Treat you better

Part 21- Passion

ROSALY

Rosaly woke up a little confused, not remembering where she was. She rubbed her drowsy eyelids, staring at the white walls of the room, then the light of consciousness slowly reached her, and she recognized the bed on which she was lying, wrapped in Shawn's silk sheets.

The day before had been crazy. It had started with that crazy chase and then ended with her sighing for Shawn's kisses. Now she couldn't think of anything else. How was it possible that in such a short time he had become as essential to her life as air was to breathe?

Finding out that he was Shawn Mendes hadn't changed her feelings at all. Although she recognized his talent, she couldn't see him as a star. For Rosaly, he was still the same Peter she had stumbled upon at work.

The digital clock woke up at half past six, and she had to be at work at eight o'clock. She took a quick shower and went to the kitchen, trying to decide what to do for breakfast, it was at this moment that she heard the noise of the door opening. Then he remembered, that Shawn had said the day before that he would take her to work.

He walked in the kitchen door with a package in his hands. And as always, his beauty disconcerted her, and Rosaly didn't know what to say. Shawn broke the silence that had settled between them saying:

- Good morning. I brought you breakfast. I hoped I'd find you in bed, and wake you with my kisses. - he said maliciously.

- So is that your fetish? finding me sleeping in your bed? She asked in the same tone.

- Honey, when you're in bed with me, sleeping will be the last thing you do. - Rosaly blushed with embarrassment. So, Shawn loved to leave that way She kept looking at him, trying to find the right words to refute what he'd said, but then Shawn saved her by saying:

- Are you hungry?

- Not very hungry. - She said it by getting her voice back.

- But you need to eat. I didn't see you feed much last night. - and she doubted she'd eat much that morning. At least not while he was watching every detail of her appearance.

Shawn put everything on the table, serving Rosaly coffee and a chocolate croissant. She took the coffee, but only played with the croissant, which didn't go unnoticed by Shawn.

- Rosely, what's the problem? The breakfast I brought you doesn't please you. -? he asked worried.

- Everything's delicious. The problem is, when I get tense, I can't swallow anything, no matter how hard I try.

- Are you still nervous about yesterday? - Shawn asked, holding her hand. Rosely felt the strength of those fingers caressing her wrist, sending sexy messages to her brain. What could she tell him? The nervousness she felt at that moment had nothing to do with the nervousness of the day before. Who was she kidding? She was completely bewitched by that boy who was part of her thinking day and night. she couldn't get him out of her mind anymore, and she knew that a single sign from Shawn was enough, and she would already be in his arms. If he had been a Don Juan, a cheapjack, she would have taken him out of her fantasies, but the worst thing was that besides being incredibly seductive, Shawn had such a good character. He was sincerely concerned about her, and he did everything he could to make Rosaly feel good. And that combination of qualities would make any female heart melt

-Rosely, is everything okay?- he asked breaking her line of thought.

- Yes, it is. I guess I got distracted for a minute. - She answered, trying to escape the insistence of that disturbing look. She suddenly got up and said in a hurry- I'm going to change and be right back.