Sweet Temptations

Chapter 15

CHRISTINA'S POV

Relaxing in this soft bed made of the finest fluffiest material in the world is like laying in the clouds of heaven. Not that I once died and resurrected. It just smells so nice that parting with it makes you loose the sense of smell and all the other senses as well. It tickles your nose but when you inhaled it, it touches your soul. Hmm...This blanket that made this bed probably has more thread count than what I got in my twitter account. Surely, this is far from the ones I bought from last year's last minute Christmas sale of how it covers me. It hugs you so tight that you just felt safe and warm and secure in that place—Wait. What!!

Beds never cuddle people to sleep!

Reality struck me that I'm in someone's arms. Who, owner of said arms, is breathing softly and evenly down my neck. Then, like a coil in burners, these arms are like heat insulators caging me from the room's cold temperature.

Holy Baby Pancakes!

I felt my cheeks burn from realising that this has to be Blake's arms wrapped all over me. How? First, the smell which penetrated the entrance of my respiratory tract was a dead giveaway. Thank goodness I got it back. Second, his minty breathe has that effect on me. How he has minty breathe in the mornings? I didn't know that was possible. Third, only in his arms I felt the meaning of being safe and sound.

My early morning internal monologue must have disturbed his inner peace since he groaned and tighten his hold on me. Remaining still, I let my mind unriddle the mystery of how we got in this compromising position.

Flashback

He's got to be kidding me! His bed! I'm sleeping with him. On. His. Bed.

"As a gentleman you should take the couch," saying to him in demand. Hands on my lips, standing firm.

"Nope." he said shaking his head and smirked at my displeasure. He raised an eyebrow at me, challenging me to say something in my corner.

The nerve.

"You can't be serious! I can't sleep with you! I mean, sleep with you together in your bed!"  I said in exasperation.

Blake chuckled as he picked up the pillows on the headboard of the bed.
Seeing amusement glinting in his eye. He throws the pillow at me and I caught it before I got smacked by it.

"There's only one bed, my sweet. Besides, didn't we sleep together before?" he said in reason.

Blooming in a rosy color, I recalled the night when I met him in the club. He was supposed to drive me home. But my half-witted ass got drunk and passed out before he could ask my address. Nothing happened that night. I was sure of it. I woke up hangover still from last night's dress.

"Thought so. And if you can still remember, I promised you no funny business. So, I'm all gentleman
to you," he pointed out.

Throwing the covers on one side, on his left, and tuck himself in and pats the side beside him. Smiling like he had won this round. Oh yeah? An idea pops in my mind and I began to moved closer. I slowly got on the bed, then placed the pillow I'm holding at the center. Making a borderline between his territory to my territory. Dusting it slightly on the top at the same time smirking at him with my plan.

Rolling his blue annoyed eyes at my actions he turned on his side and said a silent goodnight. I gathered myself and tuck inside the covers. Feeling the sides of the pillow that blocked me from his broad back. Eyes on the ceiling, I take in the recent events that turned my life in such a drama.

"Blake? Are you still awake?"

A grunt let me know that he's still up. Taking this as my cue, I freed my curiosity and began to asked him my inner thoughts.

"Earlier, you mentioned that I'm like a breathe of fresh air for you. What do you mean by that?" I asked him.

He was silent after how many minutes that passed my question. I pursued my lips believing that maybe he was asleep now and doesn't want to answer my question. The room was quite. Not a noise can be heard except for our soft breathings. I let my eyes close from staring at the ceiling.

"You are," he said before I felt him moved on his back. "I was raised to become the only heir of the Empire. Now, with my hardwork I handled one of America's largest Shipping company and everyone wants to be on my side. Women throw themselves at me and it became a norm to date those women but they never last. All they wanted was my money. Yet, meeting you was different because you never saw me as that man. You treated me like a normal person and I'm thankful for it."

He was now facing me and I was staring at his striking blue eyes. I was speechless from what he just told me. That he has opened up to me. That he was honest of his ways. This is just another layer I have broken down from the mask he always wear for everyone to see. I know there will be so much more layers to uncover, but this is just a step closer to me getting to know him. The real Blake Stanford.

"So, any more late night questions?"

End of Flashback

Blake was happy to answer all of my questions. From his favourite color,  which I know now is Black to how many places he has been in the world. He answered them all. He also asked me about my passion in baking and he learned that I started it with Remy. We got to know that we're both a fan of the movie John Wick—I know it's gruesome, but Keannu Reeves is just a very good actor plus a kind hottie on set too. We had a good laugh about who has the craziest car name and lastly, a challenge to whoever sleep first will get a consequence.

In between those questioning and answering, it might have passed our mind that the pillow border is hinged to separate us. In my exhausted observation, I forgot to see if he has fallen asleep first or I did. 

"I win," his morning voice just replied to my question.

I huffed, "I want a rematch."

The peaceful bedroom was swallowed by his laughter. His body was shaking that I can feel through my own for he is hugging me from behind.

"As much as I'd like to sleep beside you again, No rematch. Now, for your consequence," he started and leaned closer to my ears and whispered what I should do to repay my consequence in falling asleep first. Straightening back after his whispered demand, he kissed the top of my head and got up from the bed. Walking confidently to his bathroom like he just did not drop me something to leave me in jaw dropping shock early in the morning.

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