Driving Me Crazy

Chapter 41

The next morning I wake up to the sunlight shining through the window of Shawn's room.  I sigh happily as I snuggle in closer to his bare chest, feeling his arms wrap tighter around me.  Last night was amazing.  I'm still reliving all the moments in my head and smiling to myself like a giddy school girl.  I can't believe he walked!  He actually walked!  And oh my god, he has the voice of an angel.  When he gets up, I'm going to smack him and then kiss him for singing to me.  Who knew Shawn Mendes was a man of many talents?

I feel him stir beside me, groaning as he tries to stretch a little but still keep me in his arms.  I'm wearing his dress shirt from last night and my white lace panties.  He's only in a pair of dark grey sweats and his boxers.

"Good morning beautiful!" He hums softly into my hair, kissing the top of my head.

"Good morning handsome." I whisper as I kiss his chest.

He rolls onto his back, taking me with him so now I'm half laying on top of him.  In the process I feel his hard on brush my thigh and I giggle at the feeling.

He blushes slightly, but I reach up and kiss him.  "Clearly someone else missed me too." I smirk.

"All of me missed you baby." He says, his voice laced with lust as he wiggles a brow at me.

"Well...." I say as I move to straddle his lap, sitting up with my hands on his chest.  "We have lots of make up for." I wink at him, sensually grazing my hands all over his chest, his sides, the deep V lines leading me to his paradise.  He exhales quickly as I feel his body respond under my fingertips.  Now that we know we love each other, I see no reason to hold back.  I want to make him feel good and apologize again, this time in a way I know will make him feel good.

I lean forward and capture his lips with mine, his hands grip my hips as I slowly make my way down his body, nipping at his ear lobe, kissing his neck, down to his still semi-sculpted abs and finally to just above his waistband.  I feel his fingers curl in my hair as he quietly moans my name.  I let my breath hover over his skin as goosebumps erupt all over him, his body visibly shakes, but I know it's not from the chills.

"You....you don't have to...to do this baby!" He whines.  His face contorting into a mix of desire and apprehension.

"What if I want to?" I say seductively as I hook my fingers in his waistband of his pants and boxers.  His breathing quickens and his eyes screw shut.  "Jesus baby...you can't say things like that to me." He whimpers.

Just as I'm about to pull his clothing off, a loud knock cuts through the room and I immediately cease all movements.

"Fuck!" He whisper shouts as he puts a pillow over his face and lets out an frustrated sigh.

I laugh slightly as I hurry off his lap and run to his bathroom to change.  The offending knocker comes in and when I come out of the bathroom I'm excited, yet nervous to see Larry standing next to Shawn's bed with his food tray and a bag of small weights and resistance bands.

Shawn is now sitting up, his feet dangling off the bed as he reaches for his crutches.  Larry turns to put the tray on the table by the fold out couch when he sees me.

"Oh hi Camila, if I had known you would be here I would have brought more food." He says nonchalantly, placing the tray down.  He turns to go back to attend to Shawn before he stops in his tracks and turns to face me again.

"Wait Camila?" He says excitedly as he looks between me and Shawn.

Walking to help Shawn with his crutches, he asks. "So the plan worked?  Is that really her?"  Shawn nods quickly and turns to bore his beautiful golden eyes into mine.  They walk towards me and my heart swells with joy to see my man walking.  He's been through so much and this is a huge step in the right direction.