Stay with Me by Awesomekristii (jenna bush book club .TXT) 📖

“I should sit in the bathroom. It will be easier in there.” He shook his head, unwrapping the bandage around my head.

“It’s more comfortable for you in here.” I didn’t get the chance to argue, a hiss left my lips as he dabbed some antiseptic on the wound, blowing out wind.

He cleaned the injury, his eyes so concentrated, eyebrows furrowed as he took some more antiseptics he learnt from the hospital to do the cleaning up. My eyes strained on his face, his warm breathing falling on my cheekbones as how close he was.

My heart fluttered hard when brush away some hair from my face, continuing his work so earnestly. I bit my lips to stop the little hiss when he completed cleaning up the wound and bandaged the head. He stood up, frowning at my wound.

“That motherfucker-“ I placed my palms over his mouth stopping the curse words he was again spewing out.

“I told you it’s fine.” His eyes landed on me, when I noticed my hand over his lips, but even knowing that I didn’t remove them.

I didn’t know why I did that. His eyes travelled to my hand over his lips, but instead of removing it, I got closer to him, his toes touching mine, his warmth spreading around me. For the first time after all these, I didn’t feel too nervous around him. My mind playing the situations when we pretended to be in a relationship.

The kisses we shared, the slight touches, and everything. Maybe it was resurfacing back because I talked out aloud about my feelings about him. I tiptoed and without a second thought placed my lips on him.

I wanted the sick feeling to come back but it didn’t, but heart beating so hard against my chest that I could say he could even listen to that. I waited for him to pull out maybe if he thought what I was insecure about, but instead his warm wrapped around my waist pulling me closer.

There wasn’t any tongue involved as we kissed, just our lips dancing with each other in a perfect rhythm, having a tune of their own, their own steps and moves with the every second passed. It was sweet, my stach fluttering, warm filling every fibre of me.

I didn’t know after how long we pulled away from each other, his forehead resting against me. He cupped my face in his big, warm palms. “Are you okay?”

I nodded, “Yes. I… I felt good.” He smiled, and it again did that flipping of my heart looking at those dimples.

“Me too.” He thumb brushed over my cheekbones as he looked intensely at me.

“You know a secret?” I shook my head lightly, letting him continue.

He smiled, his nose brushing against mine,

“You're my favorite person in the world.”

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Ahhh! I hate unpacking, it’s taking me so damn long… clearly exhausting.

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