RULE NO.25

20.Frustrating Females

Ray's POV

Why does she have to be so headstrong? I don't know whether to be thrilled by it since she is literally the only person who has the nerve to talk back at me or to just punch a wall. I rub my head in frustration, still trying to forget that mind-blowing kiss. Where did she learn to do that? She almost had me unmanning myself like an untried youth.

As I head for the sitting room, I hear Bris phone ring, I pick it up and see Grace's name on the screen. I pick the call and brief her about Bris condition, she offers to come over but I advise against it as it is already too late.

Before she hangs up, I ask her what to get for Bri since she has refused to eat anything. Suffice it to say, I have finally discovered the secret to my woman's heart.

After hanging up, I call a nearby restaurant and order for two plates of food and wait until it is delivered. Hopefully, she doesn't ask me to take it back or refuse to eat it because I paid for it.

I take the packages upstairs only to meet my infuriating princess fast asleep. So, I drop them and head over to the bed to make sure she is properly covered with the blanket, praying that I have the strength not to trace her curves or grab her hips as I do so. Knowing Bri, she'll probably slap me. 

I smile as I remember the incidence from earlier, that's my woman. No one can ever accuse Bri of being meek, and that's what I like about her. I like that she can look me directly in the eye, regardless of my size and put me in my place. I like her sexy mouth, I like her spirit and her body and her…

As I find my thoughts straying to dangerous grounds, I take out my laptop and engross myself in work.

I freeze when I feel Bri come up behind me and wrap her arms around me.

"What's up, hungry yet?" I ask, clearing my throat slightly as I feel her lean slightly against me.

I stand up as if scorched, almost pushing her off balance. I reach forward to grab her so she doesn't fall and direct her towards the bed.

"Not really, I can't sleep" She says in a low husky voice that sends all the blood rushing from my brain to the lower part of my anatomy.

"Why, what's wrong?" I ask, trying not to sound like a horny bastard.

"I am scared" She replies, and I feel a tug in a very remote part of my heart that I didn't even know existed. I feel this overwhelming need to protect this woman who for the first time is showing how truly vulnerable she is.

"Don't worry, I am sitting  right here, nothing will happen to you" I reply, sitting beside her and pulling her into a hug.

"No, I want you to hold me as I sleep" She says, pulling back from the hug to look at me in the eyes.

Which higher being have I offended? Is this how my faith is to be tested? I wonder as I look at her, trying to decide what to tell her, because sleeping with her delectable derriere rubbing against my semi-hard length would be torture.

But my brain loses control over my mouth and I answer;

"Okay"