The Way He Loved Me

Part 10

*******Still Tyler's POV*******

'Allie is a tough girl Tyler.. She will be fine if you leave her for a few hours... Come on. Tyler, you've come this far... Please. Leave her room. GOD DAMMIT TYLER, YOU CAN LIVE WITHOUT HER FOR THREE HOURS. COME ON!'

This was my train of thought all morning. I had to go get some things prepared for Allie, but my heart was winning in it's battle with my brain. All I had to do was tell Allie that I'd be back, or even wait for her to go back to sleep... But I just couldn't figure out what had come over me...

*****Allie's POV*****

It felt like forever before I finally fell asleep, but my dreams were interrupted by the feeling of emptiness. I couldn't feel the comforting tingle of Tyler's hand on mine. I couldn't smell the delicious scent of his body. I couldn't hear his heart beating so close to mine. I missed him with such deep passion like I had never felt before. He had no reason of leaving, and I couldn't stand his absense, but my sleep deepened as I thought about him, and I passed the time away with images of Tyler's lips on mine.

When I finally woke up again, Tyler was holding my hand, and he even had his lips on my fingers. They were lightly tracing my fingers, and with every breath and movement, I got another goose-bump. He was gently kissing my hands, and when I opened my eyes he didn't budge. I thought I saw a hint of something I had never seen before in his eyes, but it was gone as soon as it had arrived, and even though Tyler didn't move, he stopped tracing his lips along the outlines of my fingers.

"Hey you." He flashed his gorgeous smile at me, "You've been asleep for almost four hours. Are you up for a little game?"

What was I going to say. No? I felt fine, and I always loved playing games with Tyler. "Alright. I'll play a little game with you."

"Oooh. Bad answer." and he giggled. Just like a little girl. I swear. "Ok. So, there are a few rules.

First rule is, No objecting to any of the rules.

The second rule is, I go first.

The third rule is, you have to be honest.

Got it? Good."

I have to admit that I was a little curious at whatever game we were about to play. He had a twinkle in his eye, and I knew that this would be something that would end up in his favor, but I still wanted to know what the heck was so darn interesting.

"Ok. Close your eyes."

I did.

"Now imagine a box."

"Ok."

"What color is the bottom of the box?"

"Brown. No wait. Black."

"OK. Good." I heard some scratching, and I knew he was sketching. "What color is the cat in the room."

"Uh.. It's not a cat. It's a zebra." we both laughed at that one.

"HA HA GOOD. Zebra huh? Okay, next. what color are the sides of the box?"

I wanted to say green, but I was trying to make a safari now. "Purple? no wait. Blue."

I could hear him smiling, if that makes sence. He laughed under his breath, and he smiled at me. I almost opened my eyes, but he interrupted me with, "Okay. NOW, last question. What size is the bed?"

I didn't know how to answer. I opened my eyes and brushed the little strands of hair out of my face. "Why on earth would you need to know that??" Deep down inside I was hoping that he was extending a little offer to me, but I knew that wasn't the case.