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Samuel
We lay there on the rug, wrapped in a blanket facing the fireplace, my arms holding her tightly.
I refused to close my eyes, afraid she would slip away if I fell asleep, her back was pressed against my chest, her hair tickling my face, the heady smell of her fragrance stuck on me; it was a sweet scent of jasmine that lingered in the air, so powerful I was drunk on it and still craving more. Carla smelled wonderful and distinctive, she smelled like flowers and sweet dreams, I couldn't come to describe what that aroma did to me.
She was breathing slow and steady, my body tugging her close, my hands holding hers on the pillow, her head resting on my shoulder, her face serene and calm as she slept peacefully in my embrace. I let my eyes rest for a moment, allowing my other senses to rise; the only thing I could hear was the sound of the fire crackling, Carla's breathing and my slow heartbeat. Nothing else. It felt like we were the only people in the world, a world that was slipping further away from us.
I needed to make this right, to gain back her trust, I hurt her more than I ever expected and it was affecting both of us deeply, I had never seen her this devastated; her walls breaking with each day, which left me with a renewed determination to prove I was worth the pain I'd forced her to face.
I move slowly and plant a deep lingering kiss on her shoulder, then her hair and finally her cheek. I stop there, my face resting against hers: "I'm going to fix this, I promise."
She squeezes my hands and I withdraw a little thinking she was asleep, a small smile decorates the corner of her beautiful lips.
"Why aren't you sleeping?" she asks slowly.
I'm still a little stunned while she waits for me to answer. But then I squeeze her hands back and whisper in her ear, "Because time passes by faster when I do, I want this to last." I tell her honestly.
"You need to rest." she insists while taking a deep breath and adjusting her head on my stretched arm.
"I have you. That's all I need." I murmur while planting shallow kisses along her shoulder, "I can't stop touching you, when I do I don't think about anything else. Please, don't leave again." I beg, not afraid of baring my deepest fears to her.
"I don't think I can move."She teases me inciting a silent chuckle to escape my mouth; grateful that she was in a good mood.
Silence settles for a long time before I decide to break it.
"You're calm." I kiss her neck again and whisper across her skin, "After seeing you like that today, I was worried you'd be anything but. I feared you'd still be angry with me."
"I still am." she admits, her eyes still closed. She stays silent for a long time then tries to free her hands from my grip, I hold on and she turns her head slightly, "Let go of me, Samuel."
