Bad Boy Shivers

Chapter 4

Regan’s P.O.V

I shifted slightly under the weight of something. I noticed something was holding me in place around my waist. My eyes snapped open and I saw it was an arm. My eyes following the arm and found a body and then a face. The person lying next to me was peacefully sleeping with an innocent look on their face. That really surprised me.

How could Blake look innocent? I carefully untangled my legs from his and slowly moved his arm away. I glanced back at Blake to see him still innocently and peacefully asleep. I carefully climbed out of bed and grabbed my sketchbook and some pencils. Slowly and quietly I slid back into bed.

I didn’t want to sound like a stalker but man, Blake looked so different when he was asleep, so quiet and innocent. Taking this into note I drew a rough outline of his face and where is facial features would belong. Making sure I got the right proportions. Then I drew a slightly darker and more detailed outline. After that I drew all the fine little details and shading. I was quite proud of drawing once it was finished. It was the most detailed picture of a human face I had ever sketched.

I had been able to see the little details on his face because it wasn’t just a photo but it was a real person. I wrote his name at the top left corner of the page and then signed the bottom right. I looked back the picture one more time and then up to Blake’s face. When I looked up at Blake again I noticed his eyes fluttering open. I quickly skimmed to one of my older sketches pretending to touch it up so that Blake wouldn’t realize I had been sketching him.

When his eyes fully adjusted to the light he spoke to me asking what I was doing. His voice was so... There was no other way to put it then sexy. His morning groggy voice sounded so sexy. I ignored that and said that I was just touching up on some of my older sketches. He suddenly sounded interesting.

“I didn’t know you drew” He said sounding genuinely interested. I nodded.

“Only sometimes, when I feel creative, mostly faces or flowers” I said smiling. I really like sketching, it just can let your emotions pour on to the page. Your creativity and emotions can just let go and just lose sense to anything else, just concentrating on your object you are drawing and your pencil and page.

“Can I have a look?” He asked. I paused thinking about it, I have never really thought about showing someone my sketches before. I mean, I don’t secretly hide them or anything, my parents, Chloe and Dexter have seen them all but no one has really ever asked to see them before. I shrugged my shoulders.

“I suppose but I’ll just show you my favorites” I said, trying not to sound too protective over them. I didn’t want him to see the drawing of him. He would probably think I was a stalker or something.

I showed him a couple sketches of roses I had done a while ago. Then I showed him one of a girl holding a camera and one of a girl smoking. Then I snapped the book shut afraid that he would turn the page over and see the drawing of him.

“Well, I’m going to get some breakfast” I said while shoving my sketch pad into my bag. He nodded and said he would be out in a minute. For breakfast Blake, Hunter and I just had some muesli, which might I add was dry and disgusting. Then I had to get changed to go down to the river.

I slipped into my Bikini. It was white and had a small tie at the front. The bottom has little ties on the sides. I slipped my cover up on over top and grabbed a jersey in case I needed it. Stepping out of the tent I went and sat down around the campfire waiting for the others to be ready.

Once everyone was finally ready we walked down to the river. I seemed to be very clumsy today. I am usually always clumsy but not this clumsy. I mean on the walk there I nearly tripped over nothing like three times. Talk about embarrassing.