Little Red

Chapter 33

Demitri's POV (cont.)

I launch forward in bed, panting. 

What the fuck?

I look around my bedroom, taking in the pink glow of dawn streaming through the large window.  

A small breath to my right makes me glance down, and my heart warms as I see Ara's sleeping figure.  I reach out and trail a finger down her smooth face with a smile.  I could wake up to this everyday.

However, the moment is shattered when I remember the strange dream that woke me.  Although it was just a dream, something felt very real about what I witnessed.  And even now, I have an ominous feeling lurking in my chest.  I attempt to shake it off for now, writing it off as the effect of my nightmare and the events of the previous night.  

My wolf disagrees, but I ignore him.  It's too early to think about anything.

A light touch on my arm causes me to look back down at my sleeping mate.  Deciding not to waste this moment, I lay back beside her and simply observe her in sleep.  She looks as beautiful as ever, and I curse myself for not sleeping beside her ever since she arrived.  

Yet another foolish mistake.

Her expression is peaceful, lulled by the soothing waves of sleep.  Her dark lashes rest against her high cheekbones, and from this close I can marvel at the light freckles on her nose.  They make her look so harmless, I could almost forget her skill with a blade.  

Feeling my dream creeping back into my brain, I block it out and study her face closer.  Her cheeks are rosy from a full night of rest, and her ruby lips look as tantalizing as ever.  I stop myself from leaning in and disturbing her.  Her black hair blends in with the pillow below her, creating a contrast with her pale face.  I long for a glimpse at her mesmerizing green eyes, brighter than emeralds & keeper to so many of her secrets.  I make it my new personal mission to reveal every single one.  

I want to know Ara.  To love her, hold her every night, & cherish her for all time.

Before I know it, I've drifted off to a peaceful sleep with emeralds and rubies dancing in my head. 

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Ara's POV

The feeling of something tickling my arm wakes me.

I open my eyes slowly to adjust to the light, and my heart runs a marathon in my chest when I see Demitri's face inches from mine.  

How did- what the?

An onslaught of memories from last night hit me one by one. 

Oh my gosh.  He's going to think I'm crazy!

"Good morning."  He says, his voice husky from a night of sleep.  

Those blue orbs shine like crystals in the morning sun.

It takes a moment for my surprise to go away.

"H-Hi."  I stutter, completely enraptured by the man laying next to me.  His pink, very kissable lips are turned up in a smirk as he watches the embarrassment cover my face.  His short, dark locks are messy from last night, and I barely stop myself from reaching over and carding my hand through them.  

"Sleep well?"  He asks cheekily, thoroughly enjoying my embarrassment. 

I nod, calling for more words in my vocabulary for a sensible reply.  They don't come to me.