As The World Falls by Jenna Christine

Author:Jenna Christine [Christine, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-11-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Six

Cecilia

Movement under my ribs pulls me from my sleep. I slowly open my eyes, more sunlight than I’m used to burning my hazy vision as I try to decipher just where I’m at. I feel that movement again, and I grumble in frustration. I didn’t want to move. I was warm and comfortable when I didn’t feel whatever was moving beneath me. I snuggle back into the warmth when I feel pressure on the back of my head, and I slowly roll onto my side, opening my eyes again to look above me.

All I see is James’s stretched neck and chin pointing in the air as his head lies against the back edge of my couch. I slowly look around, realizing we had fallen asleep together during our show marathon. I had obviously already seen and loved it, but it was almost more fun watching James watch it for the first time. He also seemed to enjoy it more than he anticipated.

He even helped me cook the rest of dinner while we watched. It was strange. We moved around my kitchen perfectly synchronized as he helped me make my favorite dinner, creamy Cajun chicken pasta. It was hilarious having him help prepare it since he wasn’t used to cooking and had more of a fine dining kind of palette, whereas I got cheap and easy recipes off the internet. He was baffled at the idea of Cajun chicken being paired with creamy pasta, but in the end, I knew he liked it. He didn’t admit it to me, but I could tell.

We ended up watching more of the show after dinner, surrendering to a full-on deep dive. It was nice being in each other’s presence without ulterior motives or the outside world caving in on us. He was more enjoyable that way. I liked it when he dropped his cutthroat persona and let himself be. I presumed it wasn’t something he did a lot. I also secretly hoped he would enjoy it more because I was there with him.

I turned my head in front of me, noticing the couch pillow I was laying my head on and James’s right arm curled over the top of my head while his left arm stretched over me and his hand rested in my hair. I was laid across his lap while he was sleeping in a sitting position with his head resting back on the couch. I wasn’t sure how we ended up in this position. The last thing I remembered was watching the show. But I was touching his bare chest, and warning bells were going off in my head just as a nauseating amount of butterflies took flight in my stomach.

I should move. I know I should. But I was warm, and being in his lap was kind of nice. He also had his hand in my hair, which I think he may have a thing for. I keep trying to convince myself that this flirtatiousness he’s been giving off toward me is just an act, but the closer we grow, the harder it gets to deny.

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