Chapter 84: Chapter 84

Andrea

I didn't want the morning to come. I didn't think it would be here within the twinkle of an eye. My head was on top of Alejandro's chest.

Maybe it's because it is the first time we lay in my room together. After all, it's different. It didn't feel like the regular night we always had. We have spent so much time together in the past, but this felt special.

I listened to his heartbeat, which had suddenly became my favorite sound. Slowly, I raised my head. He was still asleep. My hair fell on his chest, and I brushed it to the back.

I smiled as I stared at his handsome face. His brows were perfectly arched, his nose straight as it should be. Some strands of hair fell on his face, and I brushed it up, careful jog to not disturb his sleep.

It was still dark outside. I reached for my phone on the table close to my bed. It was 5:30 am. I placed the phone back. Alison is an early riser and would soon be up.

Though I did not want to, I knew I had to wake Alejandro from his sleep so he could get going, but I couldn't bring myself to. We had a long day last night, and I wanted him to get all the rest he could before we began the day's job.

As I watched his chest fall and rise, I felt at ease. Alejandro had slowly become my home.

I lifted my hands to his face and slowly traced it on his smooth skin. His skin felt soft under my fingers. I soon moved to his brows, the bridge of his nose, and then to his lips.

It was soft, and I wanted to taste them.

Slowly, I leaned down and placed a quick peck on it. I smiled afterward, feeling fulfilled. Slowly, I moved away from him and gazed at his face.

Alejandro's eyes suddenly flutter open, startling me for a second. “You are awake,” I said, and he smiled. I felt his firm hands wrap around my waist, and he slowly pulled me to himself.

“What do you think you are doing?” I looked everywhere but his eyes, “what does it look like I am doing?” I asked him back.

He suddenly turned to me, and my back pressed against his chest. I felt a bit disappointed that he was not kissing me or anything.

“Let's sleep some more.” He said, holding me closer to himself. Slowly, I drifted into sleep.

Morning sun leaked into the room through the window, which had its curtain pulled apart. I slowly opened my eyes, blinking rapidly as I tried to adjust to the brightness.

“You are finally awake,” a deep voice that I recognized quickly as Alejandro said.

I sat, leaning against the frame of the room. “Oh my, did I sleep for too long?” I asked, still rubbing my sleepy eyes.

When we had gone back to sleep together earlier, I didn't think I'd be the one sleeping in.

“You did not,” Alejandro said. I could finally make out his figure. He was seated on the sofa in my room, one leg crossed over the other. He held a newspaper, which he spread apart.

It was still morning, and he was already oozing coolness.

I ran my hand across my hair and stood.

I strode slowly across the room and stopped in front of the mirror. My eyes widened in horror, and my hands flew to my mouth.

I looked miserable. My hair was like a bird's nest.

I couldn't look like this in front of Alejandro. I quickly began brushing my hair with my hand. “Why didn't you tell me I look miserable, like a clown,” I said to him.

He lifted his eyes from the newspaper and held my gaze through the mirror for the briefest moment, “because you look beautiful.” I scoffed.

“That's your way of making a mockery of me, right?” I said I was still trying to brush my hair.

I soon gave up. I'll comb my hair properly when I take my bath. I stared at him through the mirror and asked in a low voice, “Did I snore?”

A sly smile appeared on his face, “did you snore?”

“Come on, answer me,” I said.

He lowered the newspaper and slanted his head to the side, “you didn't.” He said, and I turned to him. The poster on the side now had a tear on it.

“That's a relief.” I placed one hand on my chest and sighed. We may be together, but I still want to be perfect before him. When I noticed the sly smile still hanging on my face, realization hit me.

He may have lied.

“You aren't lying to me right now, are you?”

“Of course not; it would not be nice to tell you the truth and how you almost made me seal your lips.” He said.

I walked towards him and hit him playfully on his shoulder. He caught my arms at my second attempt and pulled me down.

I was seated on his lap before I could decipher what was happening.

He leaned towards me slowly, and I closed my eyes, waiting for a kiss. After a few seconds of waiting in vain and not feeling anything on my lips, my eyes flutter open.

Alejandro picked something from my hair. I felt my cheeks burn up in embarrassment, “what were you expecting?” He asked, and I tucked some strands of hair behind my ear.

“Who said I was expecting anything?” I said, and attempted to leap away from his hold, but he held me down.

His lips met mine.

I pulled away from him when I heard footsteps.

Alison. How did I forget about her? “You need to hide,” I said. No matter how much Alison liked Alejandro, I know Alison would not be pleased that I allowed him in without her knowledge.