To Find You

11

Floating through my flat on a high, I manage to wash my face of all the makeup before I flit into bed and drift off into a sleep filled with dreams of green eyes, orchids, and devilish promises.

Sunbeams dance across my face, warming it while creating a hellish glow behind my eyelids. I languidly stretch as I pull myself to sit up and check the time. 10am. Not bad - could be worse.

Sitting up with a start I pause.

Wait.

Did Nicolas say 'tomorrow'? And I forgot to give him the cookies. Great.

Pulling myself out of bed with a groan, I quickly look to my phone making sure I hadn't acquired numerous missed calls, leaving him waiting outside my flat since 7am or something.

I find three text messages. One from last night and two from this morning.

Ash
Hope you had a fab evening with Mr ' Smokin hot and Dangerous' my love.
Looked for you when I heard your door shut but you'd literally curled up into a ball on your bed.
Had to leave super early this morning for work but I'm 👏🏽expecting👏🏽 details!! 👏🏽
Speak sooonnnn!
Ciao bella
Love you xx
6:44am

Feeling my heart fill up with love for Ash, I shoot her a quick reply telling her how grateful I was for her moral support and promising to speak to her soon.
I move on to the next two messages which are both from Nicolas or 'Mr Smokin hot and Dangerous' as he has now been knighted by Ash.

Nicolas
Hey love. Just to let you know I'm home safe. I had an amazing time tonight. Thank you for trusting me with so much.
11:37pm

I did say 'tomorrow' and I'll be swinging by at midday (unless you say otherwise).
Ps. I haven't forgotten about my cookies.
8:24am

Smiling at his ability to answer the questions I ask in my own head and how elusive he's being about the plans for today - I go to get ready for the unknown.

He didn't say what we'd be doing so I've just dressed for whatever. Denim shorts and a Henley should be fine. If he's dressed for something specific when he arrives, I can always just change.

Quickly piling my hair ontop of my head, I potter around my kitchen looking for something to eat.

Finally settling on granola with raisins, I pull my feet up onto my nook and eat my breakfast slowly while reading a book I'd found the other day.

11:45 rolls by and I'm still deeply engrossed in my book. The chime of the doorbell pulls me out of my reverie and tosses me back into a semblance of reality.

Rolling my eyes fondly at his incessant punctuality, I re-fluff my hair and go to open the door.

He barely gets out a word before he's snaking his arms round my waist and drawing me into him.

"Hi darling" he rasps out, murmuring into the crook of my neck, where his head is currently nuzzling into.
He presses two little kisses at the junction of my neck and shoulder before he's pulling away to properly look at me.

"Hi yourself" I respond with heated cheeks and raised eyebrows. "Someone's happy to see me."

Softly groaning, he tightens his hold on my waist, causing my toes to lift off the ground a little. I felt like a literal princess. "You have no bloody idea. Got here early and couldn't wait in the car 'till midday. After last night, I just really needed to see you. Had to make sure you were still okay with ... everything. I didn't want to leave you like that last night, but I knew you needed a little space to process everything" His endless emerald pools thicken as they dilate more and more. "Can I come in?"