THIS DAMN girl, she was sinking herself into my veins, through my blood and straight into my heart. I never thought I would ever get attached to anyone but she was changing everything I had ever believed and turning my world upside down. I couldn't get enough of her but it wasn't like the other girls. I wanted every single fucking piece of her that she was willing to hand over; flaws, insecurities, I wanted it all.
The comforter moved beside me and strands of raven colored hair fell into her face, blocking my view. Leaning forward, I pushed the long pieces of fallen hair back behind her ears and rubbed the back of my knuckles across the smooth skin on her cheekbones. Her body twitched and small goose bumps appeared on her skin while I slowly made my way down her neck until I reached her shoulders and gave them a small shake.
A tiny groan escaped her chest but her eyes failed to open. I felt shitty waking her up but I didn't want her to miss out on what I wanted to show her, either. I knew she would love it. My hand stayed on her shoulder, giving it another shake, this one rougher. I couldn't contain my smile when I spotted one eye flutter open and she peered up at me from behind long, dark eyelashes.
"Good morning, sunshine," I whispered, only to watch the one eye shut back quickly.
Well fuck, looks like it was going to be more difficult than I thought. I leaned in for attempt number two. Giving her shoulder another rock, she groaned. The same sleepy eye opened. "The house better be on fire," she murmured, putting her arm over her face.
"I want to show you something," I explained, quickly.
The glaring eye stared at me but her mouth didn't open until it was ready to yawn. Finally opening up the other eye, she lifted up to stretch her arms out in front of her, giving me a tiny glimpse of the soft skin I showered with kisses last night. "What time is it?" She asked around another yawn.
"Just after six," I answered, waiting for it.
The mattress moved when she back collapsed back on the bed. "Nope, that is not morning for me yet," she groaned. I chuckled at the stern look she was giving me. "Wake me up in a few hours." Her tiny hand slapped her pillow a few times, fluffing it out, before plopping her head back down quickly and shutting her eyes again.
"Nope. Get your ass up.”
“I cannot function this early in the morning,: she argued, her face against the pillow. “Why are you even up? You’re a bad boy or whatever the hell they call you, aren’t you suppose to practice the sleep all day, party all night mantra?”
“Bad boy mantra? Seriously? Bring your camera, too.”
It's in its case sitting on the dresser," she told me, pointing towards the tall dresser in the corner of the room. "Grab it while I try to convince my immobile body to wake up and not hate me for it."
I shook my head and pulled myself out of bed. The cold air smacked into my bare chest and I jumped at the feel of the freezing floor coming in contact with my exposed heels. "You'll need your coat, too."
Her head jerked up, giving me a death stare. "Nope, no way. I've already agreed to get out of bed early, that line stops at going outside and freezing my butt off. It's one or the other, homeboy."
Instead of leaving the room, I stopped at the end of her bed and reached my hands under the warm blankets. Grabbing both of her ankles, I pulled her body down and she yelped.
“Don’t even think about it,” she warned. I grinned and tickled her feet softly while she squirmed trying to free herself from my hold.
“Promise me you’ll get up,” I said, and continued tickling.
She kicked her feet. “Fine, I’ll get up.”
“Say you promise,” I demanded, gripping her feet tighter.
“Jesus, yes, I promise,” she cried out.
“And tell me I’m amazing,” I added.
“Are you serious?” She blurted, still fighting against me.
“Oh yeah.”
“Fine asshole, you are amazing!” She yelped.
"Not exactly the words I was looking for but it’ll do,” I grinned, dropping both of her ankles at the same time. “You will be thanking me for this later.”
"Ha. I want to punch you in your face right now so I highly doubt that," she said.
"Get dressed and meet me in the living room in five," I instructed, grabbing her camera.
"Aye aye, captain."
"If you decide to go back to sleep, I will come get you and take you with me wearing what you have on right now." Her eyes widened with realization her little plan had been busted.
"You suck," she moaned, tossing her pillow at me in the doorframe.
"Five minutes," I called out, walking down the hallway.
I walked down the hall to my room and threw on my coat and boots before strolling down the stairs beating Daisy into the living room. She came down the stairs bundled up like an Eskimo like when we went snow tubing.
"Let's do this," she said, blowing out a breath. I grabbed her hand walking out into the dark, cold morning. My glove covered hand scraped the snow off one of the benches and I motioned for her to sit.
"It's breathtaking," she said, her face glowing like the coming sun. I looked away from her to the gorgeous view of the sun rising in front of us, pink, orange and yellow clinging around the white, snow capped mountains.
"I always watch the sun rise from the mountains when I stay here." I replied, and she lay back, snuggling into my open arms.