OLD VERSION: Amendable (Book 3 in the Original SOCIETY Series) ✔

❦Twenty-Nine❦

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You might think it's creepy when I say this... but I have been lying in bed for almost an hour now just watching Red sleep. 

Raising up on an elbow, I rested my head a bit on my shoulder, admiring the slow rise and fall of his back. With his head turned away, the sunlight peering through the window and revealed the different shades of red in his hair. It was pretty fascinating to stare at.

I couldn't help it when my hand rose, letting my fingertips barely graze along his spine. I think I've counted and memorized by now that Red had exactly three moles on his back; one on the back of his left shoulder, another on his right side, and then the last one directly in the middle of the small of his back. 

I think that one was my favorite. 

Red was just my favorite. 

My fingers grazed down his skin again, his body unmoved which indicated he was still in deep sleep. I tried not to shift around too much, just so he could stay asleep. It might sound corny, but... I really liked this moment. In fact, I never thought I'd have a moment like this where I'd enjoy waking up next to someone.

Red has been staying at my place for half a week. And let me tell you that I had a lot of making up to do during that time and it was worth every fucking minute. 

Trying to make it upstairs without tripping over my feet while in the middle of a makeout with Red was difficult, but we managed. I kept chuckling and cursing to myself between our desperate kisses when I'd knock myself into either the wall or the stairway. 

Red found less humor in it. I only say this because I'd never seen someone so fucking aggressive in my life. 

When we had reached the top of the stairs, he'd shoved me hard against the door of my room and I barely had a second to blink and register the heated look in those brown eyes prior to him grabbing the sides of my face and locking our mouths together. 

A growl escaped me, the thrill of where this was going tingling every part of my body. When I pulled back a bit, my face still held in his hands, I opened my eyes. Red grinned, looking my face over before muttering, "Gold is a good color on you." 

Lip curling, I felt my wolf vision focus even more on him before growling, "Yeah... but I think me on top of you is even better."

Normally, Red would have laughed---that uncomfortable laugh he'd get because of how shy he was with my blunt responses. But not this time. My words just seemed to set ablaze the spark in Red. He just nodded frantically. 

"Yeah..." he panted in between kisses, "Let's make that happen."

It was a side to Red that was... well... hot.

And between making out against the wall to finally getting behind my bedroom door was aggravating only because I couldn't get him out of his clothes fast enough. But, dammit, it was fucking worth it once I finally got him where I wanted.

The corner of my lip curled upward remembering the way Red pleaded that he couldn't take it anymore. How his fingers gripped the bedsheets while he couldn't control the panting cries and long moans.