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Blaise
After our talk, there felt like a light layer of peace between us. Like that sensation you felt after placing that last piece of the puzzle to form a giant picture. Everything fit together perfectly.
So why was Ana tossing and turning in her bed, clenching her sheets and mumbling in her sleep?
I couldn’t sleep, not if I tried. All I could do was listen. While I wanted to wake her, I wasn’t entirely sure what kind of dream she was having.
Her breaths came in soft pants. Sometimes, she’d suddenly suck in air as if her life depended on it. When her breath hitched, I rolled over to get a better look at her.
Ana was suddenly still, her body flat against the bed. The room had grown quiet as my curiosity got the best of me.
“Did you wake yourself up?” I asked in a hushed voice, just in case she’d still been sleeping. In any case she had, I craved to know the truth. Through the darkness, I watched her twist around to face me. No doubt about it, Ana was awake.
“Why aren’t you sleeping?” she asked instead of answering my question.
I could tell her the truth. Confess that the distance between us made my skin itch. I slept soundlessly when we shared a bed. Tonight, sleep wasn’t coming. Not when Ana tortured me without even knowing. Like her decision to wear only a large shirt to bed. One that hardly brushed her thighs.
I think she was trying to kill me. Why else would she make such a tempting decision?
“Did you have a good dream?” I rasped, trying not to think about it. I could avoid questions too.
Ana sat up, clutching the blanket in her hands. Feeling her stare, I wondered if her face had grown in color. Her silence made me believe it wasn’t a nightmare that had her rolling around.
“I bet I was in it, wasn’t I?” I teased with a smile threatening to form on my lips. I doubted I could have been the reason she was grasping at her blankets, but it was a nice thought to have.
Swinging her legs over the bed, she stared at me for what felt like an eternity. The gears in her brain must’ve been working overtime. I didn’t think she would’ve taken my question so seriously. A simple no would have sufficed.
Could she have been thinking of a way to soften the blow?
“Maybe,” she finally answered. Who knew one word could shake me down to my core? Then the bed creaked as she moved. Before my mind could catch up, she’d moved to my bed.
The scent of vanilla hit strong as she moved close. Her body wash clung to her skin from the shower taken earlier. Smelling so sweet, I thought I might get a toothache from breathing in her alone.
“Is that alright, Blaise?” she whispered as her knees sunk into the mattress.
Ana was the only person I knew who could throw me in such a loop. Was that alright? Who was she kidding? I just didn’t understand how I could’ve popped up in such a dream.
“What did you dream about?” Sucking in her sweet smell, I felt lightheaded. I wouldn’t mind wrapping my fingers around her hair to take in a deep breath. As close as she hovered, I knew I could do it too.
“You let me kiss you,” she admitted as I felt one of her hands brush against my chest. With the darkness taking out one of my senses, her touch felt so much more electrified. I had fucking goosebumps. “You touched me, made me feel good.”
I wanted to turn on the light just so I could see her blush. As tempted as I felt, I remained where I was, flat against the mattress. Lost to her touch, giving her complete control of our situation. Her hand continued moving, brushing my collarbones.
“Couldn’t be that good if it was just a dream,” I pressed, trying my hardest to ignore my growing arousal. Her dirty dream was affecting me more than I tried to let on. “I bet the real thing feels much better.”
Her hair brushed my chest as her hand found my chin. Not a second passed before her lips were on mine. Opening up right away, her taste exploded against my tongue. I didn’t realize how badly I missed her sweetness until only now.
It had to be obvious how bad I wanted her. Fighting against the urge to make her mine every minute of being with the woman, I’d grown tired. I didn’t want to fight anymore. After our talk, I wasn’t even sure I had a decent reason to fight anymore.
Owen knew I’d protect Ana. He trusted me enough for the task. Maybe he considered me falling for her a possibility. Ana didn’t want a bodyguard. What she needed was a husband who could do the job. If she’d have me, I’d be more than willing to work overtime.
To help convince her, I wasn’t going to hold myself back any longer. I didn’t have the strength to fight against my craving for the younger woman. Tonight, I’d make her mine if she’d have me.
Reaching over, I grabbed her nearest thigh before tugging her closer. Enjoying the sudden gasp from her lips against mine, I pulled her onto my lap.
“I want you, Analise,” I confessed, letting it out in the open. My hands moved to her hips, pressing against that oversized shirt of hers. I’d need to offer one of my shirts to her. Though, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to control myself if I saw her wearing something of mine.
A shaky breath left her lips at my words. “I love it when you call me that,” she admitted as her own hands clawed at the front of my chest.
