**Nancy's POV**
The bed dips its mattress as his weight lays beside me, holding me amidst his huge arms and his body dangerously close to me.
My heart races like a leopard, making it thump so much loud.
Is he able to hear me? What about my heart?
I gulp the saliva formed in my throat and I try not to make any sounds so that it will wake him up or he knows that I am not asleep. I forcibly close my eyes as I don't want him to think I am not asleep right now.
"Not getting a sleep," I hear his murmur which makes my eyes shit open all of an immediate
n.
I nod absent mindedly and then I immediately realize that I am not suppose to do that. I am just supposed to pretend I am asleep.
"Nancy! Turn your head to me. I want to see you," he says and I gulp hard on my throat.
It's not like he has never seen or something like that. He has seen me and but his approach is always dangerously overwhelming to me.
He uses his hands to turn me around as I turn my body and don't dare to look at him. He pulls me closer to him and gently place a kiss on my forehead and wraps me in his arm.
"Good night Nan! You're not allowed to dream about other guys. Dream about me," his whispers as his voice hits my skin.
I don't know why but his good night just soothes me. It's just a good night but it feels like he is assuring me that he is going to protect me all his life. And it makes my fast-paced heart calm down a little bit.
I don't feel anxious anymore as I know that he isn't going to do anything with me that is going to increase my heartbeat more.
I snake my hands around his stomach and rest my head on his chest as I engulf his amazingly beautiful scent.It feels so much secure in here.
"Good night," I say in a low voice but maybe he heard me. He caresses my hair and puts his legs over mine completely locking me in his body.
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The sound of heavy rain reaches out to my ear. Rather than waking up, I feel like I should get the sleep more.
I open my eyes dimly as I see the lazy day waiting for me outside. It seems quite chilly and quite dim outside.
I run my eyes away from the window pane which seems just so so so sad to the man sleeping beside me.
I am still on his arms.
His face is so calm unlike other days. Okay! He is always good in front of me nowadays but I can't forget that cold reflecting face that he shows to everybody.
His sleeping eyes on which his long lashes rests without any worries on the top of his cheeks. They are long and skyward directed like of girls.
His still has soft and beautiful skin with some bristles of hair somewhere on chin and cheeks. It's not shaved but it is also not shabby, not even a little.
His face looks clean with sharp nose and his beautifully lined lips which is thin at top and not so thick at bottom. Just so perfect.
I don't know, what did I do to deserve a man like this. I know that he seems wrong to the whole world.
He has done lots of stuff that might have been harmful to the world but even with that circumstances he has always loved me.
I don't know if I could say that he has always loved me but I am sure he did after whatever he have told me. And I know he is not the type of guy who would walk around telling the lies to the people.
I just want to touch him, I want him to tell him how much I love him just by looking at his innocent looking face while on the other hand I don't want to disturb the sleep of him.
I don't want him to know that I am secretly peeking at him like a little high school girl exactly like I used to do before. So, I decide that I should actually continue with my act.
I see him moving suddenly and I close my eyes as quick as I can. I don't want to be caught stalking him by the way.
I feel him lifting my head from his arms and leaning in. I can feel his warn lips pressed gently on mine and then on my forehead after that.
After that he walks away from there and as the bed feels quite changed from before. I slowly squint my eyes and see that he is walking away from the bed to the shower taking off his shirt and walking topless to there.
God damn!
His muscular back and well toned biceps look so much amazing and quite enthralling. My squinted and cheater eyes couldn't help but open wide wanting to see more and more sight of him.
I twirl on the bed as he walks off to the shower. I can hear the sounds of water droplets and I can't help to imagine what he must be looking right now.
Geez! I am feeling like a freaking pervert right now but my really inquisitive mind can't help me from getting out of the dirty thoughts right now.
The whole ten minutes, I cannot help but think about him. Is it silly that I am thinking like this? Or is he having the same feeling towards me?
Come on girl! He is just not feeling same like you. If he had then he wouldn't have just gone to sleep last night.
The door of bathroom creaks and I turn my eyes closed one more time.
I can hear his slow steps towards the bed. God! Is he walking naked? Towards me?
God damn! I want to watch him but I can't. I just have to close my eyes. Please, something happen so that I can open my eyes and look at him.
Then I feel his wet hair on my forehead and out forehead pressed against each other and I can't help opening my eyes.
"Zion!" His name escapes out from my lips and his lips curl up sinisterly.
"Good Morning Nan!" he greets me with his such a cute face in front of me. I wish I could just see that every morning. Isn't it just so sweet?
"Good Morning! Were you in shower?" I ask.
"Yes, I think I could give you enough time in that period," he says.
"What? What about thinking?" I ask.
"About me. I think you were dreaming about me and I didn't want to disturb you," he says as he smirks and tries to walk away from there.
God damn! How did he know?
I know I was dreaming but not with my subconscious mind but with full active mind and with my eyes opened.
"Zion," I hold his hands and he turns towards me.
"Yes, you need something," he asks.
"Do you find me boring?" My eyes fall on the white duvet avoiding his gazes.
He sits at the edge of the bed and asks me.
"Why do you say that?"
"No, I just feel that. It's just that you are just being so much careful of me while you weren't before," I say.
He grips my chin gently and lift my face towards him.
"You want something to happen between us, don't you?" he asks.
It's not that I want something to happen between us but yeah, I sure want him to be fond of me, to love and adore me when I am with him. Maybe I want something just more than just his closeness.
I don't speak. I have nothing to tell. What would I possibly tell?
"You're stupid Nan! You don't know how much I fucking want you right now," he says as he presses his lips on mine and starts kissing me torridly.
"How could you think that? There is not a second when I don't want you. I want you each and every moment and so much more than that Nan!" he says as he picks me up from the bed and places me on his waist.
I climb on him as I kiss him when he walks towards the way of shower.
"Why are you...?" My eyes flutter seeing him walking towards the shower.
"I think we need a shower... Together," he winks as be opens the door and winks at me.