This Is Us

Chapter 10

Chapter Ten

Peter had his arms around me, as I laid my head on his bare chest. I had my eyes closed still trying to collect myself. Then his breathing clears my mind and lets me think.

I wondered if I feel any different. I mean other than being a bit sore. I don't feel different. I'm still Lara Jean Song Covey.

But I know Peter and mine's relationship has changed, nothing bad but for the better. I feel closer to him already and I know we can beat the odds. I plan to keep the promise I told myself as he whispered his I love yous every time that I would fight for us. I'm not going to ever take us for granted.

I felt Peter's lips on my hair. He kisses me and smells my hair. He tilts my head to face him, "You okay?"

I scowl at him, "If you ask me that one more time, I am going to hurt you." I threaten him, my words are full of promise. He has asked me that so much that it's not sweet anymore but annoying.

He laughs, "Duly noted." Then he leans his head to kiss me softly. It was a nice sweet, short kiss. I know he's exhausted so I don't push it.

I had my hand on his chest. I watch his chest rise and fall and I could feel his finger tips making little circles at the lower side of my back. I'm normally ticklish but when he does it, it doesn't make me laugh at all. It's more intimate and i love it.

Then i feel my cheek warm as I started to remember... I giggle all of a sudden and hide myself into Peter's chest. Embarrassed.

He just smirks, "You're not thinking about dirty stuff are you, Covey?" He teases.

"No!" I squeaked.

"Liar," then he wraps his arms tightly so he'd hug me. He plants kiss in my head.

I sigh in content. I had no idea it would be this way, how incredible it feels like, before, during and after. I kiss on his chest lightly, happy that I can do it.

"I miss this," Peter says after a few seconds.

"Sex?" I gasped. I know about bis active sex life completely died out after he was with me, he said he was fine—

"No, get your head out of the gutter." he looks at me with judging eyes. Though he's amused by this but he acts disappointed at me. "I mean this," he tightens his hold on me again and kisses the top of my head.

I blush again, "Oh," he means laying together in bed, cuddling. We did that a lot when he'd come down to see, me. Of course he'd sleep next to me, and we'd wake up next to each other. I did miss those.

"Jesus, Covey. You're a perv." He teases me.

"Shut up!" I hide my face under the covers and move away from him.

"Where you going..." be demanded since I turned my back on him. He pulls me towards him, my back against his chest. "I just told you I missed cuddling with you and you move away from me." He touches his lips on my bare shoulder.

I pretend to stay mad but his kisses to my shoulders, to my neck and the way he brushed my hair off my neck making sure that his finger tips would just lightly touch the sensitive part of my neck is making me shivered, and a moan escapes my lips.

He chuckles, "I win, Covey." Hi whispers against my ear in a low sexy voice that is making my stomach tie in knots. Peter has never affected me this way before, I don't not like but it's different.

I roll my eyes not giving him the satisfaction of telling him he affects me that much.

He kisses the back of my neck, "I love you, Lara Jean."