The Exchange

Chapter 19- Bon Matin

Sasha turned in her sleep so that she was lying on her back and her front was facing the ceiling. Her face felt hot and sticky as though she'd slept under huge piles of fluffy blankets and for some reason the air in the room seemed to be stuffier than usual. Her dark hair clung to her cheeks creating random swirling patterns, while her lips were plush and moist.

Fluttering her lashes she slowly opened her eyes wondering why she was finding it so hard to breath. Realising that something heavy was clasped around her waist she looked down sharply. A sun kissed arm held her body flat against the mattress and she studied it before travelling her gaze up to find the person it was attached to.

Julien lay next to her in the bed, eyes closed, with his nostrils flaring as he let out quiet rumbling snores. His curly hair looked even more silky in the early morning light, as it fell messily over the white pillow. His face was squished on one side against the mattress, and a small amount of drool had left a wet patch on the bed sheets. He was lying on his front, and Sasha let her gaze trail across his sturdy naked back.

She grinned at his adorable, snoozing face. When asleep he appeared so innocent, making Sasha wonder what he was like as a little boy. She bet that he'd been the sweetest looking child, picturing him with rosey cheeks and long lashes.

'He was probably an absolute nightmare though,' She thought to herself, giggling at the image she was conjuring in her head.

Peeling the duvet off her, Sasha attempted to quietly get out of the bed without disturbing the exquisite sleeping boy next to her. The duvet rustled as she rolled it down past her legs causing her to wince at the loud noises she was making. Wiggling a little way out of Julien's grip she tried to hoist herself up but made hardly any progress and now she was slightly out of breath too. Escaping from the bed was proving to be much more difficult than she'd originally perceived!

All of a sudden a groan came from Julien's parted lips and he tensed his arm preventing her from getting free of his clutches. Pulling her towards him, he interlocked his hands so there was no way Sasha could escape.

"Julien!" Sasha giggled, still attempting to squirm her way out of his grasp.

He drowsily opened his eyes and gave her a smile that could brighten any room.

"Where are you going?" he mumbled as his gaze swept over her face, taking in her rosebud lips, messy hair and dreamy choclate eyes. Sasha's t-shirt had been tugged up when Julien pulled her back down to the bed exposing her slender waist and the curves of her hips. As his hand brushed over her bare skin, the hairs on her arms stood up.

The night spent with Julien seemed to have nourished Sasha in some magical and peculiar way, making her skin appear as though it were glistening. She was smiling from the inside out and shining because of it.

"I need to go to the toilet," Sasha whined, pinching the side of Julien's torso, "let me go".

"No" Julien stated, displaying a white set of teeth as he flashed her a playful grin.

"But I...." Sasha began before being silenced mid-sentence by a finger held up to her lips.

"No", he said again.

Narrowing her eyes Sasha sent Julien a coy smile, "I will pee on you," she told him.

Julien stared back testingly, "Sure," he mumbled before letting out a wide yawn.

"Are you really going to try me?," Sasha warned with an arched eyebrow and a poker face, "don't play with me Julien".

"Go on then, I dare you," came the stubborn reply.