The next morning I wake up in a tangle of sheets and realize that D is gone. I stretch like a cat and roll to his side of the bed to find a note lying on his pillow. Picking the note up I see the manly scrawl of D's, "You looked so peaceful that I couldn't wake you. When you find this come find me. We need to talk." This last statement scared me a bit and I quickly rose from the bed and headed to the bathroom to take care of my morning business. Just as I was finishing up with brushing my teeth and stepped into the little room that housed the shower I felt a presence and turned to find D standing in the doorway. "Hey little one. Did you sleep well?", he says with his patent sideways grin. "I did.", I answer him as I step forward unashamed of my nakedness and stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips. We kissed for a few seconds before D stepped away from me and toward the shower. He opened the door and reached inside to turn the shower on and adjusted the temperature of the water. "Let's get cleaned up and talk.", he says removing his low slung jeans and stepping into the spray of the shower. I follow and stand under the spray of the water looking up into his green eyes unable to read his expression.
D pulls me close and I lay my head against his chest. He begins to rub my back under the spray of the water. As he starts to speak I hear the rumble of his voice through his chest and it soothes me. "I don't know what came over me last night. After it was over I felt really bad about the roughness. The only way I can explain it is that when I've been in a fight like the one yesterday it does something to me. It brought out a savage side of me and for that I am sorry. I never want to hurt you. I have fallen in love with you and instead of hurting you I want nothing more than to protect you." With that said he takes a deep breath and I look up at him, the water streaming down his face and dripping off his long eyelashes, and kiss him on the chest, never removing my eyes from his. I see what looks to be anguish on his face. Breaking my kiss I look up and lick my lips, "You did not hurt me. I could never be scared of you and I know you want to protect me. I want to let you and so because of that I am willing to be with you in any way you want. I felt the tension from the experiences of yesterday too. And you know what? I've fallen in love with you too."
D took a deep, cleansing breath and leaned down to place his lips softly against mine. I clung to him as his kiss made me weak in the knees. It was tender and loving and so different from our session from last night. We stood there under the almost hot spray of water for several minutes just kissing and clinging to each other as if our lives depended on the closeness of the other. There was nothing sexual in our kisses and it was most satisfying. We lovingly washed each other all the time stealing a kiss here and there. At one point D smiled a broad smile and said, "I love how short you are. You're like my very own Tinkerbell or something. Hey come to think of it you are a lot like Tinkerbell, little body and big attitude!" I playfully punch him on his chest and say, "So you think I'm a little fairy?" and look up at him with my green eyes showing a bit of attitude. "Yes but you're my little fairy and there's that attitude I was just talking about.", he says and throws his head back and laughs deeply. We tease each other a bit as we finish up our shower and D reaches to turn off the nozzle. He reaches out the door and takes a towel off the towel rack. He pulls me close and begins to towel off my hair and body before wrapping me tightly in the towel and tucking in one corner. He then takes another towel and dries himself off and wraps it low on his hips. I seem to just stand there admiring his beauty.
We got out of the shower and dressed in comfortable clothes and decided that since it was raining that we would enjoy the day together inside. I found a pair of D's boxer shorts and one of his t shirts and skipped the bra. D slid on a pair of plaid pajama pants and skipped the shirt and shoes. We made our way to the kitchen and began to prepare the mornings meal of pancakes and bacon. As I mixed the pancake batter D stepped up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. His strong hands covered mine and we mixed the batter together. He planted small kisses on my head and temple as we worked. This was a totally different man from the one I encountered last night. We finished our breakfast even with all the PDA and made our way to the living room where D put in an extra long movie and I cuddled against his body with my legs pulled up under me on the couch. We stayed snuggled together on the couch nearly all day except to grab the occasional snack or drink or the occasional light make out session. How could this man be so viral and sexual one day and so sweet and tender the next? I didn't know but I liked it. I must have fallen asleep at some point because when I woke up there was a blanket from the back of the couch thrown over me and the TV was just static. D was watching me sleep with a contented half smile on his face. I kissed him gently and he moaned low in his throat.
I could sense that neither of us even needed sex but that we both needed the affection that we shared all day. I had grown up in an environment where I didn't always feel that I was good for anything and I knew that D had grown up in a very similar way. We both had dads that were ex military and both suffered from their time as soldiers. D obviously had been trained to be a soldier himself and I had been trained to be wary of almost everyone and to look at situations very differently from the way most girls were brought up to see those same situations. We were both the oldest sibling and were given the task of being the protector of our younger brothers. We were so much alike even down to the music that we listened to that somehow fueled our near aggressive behaviors in a way. The only difference there was that I tended to lean more toward the metal side of the rock spectrum with artists like Disturbed and Five Finger Death Punch. That we were both so unusually trusting of each other was a mystery to both of us but somehow it worked.
We finally went to bed sometime after the sun went down. It really wasn't time for bed but we went anyway. We crawled into bed and wrapped ourselves up together as if we were clinging to a lifeline. I fell asleep to the soft rhythm of D's breathing and the sound of his heartbeat against my ear. I was one happy girl but I briefly wondered when the shoe would fall and couldn't help myself. I gently kissed D's chest and shut my eyes and my thoughts drifted away.