Chapter 14 - Am I Dreaming?

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Chapter 14 – Am I Dreaming?

Emily Sanders...

The groggy feeling of waking up – seemed to have also reached my brain this morning – why is there a dead weight of an arm wrapped over my waist, a solid frame pressed against me. Why is there someone lying next to me? Beginning to freak out – I began to wriggle my way out of the hold until I heard a chuckle.

"Forgot I was here huh?"

"What....? no, of course not," I surprised myself in how calm my voice sounded considering my heart was galloping away from me, like a horse being let free from its reigns.

"Mmhmmm," the amusement evident in his voice, "if not that, why were you trying to squirm your way, to get, away from me?"

"I-uh-I-was.... uhm.... I was going to brush away the skunk smell in my mouth before you woke up!" Why the fuck did I say that? Could I have mortified myself anymore?

"Well, that's quite the picture you just painted!"

I couldn't fight my smile but I quickly pinched myself to make sure that I wasn't still asleep.... nope; wide awake – which of course; sent my heart galloping off again. Last night had actually happened – Jeffrey had shown up here, he confessed that he couldn't fight what he was feeling anymore, he confessed that he liked me; like, liked me – the way that I have liked him for so long. I still can't quite believe. It had been everything and more than I could have ever conjured in my mind, or in a dream.

"Well, I aim to please..." turning to look at him; I really wish that I hadn't because I am struck dumb by just how completely attracted to him that I am.

The playful sparkle lit his eyes in a way that had slithered a wave of heat down my spine. The full intent in them was obvious as he lowered his gaze very slowly; taking in every inch of my body – there was no doubt in my mind, that he was undressing me with those perfectly shaded eyes; which left me with a very warm and excitable feeling bubbling at my very core. The amused smile on his features; told me that he had, had the desired effect on me.

Damn it! He's far too handsome for his own good.

"Mmhmm," he groaned as his tongue slowly brushed over his very soft and talented lips. Good God; have mercy on me.... please! "I bet you do!" tilting his head to the side; those eyes raking goose-bumps over every single inch of my body; excitement had never quite felt this insanely strong and returned.

Turning around; I forced my feet to move me to the bathroom – but with every step, they fought hard to turn back; and crawl back into his arms. No, I would continue on to my destination – there is no way that I am kissing him with morning, yack breath. Not when it had taken so long to get to this point.

Waking up this morning; curled up with Jeff – my stomach did a flip. If I had remembered that it was indeed him – I would have basked a little longer in bed. My stomach is still grumbling and my heart, I swear is beating so fucking hard, its trying to break through my chest.

"What do you want to do today, darlin'?" the velvet tone of his voice did very, very little to dampen my hormones.

"I want to fuck your brains out!" no, I can't say that, well not yet anyway, "I don't know, what do you want to do?"

"Well they are still telling people to remain indoors,"

That really wasn't a surprise; as the wind roared like a demon in the fires of the deepest pit of hell. It hadn't calmed down; I can hear things skidding across the asphalt and the heavy drum of the rain hitting the shutters that were over the windows. I just can't even imagine the true extent of damage that people would be facing when this storm finally dies down.

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