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Reaching out, I gently ran a finger over the black circles under his eyes, and then followed an imaginary trail to his stubbled chin.
Had he even gotten any sleep these last few days?
I was scared of the depth of my feelings for him, but if it meant he would find peace while he was near me, if it meant he trusted me enough to scare his demons away, I would gladly take the pain I knew would break me when he had to get back to his own world.
Hours, or maybe just minutes later, I blinked up at the ceiling, my surroundings still pitch black. For a minute, I forgot where I was, my mind going back to the time I had spent with Alexander in New York, specifically those last few days where I’d opened my eyes wrapped up in his arms, feeling strangely safe and at home. Then everything rushed back to me.
Leaving him at the airport… My struggles… The shock of seeing him in my café…
His touch.
His kiss.
His own heartache.
My chest tightened under my heavy emotions, and I closed my eyes.
I knew Alexander was still asleep; my face was still pressed against his rising and falling chest as his arm cradled my neck. It must have been useless by now if we’d been lying in that position for hours.
Spending a few more minutes listening to his deep, even breathing, I savored the raw pleasure of having him lying next to me. Who knew how many more days I would get to touch his skin this freely, how long it would take him to forget me completely after he went back to his own world.
Trying to be careful not to wake him up, I moved away from him to study his handsome face. I had been yearning for this man for months, and now that he was in my bed, sleeping peacefully, I was afraid that the yearning would never go away. That he would always have a piece of my heart, whether he knew it or not.
Gently lowering my legs down from the bed, I went into the kitchen.
Checking the clock on my way, I noticed it was around 4:00 AM, so that meant I’d only gotten around five hours of sleep. If I wanted to function tomorrow, I knew I needed to get back to bed and try to get some more shuteye.
Making myself a relaxing hot cup of tea, I leaned my shoulder against the wall and stared out my window to look at the sky. I loved that it was dark enough to let me see the stars in the night sky.
I heard his footsteps long before he reached to me. When I sensed him stop just out of the doorway of the kitchen, I had to force myself not to look. He was a constant prickle against my skin. Someone I couldn’t ignore.
After a few seconds, he gave up on waiting for me to talk.
“What are you thinking, Maya?” he asked in a soft voice.
“Nothing specific.” I smiled, finally turning my head to look at him.
He was back in his boxers, his chest still naked and still just as sculpted and lick-able. He lifted his arm and ran his hand through his hair, making it stick out all over the place. He looked younger like this. More carefree. But when you looked close enough you could almost see the heavy weight on his shoulders, worries I didn’t think he was sharing with anyone.
“I shouldn’t have fallen asleep on you,” he said quietly.
“I believe I was the one who literally fell asleep on you, not the other way around, Alexander.”
I silently watched him walk over to me, and his arms closed around my waist as he rested his chin on my head. I relaxed against his body and gazed outside.
“You know what I mean,” he murmured.
“You needed it. You were up in the air for hours, and then there is the train ride. You shouldn’t even be awake right now. Did I wake you when I got up? I tried to be careful, but I guess I’m noisier than I thought.”
He gave my waist a quick squeeze. “Something felt wrong. I woke up because you were gone, not because you were noisy. Do you even know how much I simply missed holding you? And to think that I only did it for a few days…”
“We shouldn’t have missed each other, should we? We didn’t know each
Had he even gotten any sleep these last few days?
I was scared of the depth of my feelings for him, but if it meant he would find peace while he was near me, if it meant he trusted me enough to scare his demons away, I would gladly take the pain I knew would break me when he had to get back to his own world.
Hours, or maybe just minutes later, I blinked up at the ceiling, my surroundings still pitch black. For a minute, I forgot where I was, my mind going back to the time I had spent with Alexander in New York, specifically those last few days where I’d opened my eyes wrapped up in his arms, feeling strangely safe and at home. Then everything rushed back to me.
Leaving him at the airport… My struggles… The shock of seeing him in my café…
His touch.
His kiss.
His own heartache.
My chest tightened under my heavy emotions, and I closed my eyes.
I knew Alexander was still asleep; my face was still pressed against his rising and falling chest as his arm cradled my neck. It must have been useless by now if we’d been lying in that position for hours.
Spending a few more minutes listening to his deep, even breathing, I savored the raw pleasure of having him lying next to me. Who knew how many more days I would get to touch his skin this freely, how long it would take him to forget me completely after he went back to his own world.
Trying to be careful not to wake him up, I moved away from him to study his handsome face. I had been yearning for this man for months, and now that he was in my bed, sleeping peacefully, I was afraid that the yearning would never go away. That he would always have a piece of my heart, whether he knew it or not.
Gently lowering my legs down from the bed, I went into the kitchen.
Checking the clock on my way, I noticed it was around 4:00 AM, so that meant I’d only gotten around five hours of sleep. If I wanted to function tomorrow, I knew I needed to get back to bed and try to get some more shuteye.
Making myself a relaxing hot cup of tea, I leaned my shoulder against the wall and stared out my window to look at the sky. I loved that it was dark enough to let me see the stars in the night sky.
I heard his footsteps long before he reached to me. When I sensed him stop just out of the doorway of the kitchen, I had to force myself not to look. He was a constant prickle against my skin. Someone I couldn’t ignore.
After a few seconds, he gave up on waiting for me to talk.
“What are you thinking, Maya?” he asked in a soft voice.
“Nothing specific.” I smiled, finally turning my head to look at him.
He was back in his boxers, his chest still naked and still just as sculpted and lick-able. He lifted his arm and ran his hand through his hair, making it stick out all over the place. He looked younger like this. More carefree. But when you looked close enough you could almost see the heavy weight on his shoulders, worries I didn’t think he was sharing with anyone.
“I shouldn’t have fallen asleep on you,” he said quietly.
“I believe I was the one who literally fell asleep on you, not the other way around, Alexander.”
I silently watched him walk over to me, and his arms closed around my waist as he rested his chin on my head. I relaxed against his body and gazed outside.
“You know what I mean,” he murmured.
“You needed it. You were up in the air for hours, and then there is the train ride. You shouldn’t even be awake right now. Did I wake you when I got up? I tried to be careful, but I guess I’m noisier than I thought.”
He gave my waist a quick squeeze. “Something felt wrong. I woke up because you were gone, not because you were noisy. Do you even know how much I simply missed holding you? And to think that I only did it for a few days…”
“We shouldn’t have missed each other, should we? We didn’t know each
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