The relationship between Rita and Peter seemed doomed, after all, she thought she was moving across the ocean forever just when she realized she loved him.
But did she really? A lot has happened since, find out how much on Ruled, where they make...
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My eyes open to the heavenly sensation of Peter's plump lips touching my left cheek. My skin crawls under the covers as his leg wraps around my waist and his big hand finds its place against my stomach , his finger tips tracing the ring of my belly button.
"Gorgeous?" He calls against my ear but I close back my eyes, falling into drowsiness.Peter doesn't like that. His lips slowly wander, placing quick kisses, along the sharp line of my jaw, still tasting my salty skin I bet. ''Wake up so I can love you.'' I smile, there's no way I can sleep further anyway, not after I feel his hand traveling up to the arc of my waist and his fingers carving themselves deeply into my flesh there.
Peter's mouth runs down further into my neck as I turn on my back, connecting the bruises proudly made by him some of these days with a trail of his tongue and then he comes for my mouth.
Slowly and without any rush his lips sightly touch mine and well...Peter is extremely of a good kisser. Every time we kiss, it feels like he is not afraid of doing something wrong, his confidence overflows into his gestures and I'm completely rendered to him.
I'm completely addicted to his affection for I'm madly in love with Peter.
"I love you" He whispers into my mouth and then stumbles back down snuggling into the crook of my neck, his cold nose tip tickling my skin. ''So much.'' I smile like a toddler upon being given candy to, and turn my body around so I can see how much he does, in his eyes.
But he isn't here, I'm alone and the sheets beside me are as empty as they're cold. Of a sudden so am I.
I'm receding back into the awful abyss I exited from, I'm dreaming of Peter again after two months of being free from the reins of my own subconscious and it is despairing, so much I can not breath. I need air.
I hear Eva and Lara Jean sleeping peacefully around me and I make sure not to make any abrupt noise as I jump down from my bed that feels now as soft as if it's made of nails.
''Where are you going?'' She asks rubbing her tired eyes and then glancing at the clock above the door. ''It's four in the morning!''
''I can't sleep. I'm just going to take a shower and clear up my thoughts'' I whisper and give her a reassuring smile that surely takes too much out of me.
''I'm going with you.'' She states and I rush to disagree and Lara Jean eventually drops the worry and gives into her own body's sleepiness as she falls back down into the comfort of the bed.
I've been staying over at Alec's quite often for the last couple weeks and so, it's only the third time I'm stepping foot inside the dorm's shower room.
There's nothing romantic going on, besides me just lingering my visitations till it's too late in the night or me just being to lazy to walk back to the dorms, even if sometimes we are badly tempted to give into our carnal desires. The attraction will obviously always linger but it's up to us if we chose to act on it or preserve the platonic friendship we both love so much.
