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Chapter 4
After eating what seemed like 18 tons of ice cream, Bennett had walked me back to my room. We stopped in front of my bedroom door and as I turned toward him, I caught a smile that was quickly wiped away from his face. I cleared my throat.
"Well that was fun. I'm kind of tired though, so I guess I'll see you tomorrow. Maybe we could go on another late night adventure." I told him.
"I guess so Miss Bel." I smiled as he hugged me. His hugs were always so warm. It was like a giant bear hug of happiness. He smelt great too, like honeysuckle and jasmine. Must've been the body wash because most of the guards smelled like that. His hands finally let go of me and he gave me a wink. I giggled and before I could stop myself I kissed him on the cheek. It kind of just felt natural. Suddenly, embarrassment rushed over me like a wave when I realized what I had just done. I didn't move as quickly as I should have because I thought if I did I might fall down. I was dizzy. Maybe it was because I was tired. It took all the power within me to move my lips from his cheek. I couldn't quite process how awkward this situation was, so I gave him a quick smile before grabbing the handle of my door and closing it shut behind me. I was such an idiot; he must think I'm crazy or maybe he feels joyful or just kind of confused. I was kind of disappointed in myself because I was just heartbroken and I had to leave Bennett guessing on what a kiss on the cheek meant. I mean it was a kiss on the cheek. It wasn't like I shoved my tongue down his throat. I am just overreacting I told myself. He probably thinks I do this with all the guys I meet, except he has been with me all the time to protect me while meeting all of the boys. He definitely knows I haven't kissed them on the cheek, that's for sure.
Come on, let's get going to bed, I told myself. I didn't even bother putting on pajamas. I was too tired and I didn't want to have another freak out session over how many stupid things I've done today. I got under the covers and snuggled my head into the pillows. Not even a second went by until I was fast asleep.
Next Morning
I never had my maids wake me up because I felt that I needed my natural beauty sleep. My parents roll their eyes every time they heard me say that. They said that I was a drama queen and that if I wanted to become a real queen I would have to wake up on time for events and council meetings. I just told them that I was not becoming a queen yet so for now it was fine. They never argued with me because what a foolish thing to even fight over. They knew that I was never going to be woken up early even if maids came into my room and shoved me out of bed. When I woke up today, I definitely didn't feel like I had my beauty sleep. I felt more like I hit my head a gazillion times against a metal wall. I began to sit up and automatically I regretted it because my head was in pain. I didn't want to get the phone to call my maids because I was too lazy to tell them I was awake and I needed them to get me headache reliever, so I just did the only thing I could also do.
"Bennett! Bennett!" I yelled. Instantly I heard the door swing open. I looked up and saw Bennett with his sword drawn and his feet in a fighting stance. His eyes were wide and his mouth was in a thin line. He looked as if he could kill someone in an instant. He also looked like a psychopath who hadn't slept in 12 hours too, but he probably didn't care about appearance as long as he was keeping me safe. When he looked at me, he registered the fact that I was not in danger and I was not dying because someone shot me. He finally let out a breath that he must've been holding in.
"Bel, you are crazy you know that right?" He smiled slightly as he got out of his fighting stance.
"Yeah I know. Can you call my maids to get me headache reliever?" I asked him with a look that he knew that if he refused I would attack him.
"Alright missy. You can cranky all you want but you need to be nicer." I knew he was joking. He was probably tired because he usually would have gone back to his room and showered before having his night shift. He was wearing the same uniform from yesterday, because he had a faint vanilla ice cream stain on his right sleeve so that's how I knew.
"Boo hoo, that hurt my feelings. Please just do it." He moved to the phone and typed in the number for the maid section. He then talked to the head maid to get my maids to bring some headache reliever. Once he set the phone down, I patted the spot next to me on my bed. Instead of sitting next to me, he excused himself which was odd because he would usually sit next to me and wait for them.
"Where are you going?" I asked him. He turned around toward me and gave me a nervous look.
"Oh. I'm just going back outside, Princess." Then without even waiting for a reply he walked out of my room. It was like he was all happy and everything was the same and then all of the sudden he was a robot. It was strange. I then remembered though that I had kissed him on the cheek yesterday. Maybe sitting on my bed made him uncomfortable. I screwed this up too. Crap.