Doctors Orders

try me

Vanessa

I wake up to the sun radiating through the closed blinds and onto my tired face. Slowly, I open my eyes and reminisce on the events that occurred last night.

Oh what a night it was.

Looking to my side, I can't help the small smile fill my face when I see Logan next to me.  Still fast asleep, his face is only a few inches away from mine.

Lightly, I begin to trace his jawline with my finger.  His face is so smooth and soft it should be a sin.  It's intoxicating and I can't help myself.  Lifting my hand a little higher, I trace his nose and parted lips. 

As I start tracing his hairline, I see his eyes fluttering open and a lazy smile appear on his lips .  Out of instinct, I jolt my hand away. Quickly, I mutter a 'sorry' under my breath and divert my eyes to the puffy white sheets between us.

Frowning, he opens his eyes enough for him to see me.

"Why did you stop?" he asks me sleepily, and then grabs my hand.  Bringing my hand to his lips, he places small kiss each and every one of my knuckles.  His lips linger a few seconds longer then necessary on the last one, sending tingles fly through my hand and fireworks to burst in my stomach.

The energy between us has changed completely.  As of overnight my whole perspective on our relationship has changed.  Yes, I'm still scared, but I'm think I'm finally realizing that taking this risk might be worth it.

Once he lets go, I run my hands through his messy soft hair and his smile reappears. The smile is contagious, and it only takes seconds until there is a dorky grin plastered on my face as well.

Man, why did I run away so many times?

Maybe because you're an idiot you cause chaos and destruction where ever you go with your daddy issues

Wow I love the self-love I have

I am taken away from my thoughts when I notice Logan staring at me with a lazy smirk.

"What?" I question him.

"Nothing," he mutters, "I'm just trying to figure out what your thinking about."

"Oh, I don't think you're going to get this one."

"Try me."

As he says this, he sits up and looks down as me with that goofy grin of his.  I feel a bubble form at the bottom of my throat, trying to suppress a laugh from coming out of my mouth. That bubble turned out to be no help when I burst out giggling at him.

"What's so funny?" he questions me, trying to contain his smile.

"I don't know," I respond truthfully, still giggling, "I guess your just a funny guy."

"Oh really?" he looks at me suspiciously, "I don't know if I can believe that."

I nod in response, "Are you kidding? You have a great sense of humor!"

"I don't think so."

He looks down at me with a mischievous grin plastered on his face.

"I mean," he continues, and inches closer to me, "would a 'funny guy' do this?"

Quickly, his arm wrap around my sides and tickle with.  Laughs erupt from my mouth as I kick and try to get out of his death grip.  Logan laughs as his hands tickle me up and down my entire body.

After a minute or two, thankfully, the tickles stop and I can breath again.  Once I am sure he has stopped for good, I collapse in to Logan's chest and close my eyes.