Chapter 6 Pt 1
Blearily my eyes open in confusion as the light from the windows beams over my bed. (Why can't I move?) I'm stuck as if I'm strapped to the bed.
I turn my head and bite back a scream of surprise. Hal's face is an inch away from mine. (So close-too close. Oh my gosh, what is happening?)
Panicking so hard, I think I'm about to hyperventilate until ruby eyes meet mine and we just stare at each other. After a few seconds, his eyes widen in astonishment but he's making no indication he's moving away. This makes me feel somewhat relieved. I'm not ready to give up this impossibly comfortable sleeping position. I snuggle into Hal's chest to hide a blush creeping across my face.
"Forgive me, Amelia." he mumbles and I can just hear him turning the color of tomatoes.
"Thank you for staying with me." I begin to talk over him. I don't want to hear him apologizing for staying with me. I'm definitely not sorry.
"You're welcome," It's almost a sigh but a contented one and it makes me smile if not a little too gleefully. I'm so glad he can't see my expression.
Hal's hand finds my hair where his fingers tangle through the strands, smoothing the less than straight locks in order. I must look a sight but I can't worry about that now. He's seen me at my worst anyway. This is mild compared to how I have looked before.
Regretfully pulling away from my warm pillow I look up into Hal's eyes, "How are you feeling?"
"No longer tired." the smile he flashes me speaks volumes. I try not to show how relieved I am; how worried I'd been this whole time…
I smile back. "Thank goodness." Our eyes hold the others in a locked gaze. Now that the night was over we're both beginning to feel nervous. I'm not imagining the slight fidget in those slender fingers.
Grabbing his hand I squeezed it between mine to stop the nervous finger movements. They immediately cease and wrap around my own. Hal's face is suddenly closer than it had been. Face so close I feel dizzy. And just as those lips are about to meet mine-
Knock. Knock.
We jerk away from each other so fast we both nearly topple off the bed. The knocking only increases and gets impatient.
"Your Majesty, your presence is requested in the gardens." The voice of a maid comes through the heavy wooden door. They always come at the worst of moments. (Thank you for interrupting what would have been a wonderful kiss.) I want to scream in annoyance.
The girl doesn't wait for me to reply and I don't mind in the most. I turn back to Hal but the sweet moment is forever ruined. Hal is standing on the other side of the bed looking forlorn and conflicted. He doesn't want to leave and I don't want him to either. Why can't we just have a moment to ourselves?
"I think I best leave, Amelia before someone else comes to your door." the disappointment bleeds from his voice.
My feet are moving before my brain has processed what I'm doing. We're locked in each others arms in seconds. Hal caresses my face as if he's memorizing me and for the moment we regard one another. Our lips meet in a sweet continuation of moments ago and I close my eyes in bliss. What did I ever do to deserve love as this? I can hardly bear the thought of losing what we have. I have to keep Silvio from ruining everything if it's the last thing I do.