Reaching the basement, I park the car. I was the only one awake and tired by the time we were here.
I sigh, I look behind and Chris was sound asleep, rolling my eyes, I lean behind, smacking his thighs.
I chuckle as he choked on his saliva, jolting up. "Fuck. Asshole." He mumbles, rubbing his eyes as he looks around, yawning.
"I am too lazy to drop you off. Sleep here." I say, walking out and rounding as I open the passenger door.
I couldn't help but smile as I watched her. I slowly lean down, helping her up and out of the car. Chris yawns, walking to me.
"I am so sleepy." I look at him, "Go and sleep then." I mutter, hoisting her up in my arms, adjusting properly as I close the door.
I press the keys, and the car beeps, locking up.
I turned around and Chris was nowhere, he really rushed to bed, huh.
Shaking my head, I take her inside with me, her face calm and composed, unlike the feisty glare she has, all ready to fight back.
Cute.
Clearing my throat at the thought I just had, I chuckle.
I am in deep shit, ain't I?
I walk straight to my room, not wanting to keep her out of my sight.
Only if it could work.
I walk in, heading to the bed as I lay her gently on the bed, she stirs up, groaning as she looks up at me.
I blink my eyes, "Uh…um…" I couldn't make a word, what must she be thinking? Will she hate me if I say something?
Stupid mouth.
I bite my lip, slowly letting her go as I let her lie down on her back, I gulp, still hovering over her.
You okay?" I ask.
She blinks her eyes, frowning at me.
"uh…?"
I frown. Why is she looking at me like that?
"What?"
"Am I dreaming?" She mumbles, squinting her eyes. I chuckle, shaking my head no.
"I must be…" She adds, tilting her head. "I feel déjà vu…" She chuckles, making me smile, "For?"
She groans, slowly sitting up. She blinks her eyes, still drunk and in a daze.
"Unknown man!" She huffs, grabbing my cheeks as she pulls me closer. I gasp, my hands coming down on the bed, supporting myself so I don't crush her down.
"Sierra." I call her, blinking my eyes.
"You know me?" She chuckles, I bite my lower lip, finding her cuteness adorable. "Of course, I do."
She pouts, "Then…who are you?" She asks, squinting her eyes as she tries to make out my face, Is she that drunk?
My my.
I shouldn't let her drink, ever!
At least, not without me.
"Me? You don't know me?" I ask, smiling.
She shakes her head no, "I am trying to see. But!" She snaps, her hand tightening over my face as she pulls me closer.
And my breath hitched, girl…
"Your face is weird!" She adds, I gasp. What? Weird? How come?
"No, I am not. I am good-looking, actually." I mumble with a subtle pout.
Things she makes me do.
"Really? Is that why?" She slurs, giggling.
I frown, "Why…what?" I ask, confused.
"I kissed you…" She giggled, making me gulp. Does she remember?
"You remember?" I ask. My voice is barely audible.
"You kissed me…" She says, hiccuping as she leans against my face. "...in my dream." She adds, making me frown.
Maybe she doesn't remember.
I chuckle, and here I thought she really did remember and pretended not to know me. I would be really sad if that were the case.
"In a dream?" I ask, grinning. She dreams about me?
Tch, if only her boyfriend knew!
Should I tell him?
But what if she doesn't like that?
Sigh.
I wish you break- no, Luthien.
Get a grip, you don't need to.
I sigh, again.
I try to pull myself back, but she whines. I blink my eyes, wondering why she is, but before I could process, I felt my heart skip.
She kissed me.
Her lips felt soft and warm.
I wanted to kiss her back, but the moment was fleeting, and before I knew, she pulled back, "Why?"
I frown, gulping as I look at her, why…what?
"Sierra…you will regret tomorrow, don't." I say, my conscience is no more clouded with desire; this is making me crazy.
"Why aren't you kissing me? You did…in my dreams!" She yells, grabbing me by my collar, fuck…feisty isn't enough to describe her.
I chuckle, "This isn't a dream." I mumble.
"No, liar…" she grumbles, leaning against my chest.
"It always happens…" She starts, her voice a low and soft mumble.
"What happens?" I ask, sitting on the edge as I hold her.
"Kiss…then, I run." She stutters, holding onto my collar tighter, I frown.
"Run? From what? Where?" I couldn't contain my curiosity.
"Don't know…" She mutters, inhaling slowly and shakily, "Dark…woods." She mumbles, maybe, perhaps she does remember.
But, not the consciousness but her subconsciousness does.
"Were you scared?" I ask, caressing her back.
I frown, looking down at her as the silence took over, I chuckle, noticing how her fingers went soft over my collar as she dozed off.
"Moon Goddess…this is unfair." I mumble, smacking my forehead as I massage my head. This woman is dangerous to me.
"I wish…she were my mate." I felt my heartache at my own words, because I know. Reality is way too different from what I wish for.
I slowly lie her down on the bed, taking off her shoes as I caress her feet. They were scarred but healed.
I stand up and cover her with the duvet. I head to the wardrobe, grabbing the spare pillow and blanket as I settle on the couch.
My eyes were on her as I watched her sleeping peacefully.
She has nightmares?
Explains why I heard shuffling from her room in the middle of night.
I should have come, checked on her. I sigh, maybe I will today and tomorrow, as long as I can.
Take care of her, with all I can and as long as I can.
With a soft smile, refusing to leave me, I lie down, watching her, until I doze off.