to my chin and down my neck.

Then they stopped.

I opened my eyes. Darkness was all around me. I couldn't see anything.

Was I at home?

I couldn't remember anything that happened.

The cab guy, he brought me home didn't he?

Or did he not...

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Reid's POV

My phone vibrated from the night stand at my side.
I picked it up, hoping that the sound didn't woke Samantha.
She didn't. She was still sound asleep in the bed.

"Hey butthead," I heard on the phone and my jaw tightened.

"I hate your nicknames."

She laughed.

"I know, that's why you deserve them," she replied.

I sighed, watching the girl who would become my everything in a while breathe peacefully.
Her chest went up and down and up and down and it was a beautiful thing to see.

"Are you with her?" Gissell asked.

"How could I not be?" I told her, my eyes still fixed on Samantha.

I heard her snort. "I bet you look like a pure stalker. Dude when will you understand that watching a girl sleep isn't going to make her fall for you? You're gonna freaking scare her."

I frowned. "You think so?"

"Are you stupid? No wait, you are, sorry." She snickered.

"Okay, we have something more important to talk about." I reply.

I heard her say 'Now that's a first' and rolled my eyes.

"Did you do what I asked you to?" I asked.

"Yeah, and you won't believe what I found out. They're getting new drugs, some sort of more advanced ones, I don't even know. We need Robertube to investigate. We can't let them get those drugs, if they do they'll be able to go over us."

Gissell is my wise caller. The second in command after me, of course. She's the person I count on the most. The one who knows me the most.

And she is a pain in the ass.

We have to get those drugs before them. Call Robert and tell him he has work tomorrow at first hour.

Sure. And stop gawking at her when shes sleeping, alright?