Run Wild Horses

Chapter 21

Girl you make me want to
Sing a song about a dark haired girl
Who's come and get me eyes make me want to sin
She wears her hair down back in them wavy curls
Girl don't you ever cut it short again
I run my fingers through it baby while you're sleeping
Can't tell you how many I been seeing
On my pillow on my clothes
On my sink and on the floor
Girl I didn't know we got so crazy
It doesn't matter where I go
Everybody knows
I got something for them dark haired girls

Waking up the next morning, I could not stop smiling, especially when I gazed at the man sleeping next to me. If you would have told me a few weeks ago that I was falling for Ryan Blaney, I would have thought you had gone insane. Funny what a difference those few weeks made. Now I could not get enough of him. I was tempted to wake him up, but I really wanted to freshen up a bit first.

I groaned when I realized my crutches were in the living room. This damn sprained ankle was such an inconvenience. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and gingerly tried to stand. I winced as I attempted to put weight on it. It was improved a little, but not enough to even think about walking on it.

I hobbled to my suitcase at the end of the bed and retrieved a clean T-shirt, a hair tie, my toothbrush and toothpaste and as quietly as I could, hopped into the bathroom. I brushed my hair and pulled it off of my face and secured it in a messy bun with the hair tie. Looking around the bathroom, I spotted a bottle of facial cleanser, this would do perfectly. I washed and dried my face, then brushed my teeth.

This bathroom was amazing. Almost half the size of my entire apartment, with double vanities, a huge stand alone shower and a giant, deep bathtub. I stared longingly at the tub. A long, hot bath would be so good right now, but there was no way I could climb in it by myself.

"There you are. I thought you left me already." Strong arms wrapped around my waist from behind.

"And just where would I go?" I laughed. It was true. Even if I wanted to leave, there was no way I could. Bum ankle. No car. I was stuck here. Not that I was complaining, especially when his lips captured mine in a breath stealing kiss.

"Mmmm. Minty fresh. I guess that's my cue." He grinned, then picked up his own toothbrush. "You're shedding." He laughed again, pointing to the sink I just used, where a few strands of my hair lay.

"My hair gets everywhere." I grinned, picking a strand off of his back, and showing it to him.

"I'll just call them souvenirs." He grinned back.

I propped myself up on the edge of the counter and just watched. "I was just admiring your tub." I said, as he began brushing his teeth. There was just something about this whole scene that felt so domestic. So...normal. Just a regular couple starting their day.

He finished brushing his teeth and looked at me where I was still perched on the bathroom counter eying the tub. "I've never used that thing. It came with the house. I'm more of a shower guy, but you're more than welcome to use it."

"That sounds tempting. I may just have to take you up on that offer." I said, but before I could say more, his arms wrapped around my waist and he kissed me, literally taking my breath away yet again. My legs instinctively circled around him as he kissed me more deeply and I became acutely aware of the fact that I was wearing nothing but a T-shirt, and he was in nothing more than a pair of black boxer briefs.

Thoughts of last night began to fill my mind once again, just how perfect it was and how we fit together so well. I became completely consumed by the kiss, losing myself in it so deeply that I did not even notice his hand slipping between us until it was there, circling my little nub, and I let out a small gasp when I felt his hardness against me. I broke out of the kiss and leaned back a little farther to give him greater access.