I will fill your Days with Life

08. Stay here... with me

I felt a slight tickling on my cheek which woke me from my beautiful dream, a dream I did not want to wake from. Or at least, that is what I thought until I opened my eyes and found the most beautiful woman on earth staring at me. It didn't take long to realise that my reality was infinitely better than I had ever dreamed of.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked half sleepy, seeing how she looked at me with that contagious smile.

Wasn't this the best way anyone could wake up?

"About life..." she answered while sliding a small and delicate feather across my face.

"And what exactly are you thinking about?"

"I am grateful for you and being allowed to feel this."

Her eyes shone in a special but different way, the blue that had always fascinated me, now made me tremble.

"You're so beautiful." I said admiring every part of her face that made me feel so many things at once. "When did this happen?"

"What do you mean?"

"You, me, tonight... these days... everything... When did it start? When did you... Have you ever been with a girl before?"

"No... And I don't think this..." she gestured between us, "has anything to do with that."

"So?"

"What did you think the first time you saw me in the carriage Juls? When we still hadn't talked... what did you feel?" I was silent for a few seconds, trying to think back and remember exactly what had happened four days ago.

"I... I don't know... You looked beautiful... Full of life... I don't know how to explain it, but I couldn't stop looking at you, something just clicked in a matter of seconds... as if... as if it was planned."

"Exactly... as if fate had put us in the same place at the right time."

"Would you have been with me if you weren't... you know..."

"If I weren't sick?" I nodded. "Maybe we would never have gotten to know each other if I wasn't."

"I am not going to be thankful that you got sick just so I could meet you, Valentina!"

"You don't have to be, Juls... You just have to think that things happened like this for a reason. But I will always be grateful that life brought us together and for allowing me to feel this, even if it is only once."

On impulse I quickly pushed her down on to the bed and positioned myself on top of her, holding both her hands above her head.

"And who told you that you were only going to feel it once?" I asked mischievously.

"Oh... So has the lady's hard heart softened for good?"

"You were the one who provoked me until I opened my 'hard heart' morrita. Now you will have to face the consequences!"

"And what are those consequences?"

I got dangerously close to her ear. "That I get addicted to you... that I can't stop kissing you..." I whispered, nibbling on her earlobe, "touching you."

I felt her skin bristle as I tightly squeezed her hands that were still imprisoned above her head.

"And... what's... supposed... to be... wrong with that?" She asked between gasps.

I stopped for a moment to pull back and look directly at her, her frustrated face was enough to make me smile in satisfaction.

"There is nothing wrong with it... but... we risk spending all day in this room."