Better Than Dreams [Under editing]

Chapter 13- The Letter

Chapter 13- The Letter

"Wh-what?" My voice was raspy and my throat became dry. My heart was still racing and time seemed to stop.

"I meant, can we sleep in the same room together?" He scratched the back of his head and his cheeks were tinged with pink. He gave a goofy grin and I can't help by giggle. Seeing Seth blush is cute.

"Er- sure" I tried to calm my racing heart.

"Great. Do you want to sleep here or in my room?" Seth seemed embarrassed asking me to sleep with him. It’s nice to see I'm not the only one with lack of composure once in a while.

"Here is fine" I'm afraid I would lose all my self-control if we even step in his room.

"Do you want me to sleep on the couch?" He asked politely but there's one little problem, there's no couch in the room. Seth seemed to notice the lack of furniture so he showed his pearly white teeth as if to convince me to ask him to sleep on the bed.

"Do you want to sleep on the bed?" I offered and he nodded his head and we went under the covers. An hour later, I couldn't sleep, while Seth slept like a baby, how do I know that? I was staring at his face for the past hour, he was really here.

Why do I feel so happy whenever he's around? Why do I feel so sad whenever I don't see him? Why do I feel irritated whenever a new prospect pops up? Why do I feel at home with his family? Why do I feel dragons in my stomach whenever he puts on his flirty side? Why am I so nervous whenever I do something for him? God! Help! I wanted to scream.

Do I actually like him? Is it possible to like a person this fast? Or is this infatuation? Or maybe lust? We spent so much time together, the only time we're apart is when I'm at work. Its only now that I notice that, I mentally face palmed myself. Do I actually like the playboy? No, it can't be. I promised myself, no I made an oath not to fall for a playboy, or to even engage in a long distance relationship. This can't be happening.

I looked at Seth's face once again, strands of hair covered it and his chiseled lips were a sight to see. I can't help but nibble on my lower lip to stop myself from taking my thoughts further. Why am I thinking this way? How can I let a person take over my feelings so fast? I can't and I won't.

With that thought, I let myself go and relax. This is just one night. It’s all over tomorrow. I drifted off to dreamland.

I felt something bright cover my eyes and I can't help but wince. Can someone please turn off the damn lights? I opened my eyes and the brought light of the sun greeted me. I let out a growl and stood up to close the curtains, how can I even forget to close them? Wait, this does not look like my curtain.

I looked around and saw the room, it was big, no, spacey. The bed sat in the middle of the room and a night stand beside it. That was it, no drawers or cabinets. There were two doors on one side of the room and I walked towards it. First door I opened revealed the bathroom, marble tops faced a gigantic mirror. I looked around as saw a shower, it was huge, I have got to stop saying that. Then there was a white egg shaped bath tub, now that is cute.

I got out of the bathroom and opened the next door, I saw a step in closet. It was empty but it looked like someone had things in here. I opened one of the drawers, it was empty, I opened five more, still empty. What am I looking for? It’s not like I'm going to find something. I opened the closet and saw some hangers, I looked at the very bottom of the closet and saw a safe. Why is there a safe? Should I?

I crouched down and pulled on the lever, nothing. I gave it a tug once again and it opened. Why am I so nosy? Close it. I screamed at myself, this isn't my house. Close the damn safe! With that thought, I slammed the safe door close and I felt something land on my head.