Nia
In utter leisure, I flicker my eyes open to Reeves' dim bedroom. He must have carried me to his bed last night. Once again, I am surprised to find out that I have fallen asleep next to him, and even more staggered at just how easy my sleep was. It's so calm and deep that I'm tempted to ask him to sleep by his side every night.
I pivot my head to rest my cheek on the pillow and watch him for a peaceful while. He is prone on his stomach, his toned arms hugging the pillow his face is planted on. His long lashes caress his fair skin. The sheet barely covering the hem of his boxer briefs.
I send my hand to touch his warm skin, walking my fingers lightly on his wide back and sigh with mixed emotions. I'm not sure how to deal with. . .him. I thought that after we had s*x, this attraction
