Bosco shifted in his sleep. His arm brusshed agaist someting soft.
He opened his eyes. Strawberry blond hair lay on the matress. He touched
it. Rembering how it felt on his chest when she laid her head down on it.
He closed his eyes, fighting the urge to hall her on the bed and show her
how much he needed her. Gentally he moved over so he was closer to the
edge of the bed. Closer to her. Closer to heaven.
*****
Faith open her eyes. She turned to see Bosco's face in her hair. He had wrapped it around his hand. How on earth did she get to this place in her life. She had been happy before. Before Fred's drinking. Before her world came crashing down. Could Bosco make her happy again? Could he really change his ways to become her Mr. Right? She closed her eyes. Bosco shifted and turned pulling her hair.
"Oh shit, Bosco.." She pulled herself up but still landed aqwardly on top of him. He came awake istantly. Faith sparwled across him.
"I must be dreaming."
"No your hurting me is what your doing. Can you please let go of my hair?" Bosco unclenched his fingers and released Faith's hair.
"Sorry." He moved over letting her fall onto the bed and off of him. "Faith, what are you doing in my bedroom?"
"I couldn't sleep." She looked down at the floor. "I was lonely and scared. I just wanted to....." He reached out and touched her hand.
"I'm here. Why don't you lay down."
"Bosco..."
"Just to sleep. That's all. If being close helps you sleep. I sware I can keep my hands off of you." She layed down next to him. He pulled the blanket over her.
"I'm sorry for putting you though this. I just..."
"Your scared. So I'm I." He stroked her hair. "I need you to be a hundred and ten precent sure you want this Faith. Because once we start this there's no turning back." His voice was soft and soothing. Faith closed her eyes. "We can start from where ever you want. I just need to show you I can be the man you need me to be."
"I don't know what that is right now." He kissed her head.
"I'll be here when you figure it out." He closed his eyes and drifted to sleep with Faith not far behind him.
*********
Faith rolled onto her back and hit a warm wall. She opened one eye to see the strong expansion of Bosco's chest. She fought the urge to snuggle closer to him. She took a deep breath and inhaled his scent. God he smelled good. How had she not noticed that before? It was spicy and erotic all at the same time. Faith carefully got up. She needed to use the bathroom and maybe get the hell out of Dodge before Marshell Dillion woke up.
Bosco felt her get up. He wanted to grab her hand and pull her back to bed and tell her all the things she needed to here. Tell her that he would always be here for her weather they became lovers again or not. Tell her that he was scared too. Scared of her never treating him like she used to. Scared that he lost her for good. He got up and put on a pair of jogging pants and went out to the kitchen. Bosco looked at the clock. It was only five a.m. Putting coffe on he went and sat on the couch. He turned on ESPN and waited for Faith to decide to stop hiding and face him.
********
Faith ran the cold water and spashed it on her face. God she was a mess. Her hair was in knots and her eyes puffy from lack of sleep. She needed to go home and regroupe. Checking her watch she realized it was still early. Maybe if she was lucky she could go home and catch a few hours of sleep before work. The smell of fresh coffee waffered in under the door. Bosco was up. Damn, she couldn't sneak out. Running her fingures though her rumpled hair she held her head high and opened the door, not sure she was ready to face the man on the other side.
******
The only light in the place was the flicker of the T.V. Bosco sat with his arms on his theighs and a coffee cup in one hand. He didn't say any thing as she walked in the room. A cup, surgar and milk sat next to the coffee pot. She poured herself a cup and added what she needed and went to sit down beside him.
"They keys are on the counter. Take my car home, I'll catch a ride into work." Bosco watched the baseball game on T.V. Not looking at her.
"I can catch a cab."
"Not in this neighborhood at five in the morning." He set his coffee down on the table in front of him and ran his hands though his hair. "Here's the deal. We show up to work like nothing ever happened. If you want to see where this goes the ball's in your court. I can live with you not wanting me in your life the way I want you in mine but I can't live without you. Your the only friend I got most days. I will not loose that for anything." He stood up and went to the window and looked out. "I'm willing to let go of it all. Accept your not ready for a committment from me or anybody but when you are I want to be the one you turn to. To at least try. That's all I'm asking for Faith. For a chance for us."
"Bosco...." Faith looked down into her coffee cup. "I can live with that. I don't know if I'll ever be ready, but when I am, you'll be the first to know." She got up. "I'll pick you up at two. Be ready. I won't have you making us late." Grabbing the keys she headed for the door. "And Bosco..."
"Yeah."
"For what its worth I enjoyed waking up in your arms." She was out the door before Bosco could respond. He smiled and prayed it wouldn't be long before she couldn't resist his charms. Laughing he headed back to bed and the smell of Faith on his sheets.
*****
Faith open her eyes. She turned to see Bosco's face in her hair. He had wrapped it around his hand. How on earth did she get to this place in her life. She had been happy before. Before Fred's drinking. Before her world came crashing down. Could Bosco make her happy again? Could he really change his ways to become her Mr. Right? She closed her eyes. Bosco shifted and turned pulling her hair.
"Oh shit, Bosco.." She pulled herself up but still landed aqwardly on top of him. He came awake istantly. Faith sparwled across him.
"I must be dreaming."
"No your hurting me is what your doing. Can you please let go of my hair?" Bosco unclenched his fingers and released Faith's hair.
"Sorry." He moved over letting her fall onto the bed and off of him. "Faith, what are you doing in my bedroom?"
"I couldn't sleep." She looked down at the floor. "I was lonely and scared. I just wanted to....." He reached out and touched her hand.
"I'm here. Why don't you lay down."
"Bosco..."
"Just to sleep. That's all. If being close helps you sleep. I sware I can keep my hands off of you." She layed down next to him. He pulled the blanket over her.
"I'm sorry for putting you though this. I just..."
"Your scared. So I'm I." He stroked her hair. "I need you to be a hundred and ten precent sure you want this Faith. Because once we start this there's no turning back." His voice was soft and soothing. Faith closed her eyes. "We can start from where ever you want. I just need to show you I can be the man you need me to be."
"I don't know what that is right now." He kissed her head.
"I'll be here when you figure it out." He closed his eyes and drifted to sleep with Faith not far behind him.
*********
Faith rolled onto her back and hit a warm wall. She opened one eye to see the strong expansion of Bosco's chest. She fought the urge to snuggle closer to him. She took a deep breath and inhaled his scent. God he smelled good. How had she not noticed that before? It was spicy and erotic all at the same time. Faith carefully got up. She needed to use the bathroom and maybe get the hell out of Dodge before Marshell Dillion woke up.
Bosco felt her get up. He wanted to grab her hand and pull her back to bed and tell her all the things she needed to here. Tell her that he would always be here for her weather they became lovers again or not. Tell her that he was scared too. Scared of her never treating him like she used to. Scared that he lost her for good. He got up and put on a pair of jogging pants and went out to the kitchen. Bosco looked at the clock. It was only five a.m. Putting coffe on he went and sat on the couch. He turned on ESPN and waited for Faith to decide to stop hiding and face him.
********
Faith ran the cold water and spashed it on her face. God she was a mess. Her hair was in knots and her eyes puffy from lack of sleep. She needed to go home and regroupe. Checking her watch she realized it was still early. Maybe if she was lucky she could go home and catch a few hours of sleep before work. The smell of fresh coffee waffered in under the door. Bosco was up. Damn, she couldn't sneak out. Running her fingures though her rumpled hair she held her head high and opened the door, not sure she was ready to face the man on the other side.
******
The only light in the place was the flicker of the T.V. Bosco sat with his arms on his theighs and a coffee cup in one hand. He didn't say any thing as she walked in the room. A cup, surgar and milk sat next to the coffee pot. She poured herself a cup and added what she needed and went to sit down beside him.
"They keys are on the counter. Take my car home, I'll catch a ride into work." Bosco watched the baseball game on T.V. Not looking at her.
"I can catch a cab."
"Not in this neighborhood at five in the morning." He set his coffee down on the table in front of him and ran his hands though his hair. "Here's the deal. We show up to work like nothing ever happened. If you want to see where this goes the ball's in your court. I can live with you not wanting me in your life the way I want you in mine but I can't live without you. Your the only friend I got most days. I will not loose that for anything." He stood up and went to the window and looked out. "I'm willing to let go of it all. Accept your not ready for a committment from me or anybody but when you are I want to be the one you turn to. To at least try. That's all I'm asking for Faith. For a chance for us."
"Bosco...." Faith looked down into her coffee cup. "I can live with that. I don't know if I'll ever be ready, but when I am, you'll be the first to know." She got up. "I'll pick you up at two. Be ready. I won't have you making us late." Grabbing the keys she headed for the door. "And Bosco..."
"Yeah."
"For what its worth I enjoyed waking up in your arms." She was out the door before Bosco could respond. He smiled and prayed it wouldn't be long before she couldn't resist his charms. Laughing he headed back to bed and the smell of Faith on his sheets.