ADDICTED TO YOU

Chapter 4

He was there.... standing not from a far his image was vivid, am I dreaming again?

He stood there watching me, and just when I thought he'd stay there... he trotted my way, he lifted me... carried me into his arms, the heat coming from his body made me feel warm... safe. He smelled so divine, a mixture of mint and aftershave... and many more... it was just addicting. Why does he visit me in my dreams? What does he want? Just as I remembered that I probably fell asleep on the couch, he laid me down the bed.

"You shouldn't be sleeping on the couch."

His voice was husky, alluring me to something sinful... desire flowed to me... my body doing the unthinkable. I grabbed him by the neck and crashed my lips to his. His lips was made for kissing, the moment our lips touched I felt it again the electric, magical pull we had... what is it? Why do I feel so incontrol when it comes to him? A part of me was screaming Stop! What do you think you're doing? I broke the kiss first and before I passed out I heard him growl and utter those words. Wait did he just growl.

"You make it hard for me not to claim you, you're torturing me."

I woke up with the duvet cover wrapped up on my body. I remembered falling asleep on the couch but....I dreamt of him again, he carried me to bed. I groaned with the headache I felt... I should've known better, I should've taken my medicine. I pulled the covers up my chin... it was freezing, I wonder how I stayed warm last night... since I forgot to turn on the warmer. What a headache to start the day. I went to the bathroom and prepared a hot bath.

Checking myself in the mirror I noticed the dark circles under my eyes... it's getting worse.... I need to take some pills inorder to sleep. Wearing my Burnout long sleeve tee and a denim leggings. I left my hair down and cascade it's length on my back. My hair usually covers my face... I never tie it up. Minutes later I heard a knock on my door.

"Miss Mills?"

"A second."

It was Raudica with her thick russian accent what does she want? I hurried on the door and opened it up, only to be welcomed by a frown from her. I swear I didn't need her attitude right now.

"What?"

"The lady of the house wish to have breakfast with you."

"Tell her I'm not hungry."

I was about to shut the door when she pushed one of her foot, so I couldn't fully close it.

"She insisst Miss Mills."

I didn't wanna argue further so I opened up the door and walked pass her. We don't want any tantrums here... now do we. I was on the stairs when I heard my aunt's sweet laughter.

"Oh you're such a gentleman Marco, here she is... I would like you to meet my niece Heather."

"Hi."

I didn't wanna be rude and ignore him, but I regretted greeting him when I saw that glint in his eyes, he's conceited and I know one when I see one. Why do I always regret my actions. He might mistake it as an open invitation. Let him, as if I care.

"Now, Heather... Marco here will take you to school."

I just looked at her, giving off my I don't give a damn look. It's fine as long as I arrive in school in one piece.

He had his car parked in front, I had a hint that he's conceited... but not now please... not about the car. He opened up the door for me and as the engine came to life and at the sound of the ignition, he drove to the university. Thankfully God listened, it was a surprise that the ride to school was quiet.... I was not expecting that. Marco was handsome, that was for sure, proof of that is the staring feast that the girls are doing right now, but who cares. They can have him all they want.