Fighter {Completed}

Chapter Thirty-Four: Is This What Falling In Love Feels Like {Ellie}

Chapter Thirty-Four: Is This What Falling In Love Feels Like {Ellie}

Moving toward the bed, I lay my clothes in my bag, folding them to keep my mind from wondering anymore.

After the kiss, both Cole and I were too stunned to even speak. Hell, I couldn't even open my eyes until a few moments later. His lips felt like heaven against mine, the best feeling in the entire universe.

I couldn't even sleep last night; I was re-playing the entire kiss in my head over and over again.

As I turn, I'm surprised to find the man himself standing in my doorway, leaning against the frame. The white t-shirt hugs his form, a new pair of dark jeans clinging to his legs as he watches me. I fight the instincts to cover myself; I'm still in my pajamas.

"You're so beautiful," he says, surprising me. His dark eyes roam over the t-shirt and black shorts I wear. I'm glad I've brushed my hair and teeth at least. I should've changed. I feel like I should've put on a little make-up or something.

I don't bother fighting the blush on my cheeks, and instead I sit on the bed, looking at him. He takes a few steps forward into the room, taking the chair from the desk and sitting in front of me. A million doubts burn in my mind, but I don't dare let them past my lips, though. I don't want to ruin this.

His warm, rough hands find mine, his fingers playing with mine softly.

As his gray eyes meet mine, I can't fight my mind anymore.

"Is it going to be different between us now? I mean, are we... together, now?" I refuse to look at him as he process my question, so I stare at our hands, my face burning with embarrassment and worry. He huffs a small laugh, almost tearing my heart in half.

Pulling me forward suddenly, he uses one hand to raise my chin, lips meeting mine in a searing kiss. "Yeah, you're mine now, Ellie. I could barely keep my hands to myself before, but now? I'm gonna kiss you every second of every day." His lips spread into a small smile, a new light present in his eyes as he stares at me. I smile softly, before letting another question of doubt roll from my lips.

"What if... you decide you like other girls better?"

He frowns, jaw locking. I part my lips to speak, but no words come out. He leans forward, lips nearing mine again as he speaks. "No other girl has mattered since the day you walked into my life, Ellie. Not a single one."

My heart flutters in happiness as I look at him, awe on my features. How could he think that about me? I'm no one. I'm nothing. Why does he see me as-

He moves forward, taking my lips in a dizzying kiss. His lips against mine feels like... I don't even have words to describe it. It feels so right, so amazing. I kiss him back as he palms my cheek, deepening the kiss. My heart soars as he keeps me captured in his expert embrace, making me ache to stay like this forever, never moving from his grasp, from his lips.

All too soon, he pulls away from me, releasing a content sigh. I can't fight my smile despite how hard I try.

"You finished packing your stuff?" His voice is deeper than normal, huskier. It's clear I'm not the only one affected by our kiss. As he stands, he pulls me up with him, looking down at me from his tall height.

"Yeah," I tell him as he moves the chair back beneath the desk. "I'm ready, just need to change." A strange look passes through his eyes, before he nods, smiling softly and leaning in. His lips press against my forehead.

I can't keep my eyes off of him as he leaves the room, closing the door behind him. Finally breaking my trance, I change quickly, throwing on a black t-shirt and jean shorts that are a little too short for my liking.