Derek POV
Joy agreed to stay with me for the night. We are moving really fast, but at the same time, we haven't moved that fast intimately.
I asked her to stay, because I enjoy her company profoundly. I love to hold her in my arms, I love the way she fits right between my arms and my chest. I love the way she places her hands over mine, or how she sets them on my abs when she is leaning in my embrace.
Fuck! I just said in my head around 10 times the word love. Is this what love is? Wanting to spend every second of your day with the other, no matter what you do with that person? Or wanting to protect and take care of her, regardless of the outcome?
I confessed to her that I was falling for her, but this feeling is deeper. I am so screwed.
"So…" she said to me and I chuckled… "Come
