Haunted by Merrill R.L

Author:Merrill, R.L. [Merrill, R.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Celie Bay Publications, LLC
Published: 2014-11-13T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Sometime in the night, he reached for me and took my hand. When I woke the next morning, he had my hand tucked into his chest, cradling it. I watched him sleeping for a long time. He stirred in his sleep, enabling me to slip my hand from his. He frowned but kept sleeping. I reached for my sketchbook and finally drew him how I’d wanted to. In his sleep, he was so peaceful. The strong line of his jaw, those full lips, the long lashes. I couldn’t have imagined a more perfect man.

The sheet had slipped down around his waist and his arm was lying across his stomach. The morning light was coming through the same crack from the night before, shining on his chest and perfect abs. I drew all of that perfection and was doing the final shading when one of his eyes popped open.

“I wondered what all that scratching was about.” His voice was so deep and husky in the morning that it gave me shivers.

“I didn’t mean to wake you. You presented an irresistible opportunity, so I took it.”

He smiled with his eyes closed and rolled over on his back to stretch. The sheet slid down to reveal the waistband of his jeans. The top button was undone.

“Did you sleep ok," I asked a little nervously.

He nodded and opened an eye again. “I did. How about you?”

I nodded and smiled at him. Suddenly, I realized I hadn’t brushed my teeth, my hair was probably a mess, and I hadn’t put on a sports bra last night under my thin white t-shirt. I scrambled back off the bed.

Devon sat up quickly, looking worried. “What’s wrong?”

I covered my chest. “Uh, I need a minute.”

His eyes got big and then he smiled and sat back. I hurried into the bathroom.

“No fair, I haven’t brushed either,” he called out as I closed the door. The door to the adjoining room was closed but I heard voices coming from there. Just what had Sherry been up to last night?

I had just pulled on a sports bra and was pulling my t-shirt over my head when Devon walked in. He smiled slyly at me and walked over to his cabinet. He pulled out his toothbrush and toothpaste and then motioned me over to the sink. I held out my toothbrush to him and he pasted it for me. We stood side by side brushing and watching each other in the mirror. He spit first, leaning down to catch a mouthful of water from the faucet. He stood, gargled then spit it back out. He smirked before grabbing for a towel. There was no dignified way to do this so I went for the spit and rinse and then snagged his towel from him. I wiped my face and went to climb back in bed.

Devon followed me, crawling under the covers. We were still staring at each other like we did last night.

“I should probably go help Star get breakfast ready.” I so didn’t want to get up, but the shoulds were getting to me.

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