Stay

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After a short drive they arrived at the hotel, I had to admit Fletch's driving wasn't all that bad.
"Room booked under Fletcher." He said to the less than awake night staff. The woman behind the desk handed over a key before replacing her headphones.
"Well she likes her job." Laughing while dragging my bag to the lift before Fletch grabbed it off of me, noticing that I was struggling.
As we got to the room the tiredness finally hit me. He opened the door and I laid down feeling the ache leave my feet.
"Someone tired. Although I can't say I'm surprised." Looking over at me sprawled over my bed. I got up grabbing my pyjamas and heading for the bathroom. I decided I needed a shower to wash of the day. Once I was done I pulled my hair into a messy bun leaving the bathroom to find Fletch had already crawled into bed, reading some horror book.
"I didn't have you down as a reading type." Getting under the covers of my bed.
"Well I didn't have you down as a cute bunny jammies sort of girl either, guess we're both off." He chuckled, seeing me as not at work me.
"Tell anyone about this you die." I sarcastically glared at him.
"Now that's the Naylor we know and love." Quickly going back to look at his book. Did he just say that. It probably means nothing, just a saying. I turned over facing the wall.
"Night Fletch." Dozing off slightly.
"Night Naylor."

"No! No! Leave me alone. Please just stop!" I yelled out, thrashing around. I was suddenly back there, in that tiny room with HIM.
I felt hands on my shoulder.
"Get off of me! Let me go." Then I felt the hand move to my cheek.
"Jac it's me, Fletch. You are having a nightmare. Wake up."
My eyes shot open startled, then I felt the wave of panic rush over me once again.
"I can't breathe." I let out, hyperventilating.
"I've got you. You're safe." Pulling me into him, me settling to wrap my arms tightly round his waist. Somehow him just being there calms me. I notice that he's just wearing trousers and I'm laying on his bare torso. He's more toned than I would have imagined and his skin is so soft and warm.
"Stay, please. I don't want to be alone." I whispered.
He said nothing just laid beside me wrapping me up in his arms.

We both fell asleep like this, waking in the morning still in a close embrace. No other nightmares. More of a dream really. But the dream was reality. I woke before him and just watched him sleep for a while, he looked so peaceful. I closed my eyes just enjoying the moment. He must have woken in this time as I felt his lips against my cheek placing a fleeting kiss. I stirred slightly enjoying the feeling, fluttering my eyes open. Before I knew what I was doing I placed my lips on his, surprised when he responded almost instantly.

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