His Beautiful Mess (Under Editing)

Part 35

Yale's P.o.V
Santa Faye's cold hands brushing over  mine brought me out of my thoughts. The rage and anger that was seeping through my veins dissipated as my eyes came to rest on her making me force a smile. Hell I had never been scared in my life as I was a few minutes ago and the thought of what would have happened if i hadn't reached her in time just wouldn't leave me. My hands reached up to cup her face, gently caressing her freckled face that I had come to love so much. She set the first aid box down, disposing of the cotton before meeting my eyes.

"Are you sure you are fine?" I asked for the millionth time looking at her still pale face.

She smiled a weak smile before solemnly nodding her head. I knew her well enough to know she wasn't but she was masking it up and trying to be brave but I could see right through her. I still couldn't come to terms with the fact that I had come this close to loosing her in less than twenty four hours of finally having her for myself. Last night had been so amazing and I still seemed surreal, she had willing come to me on her own and offered herself to me. And now as I sat here staring at her, I knew for sure how and what I felt for her. My feelings and emotions were as clear as day and I couldn't deny it anymore.

I was deeply and madly in love with her and I think i hadn't very always been but just didn't know it. I has kinda let the words "I love you" slip but in Italian and her asking me what i had said this morning meant she didn't hear me. I wanted to so badly confess to her properly but i was scared...scared that she would reject my feelings or wouldn't feel same for me. Some part of me knew she liked me but her feelings still weren't clear to me and even more so that jerk was still in the picture.

Sighing to myself, I pushed all those thoughts to the back of my mind as I pushed closer to her to engulf her in a hug, holding her close to me like she was going to dissappear the next minute. She encircled her arms around my waist relaxing into my hug and taking in deep breaths. My heart swelled up in love as I breathe in her scent of coconuts and vanilla which was so intoxicating. We stayed like that for a while in silence without her moving and thats when I realized she had fallen asleep.

Picking her up from where we sat on the couch, I carried her to the bed and laid her down, careful not to wake her up. She stirred for a moment, before going back to sleep again. I straighten up with my eyes glued to her face admiring her features, from those rosy lips of hers to her cute button nose that looked so much like that of our daughter's to her freckled face, my hands went to her hair to caress it still not believing she was all mine now. Well I hadn't asked her to be mine yet but she was and had always been and I was glad as hell that she hadn't done anything with that jerk. Reaching into my pocket I brought out the bracelet I had been carrying around for days now to stare at it. It had been my mother's favourite bracelet and I wanted to gift it to her as a sign of my love but I wanted to do it in a grand way....maybe even ask her to marry me...for real this time.

The thought had been floating around my head for sometime now but since she had told me nothing was ever going to happen between us I had let go of that idea. But things were different now.

Putting the ring back in my pocket, I got to my feet, took off her sandals and drew the covers over her sleeping body before placing a light kiss on those soft lips of hers. Santa Faye opened her eyes just as my lips were leaving hers to look at me, before I could speak, her hands had already encircled my neck pulling me down to claim my lips. I glady obeyed, kissing her with every single emotion running through me, hoping she would feel how i felt about her. What started out as just a simple kiss turned out into a full make out session with me ending up on the bed beside her. We broke apart to take some needed air with my head against hers....I could definitely get use to this. I thought to myself.