It's Always Been You

Whatever This Is

"The perfect person I've been looking for," he laughed breathily, pasuing. "It's you, Fia. It's always been you."

Wes leaned down and captured my lips with his.

He looped his arms around me. A warmth rushed through my body from his touch, it left me feeling limp as I leaned into him.

He kissed me softly at first, his lips slowly and gently moving against mine. My hands linked around the back his neck, pulling him further down to me. A soft groan escaped from low in his throat, his hands finding themselves tangled in my hair as he kissed me more intensely, eagerly like we were both aching for more.

My whole world around me felt like it was spinning, my knees feeling like they would buckle at any moment now.

Breathlessly, he pulled away from me and leaned his forehead on mine. A smile tugged on his lips, his eyes shining with desire.

I took a deep breath, regaining some oxygen. "You had me going for a spin, Hamilton."

Wes quirked an eyebrow, his jaw falling as he gaped at me. He laughed, "I did? How?"

My face flushed as a blush spread across my features. I shrugged softly, trying to avoid his gaze that was making me feel all flustered and fidgety. "I thought..."

"Come 'ere." Wes held onto my hand as he brought us over to my bed. He leaned against the backboard, opening his arms for me to join him.

Feeling oddly and very unlike myself, I shyly snuggled into his side as he wrapped an around around me. I leaned my head down on his shoulder, exhaling a deep breath as all the weights had finally lifted off of me.

"I thought... you didn't feel that."

Wes scoffed, chuckling deeply. "You're kidding, right?"

I lifted my head to look at him, shaking my head. "No," I laughed. "You... said it was all for show, to convince my family we were dating. You didn't kiss me in the rain. I don't know."

Wes gaped at me like I was a madwoman. "Fia... baby, no." He ran a hand through my hair, shaking his head as he chuckled softly. He looked at me in awe, like I was something precious. "I agreed that it was for show because you said it first. I kissed you at the wedding and you didn't say anything about it. I didn't kiss you in the rain - which by the way, was the most restraint I have ever mustered, but I didn't kiss you because I thought you would... slap me, if I did."

Wes and I both looked at each other, the realization setting in. We both started to understand how we were trying to hint but giving the wrong hints, while seeing past each other's hints at the same time.

We both started laughing. Uncontrollably.

"We're fucking idiots," Wes mumbled into my hair as he hugged me, nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck.

My stomach was giddy and fluttering. "We are. We were on the same page the whole time but didn't see it?"

"Apparently," he grinned as he spoke. "I guess we've always been each other's without realizing it."

I turned my head to look at him, cupping his face in my hands. I trailed my thumb gently against his jaw, just looking at his gorgeous features and taking them all in.

Wes was here. I was with Wes. And everything felt more perfect that I could have imagined.

I couldn't shake away the giddiness or butterflies. I traced my thumb across his bottom lip, mesmerizing by every little thing about him. He's perfect.

Wes's lip tugged up in a cheeky little smile. He leaned forward, capturing my lips between his once again.

My wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer into him, so close that I had found my way on top of his lap.