Morining comes and doesn't bring a rude awakening. I love the feeling of Jeremy's arms around me. It makes me feel like I am normal. I feel him stir and he pulls me closer.
"Morning," I hear him whisper huskily in my ear. I feel the shivers go down my spine.
"Good morning," I squeak out.
"So how did you sleep?"
"Amazing, you?"
"Great. You wanna know something?"
"Sure unless it's gross, or dirty."
"Ha ha, but this is actually the first time I've slept over at a girls place."
"Really?" I look at him with a doubtful expression.
"Seriously."
"You are 20..."
"19."
"Wait what?"
"I'll be next month."
"Great I slept with a younger guy." We both broke out laughing.
"One month, not that big a deal." We both are trying to stop.
"Anyways, back on subject. You have never slept over at a girls place?"
"Yeah. Why have you?"
"At a girl's house, hell yeah alot," I have a smart ass look on my face.
"Don't be such a smart ass, you know what I mean."
"Yeah like twice, but nothing except sleep happened. In case you were wondering."
"Ok, I was."
We both are smiling like idiots, the I ruin the moment by going to the bathroom. When I return there he is looking sexy as hell in just his jeans. It's almost spring and it's cold but there is no snow on the ground. The look of his body could make it summer.
"You like what you see?" I hear him say, being drawn out of my trance like stare.
"How did you know I was staring, you weren't even facing me?"
"Reflective surfaces."
"Course..."
"And, I felt eyes on me and your the only person here."
"Ok and to asnwer your question, yes." I stood next to him leaning against the island in the kitchen.
"So, breakfast?"
"You want coffee?" My face answers his question: yes.
I go throw some cute sweats on then head to find Jeremy.
"Ready?" I ask when I find him.
He grabs my hand leads me to the elevator. I tell him to meat me so I can put my security system up. I turn on the camera where I can remotely watch from my phone and the front door has a motion sensor. From my phone I can pull the cap off of a knock out gas. It lasts for 2 days unless given antidote.
Once I pull the trigger the system is activated.
"You good?"
"Oh yeah, security." I explain.
He grabs hold of my hand and it feels like he won't let go; not that I'd want him to. The smile on my face os something that I am not afaid to show. Usually I have to show my emotion, afaid that they would betray my intetions. Here, I don't have that problem.
When we reach the place we get coffee and danishes then head back to my place. I remotely turn off the security. When he gets into my apartment I can't help but look at him. I let go of his hand and watch him put the stuff in the kitchen. I head towards him trying not to stare; it's so hard. I look at his ass then look away. Why the hell, did you do that?! I scold myself mentally. My heart begins to race when I feel his hand brush across me.
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A Killers Heart Stolen
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