Wish I Had Time For Complicated

44. Just A Bad Dream

The soreness Sara felt between her legs when she woke up the next morning was a pleasant reminder of the passionate emotion filled night they had.

Her hazel sleepy gaze shifted to the peacefully sleeping man whose plump lips were slightly parted and small snores were leaving his mouth.His chest was rising and falling steadily and one of his hands laid across his inked chest.Her orbs traveled to his face again where she saw tear after tear roll down his cheeks when she found him screaming in his bed last night.

She felt sad when he was like this.The fact that something was tearing him apart and haunting him was hurting the doc and she was so glad she had decided to stay the previous night.She didn't even wanna imagine what it would of been like for him to wake up from a nightmare in a cold lonely bed in a dark room,without her.

With a small sigh,Sara carefully snuck out of the gray blanket and covered her bare figure with one of his tees and a clean pair of his boxers.She didn't know when she started prefering to wear his clothes instead of her own,since she never did it with Dylan,but there was something about the way his bigger sized clothes,engulfed with his musky minty scent enveloped her and made her feel at home.Michael was her home.

When she got to the bathroom she quickly tied her messy hair in a bun,peeing and brushing her teeth and then headed for the big kitchen,her bare feet enjoying the coldness of the black marble flooring as she loaded the coffee maker

She debated whether to turn on the TV or the radio,but ended up listening to music since there was nothing interesting but news this early.Her shift was starting at 9 pm tonight and she'd have enough time to try and talk with Michael before she headed back to the house.

Her phone that was on the small coffee table in the living room vibrated,signaling that she had a text and she went to check it out,but first picked up the magazine from the floor that she had been reading last night before she heard Michael's screams.

*Looking forward to knowing what you'll be choosing for your fabulous wedding* Mia Spencer.

Sara rolled her copper eyes as she read the text and this wedding planner was annoying her without even being here.Goddamn it,what a way to start the morning.

"Morning" Michael's groggy morning voice echoed lowly in the loft as he entered the kitchen/living room,wearing a pair of sweats.

Sara gave him a small smile and left her phone on the table,going to him for a kiss,not caring for morning breath.Michael tasted divine all the time anyway.

Their lips sealed in a small gentle kiss and her small hands wrapped around his bare torso.

"Morning" she greeted back,her thumbs mindlessly caressing the inked skin on his lower back as blue eyes bored into hazel eyes and for a moment both of them said nothing,they just stared at each other in comfortable silence.Michael raised one hand and his long fingers tangled in the soft strands of her messy bun,caressing slightly and watching as Sara's eyes slid closed at his gentle assault.

That was until the loud beep of the coffee maker signaled that the coffee was ready and its magnificent scent filled his loft.

"Coffee's ready" Sara pointed out quietly and giggled a bit as she untangled herself from him and went to the cupboard to retrieve 2 cups and poured the black steaming liquid in them.

Michael cleared his dry throat and sat on the marble table,watching as Sara poured the coffee,mindlessly lip syncing to Tom Odell's song "I know". The engineer enjoyed moments like these so much.Moments when he would wake up and he would see her looking so in place in his kitchen,doing the most domestic things.Or the other way round when she would come from the bedroom and he would prepare breakfast for her (as much as his cooking skills allowed him to) and they would laugh at his failed attempt not to burn the pancakes.