Sorry that it took so long to update this one but there was a lot going on last week. Anyway this is now ready and I hope you are going to like it (: Please let me know!
I'd like you to stay
(S0x07- Part1/3)
A ray of sunshine played over his face, interfering with his dreams and making his eyelids flicker. He could feel the sun warming up his skin and he felt well rested and content the first time since forever. The bed underneath his naked body was soft and smelt just amazing. It beckoned him to fall back to sleep but the soft and even breathing coming from the warm body close to his own made him finally open his eyes. The first thing he saw was Julia's beautiful face. She was deep in sleep next to him. Blinking a few times he chased the remains of sleep from his eyes. This was a strange feeling. Waking up next to someone. He frowned as he tried to remember when was the last time it happened with him but he came up blank. It always used to feel too strange. He preferred sleeping alone not liking the close proximity to another person. He had never thought it was actually this good…. That it could make him feel so happy and content. He had a nagging feeling however that it was all only because of her.
Slowly and carefully not to wake her up he propped up on his elbow, watching her sleep. Her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted tempting him to lean down and kiss them senseless again. A slight smile found its way across his lips. When they first met and he felt this incredible sexual attracting to her he had thought that after having her he could move on and forget all about it, about her. How wrong he had been! Now knowing what it felt like to kiss her to hold her to be with her, it just intensified the feelings and he desired her more than before. God how he would keep his hands from her now? He rolled his eyes. Under this good damn dome and with this town which should be named Crazy Town instead of Chester's Mill, there surely would be yet another crisis distracting them for a few hours.
Now however, it was early morning. It was quiet and beautiful out there, no crazy policeman shooting at people, no flu, no accidents, no bombs. Just he and Julia in the bed. He fully planned to enjoy it for as long as it lasted and deep in his heart he had a terrible feeling it will end sooner rather than later. He feared the moment she would wake, when they would have to face the fact that last night actually happened.
He threw a glance at the clock sitting on the nightstand. It was 8.30am. Pretty late considering the fact they usually woke around 7am but they deserved to rest after the whole MOAB thing and the crazy day they had yesterday. It was way after midnight they got into bed and only hours later they actually fell asleep. The memory of last night made him shudder with the same powerful craving and his pulse quickened. Her soft skin, her perfect curves, her soft moans and her full lips; everything about her was etched in his mind. They were perfect for each other, like two halves of a whole that had just been waiting to join. Last night was amazing. But this was a new morning and honestly he felt unsecure. They didn't exactly talk about them or where they stood and he had no clue what was in her mind. Was it just the day taking its toll on her? Did she just need reassurance that they were alive? Did she just need a warm body to keep her feel alive? For him it was definitely more. What exactly he could not and did not want to define it was too complex.
Suddenly she stirred and shifted slightly catching his full attention, his body tensed with anticipation. Her eyes fluttered open and her unfocused eyes landed on him. They were now foggy with sleep as she slowly focused on him. He smiled shyly at her as he moved a stray lock of hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear his eyes never leaving hers. She gave him a lazy, sleepy smile her eyes warm with affection.
He was careful not to touch her keeping the few inches distant between their bodies unsure if his touch would be welcomed. Unconsciously his eyes landed on her hand. Her right hand was resting between them and on her finger her wedding ring shone in the morning sunlight. It filled the beautiful moment between them with bitterness. It was wrong to be here in her bed with her, he knew it was but it felt so damn right. The muscles in his jaw tightened as his eyes narrowed on the ring.
Of course nothing he did went unnoticed by Julia. He was an open book for her after all; he was ever since they had met. And that was the case now too as she carefully hide her hand under her pillow. A wave of uncertainty washed over her face and she turned away to look out the window.
Barbie watched her profile for a moment. Slowly the crushing weight of rejection wrapped itself around his heart and he found it difficult to breath. She was regretting it. Of course she was. She had lost his husband only days before and he was a complete stranger. A wave of pain ripped through him. He blamed himself for this. He should have known what would happen. But it was too late now. There was only one thing he could do now, release her from her guilt and shame. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes to gather his strength. Finally he turned slowly away to leave the bed. It was better this way. She deserved so much better.
"No." She said suddenly. Her voice was firm but laced with panic and she reached out immediately to him, her hold on his hand gentle like a whisper. It made him stop dead in his track. And just like that, half-sitting up on the bed, his eyes locked with hers, the softness of her hand burned the skin where she touched him. "I'd like you to stay." She whispered and her words were his undoing, something snapped in him and his heart started to hammer in his chest. He leaned back in the bed and they started into each other's eyes for a short moment.
This time it was him who took the first step. He couldn't help himself, he needed to feel her, to know they were okay, that last night was okay and she did not regret it. That maybe, just maybe she felt the same way he did, whatever it was. He took her chin in his hand and stroked her cheek tenderly with an outstretched finger before he slowly moved closer to her. He looked her in the eyes before he leaned down to capture her lips. His kiss was soft and sweet even though his body urged him to take her. His body throbbed and ached for her. He wanted her badly, wanted to make slow and delicious love to her, a primitive part of him wanted to claim her as his own and never let her go as long as she would have him. She moaned into his mouth pulling him closer her hands running through his hair wildly. Just as he was about to deepened the kiss an urgent knock broke through their desire filled mind. He frowned as they pulled away, his hand leaving her head; Julia however only smiled at him mischievously as she leaned over him, her hands gentle on his chest and shoulder. His fingers already found their way back into her soft hair and he held her close, his other hand caressing the bare skin on her back.
"They will go away." She whispered against his lips as she leaned down to kiss him. She tasted so sweet, so exquisitely sweet, and she smelled still like sex… and him. And that was one arousing mixture. He kissed her back just as passionately. She moaned and took hold of his shoulders. He kissed her slowly, his lips traveling along the line of her chin then kissing down her neck when the knock came again now more forcefully.
Whoever it was, he was not going anywhere until someone opened the door, it was painfully clear. He leaned back as Julia let out a frustrated sigh. God damn it someone had an awful timing and he could feel the growing anger toward whoever it was. He watched with half-amusement as Julia pulled away, her body tense with unsatisfied longing as she put her robe on, pouting in disappointment and frustration. His eyes followed her every move perfectly aware of the fact she was naked under that tiny robe. She threw an apologizing glance at him as she left the room. He was painfully aware of the fact how much he still wanted her. Rubbing his chin he decided it was probably better if he stayed a bit longer in the bed until he calmed down.
He heard her footsteps on the stairs as she made her way down and then another woman's voice drifted upstairs. He let out another frustrated sigh and threw a glance at the clock. It was almost 9am and real life literally knocked on their door. They still had an emergency situation, people were still crazy out there and no matter how amazing and wonderful their night and morning had been it did not change the fact that they still were under a damn fishbowl.
Reluctantly he pulled his cloths on, ran his fingers through his hair and made his way downstairs. Julia turned his way immediately as she heard him approach. She was still wearing only that robe and Barbie had to glance away from her as he remembered she was wearing absolutely nothing underneath it.
"Oh. Hi." The blonde obviously very pregnant woman said her eyebrow disappearing under her hair as she glanced at him and then at Julia her eyes wide with surprise before recognition filled them. Okay now that was embarrassing.
"Morning." He said turning away from the woman and throwing a hesitant glance at Julia not quite sure how to handle the situation.
"Barbie, this is my neighbor Harriet." Julia said finally. Harriet now grinned at them with a knowing smile. Embarrassment was an understatement, Barbie had to realize. This woman knew Julia and knew very well she was basically still married and without a question she also knew Julia spent the night with him. If the shy and hesitant glances they were throwing at each other were not obvious enough, Julia still had a "just-had-amazing-sex" glow around her, her hair still a mass from his roving hands throughout the morning and night before.
"I think I have that yoghurt." Julia said effectively catching Harriet's attention and he couldn't be more thankful for the distraction. He was so busy to seem normal and relaxed that he almost didn't notice the blonde woman making her way into the house.
"I'm sorry." He murmured as he stepped aside awkwardly. As Harriet left, they stayed in the doorway Julia leaning against the frame watching him with amazed eyes. She clearly enjoyed his discomfort but what really made his heart skip a beat was the utter and complete affection shining in her blue orbs. Still he had no idea how to handle the situation, what to do or what to say. This was completely new to him so he sent a shy smile at her and stepped out of the house. He needed to do something to distract himself and to give them time to truly digest what had happened the night before and in the morning.
"Where are you off to? Running away?" She asked suddenly her voice mocking but the slightest bit of uncertainty flew through her eyes. That made him stop and frown at her. She was kidding right? Running away from her? Even at the very beginning he hadn't been able to stay away from her and now… now there was no way in hell or heaven he could. She was stuck with him until she kicked him out herself.
"Half the town going nuts yesterday, that wasn't a fluke. So…" He started and as he looked into her eyes he had to suppress a smile and glance away. He was too damn close to do something poor Harriet would be scandalized by if she would happen to walk out of the kitchen. "Linda could still use my help." He finished finally. He glanced back in time to see her nod the smug knowing smile not leaving her full lips.
The little minx knew exactly what kind of effect she had on him and that he felt utterly lost with how to handle the situation. She enjoyed herself way too much. But oddly enough he did not feel offended or hurt, instead his heart sang with joy. This was strange. Smiling at her one more time he finally turned to walk away. He felt like a stupid teenager boy… Stupid but a very happy one.
So this was it. I loved this scene soo soo much one of my favorites!
Romantic in Denial, yas-m, maricejayo: thanks so much for your reviews!