Chapter Four

She woke up with her face resting on his chest and as she opened her eyes and lifted her head to look at him she saw that his eyes were already open.

"Good morning," he greeted her and she presented him with a smile before moving her lips close to his to kiss him softly.

"Morning," she replied again, this time with words then lay back on her pillow eying the ceiling and stretched her arms.

He rolled on his left side close to her and without saying a word he just kept on looking at her. She adjusted the blanket on her a little nervously, to make sure it covers her enough and still standing his gaze she rolled on her right side facing him.

"What?" she asked half chuckling, still not understanding his silent gaze.

"I don't want this night to be over," he said and before she could react in any way his lips were already tasting hers and the blanket that had covered her just a minute ago made place to his body that demanded it's presence on hers. There was no way to stop him from making love to her again and she would have been a fool if she had even tried. He seemingly couldn't get enough of her and she couldn't get enough of him and under any other circumstances it would have bothered her, but in his arms she could only think of one thing, him.

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"I want to stay," he stated decisively, breaking the silence as she was again resting her face on his chest, which she found a really comfortable place to be.

"I don't think that's a good idea," she replied, turning her head in his direction, leaning on her lower arms.

"But I want to stay," he repeated, emphasizing the words in the middle of his sentence.

"Do you realize that we're about to ruin everything we've worked for in the last ten years?" she brought up the subject again, risking him calling her a killjoy once more, but she had to at least try to be the sensible one.

"I don't care," he said firmly and even though she appreciated his honesty she started to feel the pressure that she had to be the one pulling him back to the ground again.

"You would sacrifice everything you've worked for for a few hours of pleasure?" she exaggerated of course, it wasn't just a few hours of pleasure for her and she knew it meant more to him as well, but when it came to reason, she had to admit that this whole thing just didn't make sense.

"I hate it when you talk like that. Why does it always have to be one or the other? Why can't we have both?" he asked the question she'd asked herself many times, but her life had taught her that choosing was something necessary if she wanted to move forward and not backwards.

"Because mixing business with pleasure cannot result in anything good and you know that as well as I do."

She tried to convince him to believe her, but on the other hand she couldn't deny that she wanted him to stay as well, for one more hour, day, she had no idea. No matter how decisive she wanted to sound, she wasn't ready to let him go yet.

"But I don't want to think about it right now, all right? Why can't we forget about it only for a while and just once do what we want?"

She was startled to hear his words, it felt as if he had read her mind.

"Because we are adults," she tried one last time and her own words made her chuckle hearing her ridiculous reason.

"That we are," he agreed, moving towards her with his head and kissed her, "In fact staying in bed all day would be a very adult thing to do, don't you think?" he added kissing her again and again, making it impossible for her to reply anything.

Of course she didn't need much more convincing. Her body had already reacted before her mind gave it a go as well. And she soon lost her head in his arms again, indulging in their seemingly undying passion.