Part 10 of
Virual Heartache.... Or Is It?
Phoebe woke up with Cole's arms around her. She could see that he was awake, watching her sleep. She felt slightly embarressed at the idea for some reason. Although romantic, she couldn't stand the thought that he had seen her drooling or snoring or whatever she did at night because she certainly had no idea what she did.... He tickled her stomach to get her attention, and she tried hard to not laugh and ignore it. She finally caved and laughed, then turned to him so that they faced each other. She grapsed the sheet to her chest.
"So... how are you this morning?", Cole asked.
"Hmmm.... Happy. I really like you, Cole."
"Well I should hope so seeing as how we just spent the night together. I would feel really bad if you did this with just any guy that offered to take you home."
"So then you don't like me all that much?", she jokingly asked.
"I'm not really sure of what I am feeling. But I know that I don't want to stop seeing you." He kissed the tip of her nose. "I hope that you will keep seeing me... And did you know that you look very cute while you are sleeping?"
"Actually, no. I didn't know because no one has ever snapped a photo of me while I was sleeping. I would kill them if they did." She was half- serious, and Cole could tell that she was, but he decided that he would take a picture of her to give to her anyway. Only if she promised not to kill him, of course. He rather liked living, thank you very much!
"So you never got anyone to take a picture of you? You sure you don't want me to take a picture of you? I could you know...", he said in a teasing voice. "And it doesn't matter if you say I can or not because I am doing it whether you like it or not. So as long as we have that settled..... I say that we have a little bit of fun. Don't you?" He tickled her once more, trying to persuade her to see his point.
She kissed him lightly before she continued. "I would love to, believe me. I would. But I have to go home. Try and smooth things over with my sisters because if I know them, then they will be pretty mad." She jumped out of bed and started putting on her cloths. She noticed Cole watching her so she stopped to ask what he was doing. He responded by laughing. "What?"
"You just look so adorable. I should take a picture of you like that."
"You do, you die. I never let anyone take my picture. So don't even think that I would let you."
"I don't think that you could kill me. Besides, I bet all pictures of you are good." He grabbed her waist and pulled her onto him and the bed. "You look good all the time." He ran his hands through her hair and brought his face way close to Phoebe's. Then at the last second, he smiled and started messing up her hair. "Although you might want to use a hair brush!" He laughed at her and then got up to get dressed, himself.
"That was really nice!" She tried to straighten out her hair as much as she could. She put on her shoes and started complaining immediatly. "There are going to be sooo much fun to walk two miles in." She kissed him quickly as he was pulling on a new shirt. "Bye."
"You're walking? Why don't I drive you home.", he offered.
"Because the last time we ended up in bed and I don't think my sisters would too appreciative."
"It's a good thing that that is a joke, otherwise I might be offended!", Cole quickly argued.
Why was he arguing, anyway? He was a demon. He shouldn't have liked her and he deffiantly shouldn't have slept with her! Hell, he shouldn't even have talked to her on the internet. The whole thing never should have happened. Yet there they were, together. At least he thought that they were together. He hoped that they were together. And his demon ways didn't permit that....
But his human half did. Sure, he was a demon who still killed for the source on occasion. Well, actually whenever he beckoned for him. But it wasn't something he did for enjoyment; just to stay alive. And the way he saw it, staying alive for Phoebe would deffiantly be a good thing. His pesky mortal emotions never got in the way of what must be done before. So what was it about this woman that made him want to stay good?
"Cole, I just think that my sisters might not be happy that I stayed out and they would deffiantly take it out on you. I think that as much fun as our casual meeting was, dates wouldn't be fun if my sisters decided that they didn't like you."
"Yeah, but they already don't like me. So why are we having this conversation? Whether I go with you or not won't change their mind so why don't I just go with you?"
Phoebe breathed out rather deeply. "Fine. Let's go."
She smiled at him as he grabbed the keys for his car and headed down the stairs. When he dropped her off at home, he promised to call her. She smiled at him and then walked up the stairs to face her sisters.
Virual Heartache.... Or Is It?
Phoebe woke up with Cole's arms around her. She could see that he was awake, watching her sleep. She felt slightly embarressed at the idea for some reason. Although romantic, she couldn't stand the thought that he had seen her drooling or snoring or whatever she did at night because she certainly had no idea what she did.... He tickled her stomach to get her attention, and she tried hard to not laugh and ignore it. She finally caved and laughed, then turned to him so that they faced each other. She grapsed the sheet to her chest.
"So... how are you this morning?", Cole asked.
"Hmmm.... Happy. I really like you, Cole."
"Well I should hope so seeing as how we just spent the night together. I would feel really bad if you did this with just any guy that offered to take you home."
"So then you don't like me all that much?", she jokingly asked.
"I'm not really sure of what I am feeling. But I know that I don't want to stop seeing you." He kissed the tip of her nose. "I hope that you will keep seeing me... And did you know that you look very cute while you are sleeping?"
"Actually, no. I didn't know because no one has ever snapped a photo of me while I was sleeping. I would kill them if they did." She was half- serious, and Cole could tell that she was, but he decided that he would take a picture of her to give to her anyway. Only if she promised not to kill him, of course. He rather liked living, thank you very much!
"So you never got anyone to take a picture of you? You sure you don't want me to take a picture of you? I could you know...", he said in a teasing voice. "And it doesn't matter if you say I can or not because I am doing it whether you like it or not. So as long as we have that settled..... I say that we have a little bit of fun. Don't you?" He tickled her once more, trying to persuade her to see his point.
She kissed him lightly before she continued. "I would love to, believe me. I would. But I have to go home. Try and smooth things over with my sisters because if I know them, then they will be pretty mad." She jumped out of bed and started putting on her cloths. She noticed Cole watching her so she stopped to ask what he was doing. He responded by laughing. "What?"
"You just look so adorable. I should take a picture of you like that."
"You do, you die. I never let anyone take my picture. So don't even think that I would let you."
"I don't think that you could kill me. Besides, I bet all pictures of you are good." He grabbed her waist and pulled her onto him and the bed. "You look good all the time." He ran his hands through her hair and brought his face way close to Phoebe's. Then at the last second, he smiled and started messing up her hair. "Although you might want to use a hair brush!" He laughed at her and then got up to get dressed, himself.
"That was really nice!" She tried to straighten out her hair as much as she could. She put on her shoes and started complaining immediatly. "There are going to be sooo much fun to walk two miles in." She kissed him quickly as he was pulling on a new shirt. "Bye."
"You're walking? Why don't I drive you home.", he offered.
"Because the last time we ended up in bed and I don't think my sisters would too appreciative."
"It's a good thing that that is a joke, otherwise I might be offended!", Cole quickly argued.
Why was he arguing, anyway? He was a demon. He shouldn't have liked her and he deffiantly shouldn't have slept with her! Hell, he shouldn't even have talked to her on the internet. The whole thing never should have happened. Yet there they were, together. At least he thought that they were together. He hoped that they were together. And his demon ways didn't permit that....
But his human half did. Sure, he was a demon who still killed for the source on occasion. Well, actually whenever he beckoned for him. But it wasn't something he did for enjoyment; just to stay alive. And the way he saw it, staying alive for Phoebe would deffiantly be a good thing. His pesky mortal emotions never got in the way of what must be done before. So what was it about this woman that made him want to stay good?
"Cole, I just think that my sisters might not be happy that I stayed out and they would deffiantly take it out on you. I think that as much fun as our casual meeting was, dates wouldn't be fun if my sisters decided that they didn't like you."
"Yeah, but they already don't like me. So why are we having this conversation? Whether I go with you or not won't change their mind so why don't I just go with you?"
Phoebe breathed out rather deeply. "Fine. Let's go."
She smiled at him as he grabbed the keys for his car and headed down the stairs. When he dropped her off at home, he promised to call her. She smiled at him and then walked up the stairs to face her sisters.