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61. The First Floor

-Jordan-

Giving Blake his own special day did wonders for us both. When I woke up the next day, I felt content and calm, and it got even better when the first thing I saw after opening my eyes was Blake's bright smile. He seemed much more energetic than yesterday, and more playful as well.

I wasn't in a hurry to get out of bed when his hands raided my body, not leaving a spot untouched, or when he kept planting kisses everywhere he could reach, sometimes nibbling my skin in a hungry manner... And I wasn't surprised when things got out of hand and I found myself riding on top of him.

My legs were shaking when we locked ourselves into the shower and continued our intimate moment there. I couldn't think of a better way to start the day. I adored intimacy with Blake, not only because of the wonderful pleasure, but because it was fun. These moments often included tickling and teasing and awkward moments that always made me feel so happy I couldn't stop laughing... And it was so easy to forget myself and my worries when I was in his arms.

When we were finally able to keep our hands to ourselves and focus on eating breakfast, I was happy and relaxed. It took me a while, but I was even able to eat more than I usually did. Eating had stopped being so scary, although I still had a long way to go to stop stressing about it. At least I was eating healthy, and that was really all that mattered.

It wasn't that big of a deal for me anyway, not compared to the biggest obstacle I still had left to tackle: being outside my room.

Now that we both had gotten our well-deserved rest, I was eager to leave my room once again. Blake went to make sure that the house was empty before we even considered stepping out, and once we were sure no one was home, I approached the door.

"Maybe I can do it without your help this time," I spoke a bit timidly while he stood behind me.

"You mean, going alone?"

"Just stepping out. I don't even dare to think going out there by myself," I chuckled. "I need you to stay close, but I want to try stepping out on my own."

"Oh, sure," he smiled.

I stared at the opposite wall above the staircase, and the emptiness of the hallway was a bit intimidating. It was so easy to step into Blake's arms... He was my safety net, my protector, and without him standing in front of me, I nearly lost my courage. I'd have to step away from Blake...

"Should we do it together?" Blake asked after a moment of silence – maybe he knew I couldn't do it after all.

"Sounds good," I said, letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

He took my hand in his, stepping right next to me, standing so close our hips touched. I looked up at him, saw his smile and felt better already. Stronger. Calmer. Invincible almost.