Halle’S POV.
Blink.
Blink again.
A fancy light fixture adorned with sparkling crystal hanging from the ceiling above with bright light emanating from it which almost destroys my eyes. I quickly shut them close and looked away.
A sitting area with the theme color, white.
My eyes scan the entire bedroom and for a moment, I feel like I’m tripping.
This is not my bedroom. I would never make my bedroom theme color white and I do not have enough money to afford half the luxurious things I see in it.
I, however, know who it belongs to.
Omega Reed.
I try to sit upright on the bed, but I stop when a burning sensation spreads between my legs and that’s when memories of last night flood my mind.
Reed and I had sex.
My face turns beet root. I blush so hard, I have to hide my face with my hands.
It happened!
But where the hell is he?
I look around, but he’s nowhere to be found. I’m about to step down from the bed when I see a note on the nightstand. I pick it up and read.
“I’ll be right back.”
My smile grows wider as I fall back on the bed and kick my legs in the air in excitement. I can’t believe this is happening. I’m actually lying in Omega Reed’s bed, in his bedroom, in his house.
Who would have thought!
My eyes fly to the door when I hear it push open. My mouth falls when I see Reed walking in with a tray in his hand and on the tray are two bowls, a jar of milk and two glasses.
What is going on?
“You are awake.” He says with a smile and heads over to the bed where I’m currently seated. My pussy is terribly sore from the heated sex we had last night, but that’s the least of my worries right now.
Omega Reed just served me breakfast in bed.
“What?” He asks with a smile as he places the tray on the nightstand. I giggle and give him a shy look.
“You didn’t strike me as the romantic type.”
“I’m not!”
“But what you just did… serving me breakfast in bed is pretty romantic.” He creased his brows at me and tilted his head to the side, giving me a serious look.
“Is it? I thought it was common courtesy.”
“It’s still unlike you to give any shit about common courtesy.”
“Whoa! Watch it, young lady. I might be a person who doesn’t mince his words, but that doesn’t mean I’m mannerless.”
“I didn’t say you have no manners, I’m just saying…” I stop and shake my head. “In fact, never mind. This meal smells too delicious for me to keep ignoring just to argue with you.” I look around, searching for my clothes and I bite my lips in frustration when I notice they are nowhere to be found.
I have to get down from this bed and go into the bathroom so I can freshen up, but how am I going to do that when I stark naked under sheets and Reed is seated right beside me.
Shit!
I should’ve woken up from this bed the moment I snapped my eyes open from my slumber.
“Are you looking for something?” Reed asks, following my gaze. I nod my head at him.
“Yes. My clothes. They are nowhere to be found.
“I took them to the laundry room.”
“The laundry room?”
“Yeah. You can wear mine when you take your shower.” He says in his usual nonchalant tone and I’m looking at him like he has lost his mind.
“What? I mean why did you take my clothes to the laundry room? They weren’t even dirty yet!”
“I know. I wanted you to wear my clothes today, that’s why I got rid of them.”
“Got rid of them?” I ask, alarmed.
“Got rid of them as in, took them to the laundry room. Not throwing them away. I should have done that though.” I cry in silence.
He has no idea the predicament he has put me in right now.
How am I going to wake up from this bed?
“Well, I need to go to the bathroom and freshen up.”
“What’s stopping you from doing that?” He’s giving me a surprised look like he doesn’t know what I’m talking about. I cast him a very serious glare. “Why are you gawking at me?”
“Because you are acting clueless and it’s annoying!”
“How exactly am I acting clueless?”
Kill. Me. Now!
“I have to go to the bathroom but there are no clothes for me to put on, so I’m stuck on this bed as long as you are here.”
“You mean to tell me you are can’t wake up from this bed and go into the bathroom because me seeing you naked is going to make you feel shy?” I Calmly nod my head, hoping he would understand and give me the privacy I so much need, but instead, he chuckles and shakes his head.
“Halle, we had sex last night.”
“I know, but…”
“But nothing! Absolutely nothing. Last night I took off your clothes, your underwear, I ate you out, kissed you all over your body and made love to you. I have already done the worst thing I could do to you. Me seeing your nakedness should be no big deal. We’ve already done the deed.” I’m biting my bottom lip so hard, it almost bleeds.
He’s right.
I’m acting like a child.
If I was able to let him have my body, then him seeing me naked in broad daylight should be no big deal.
Taking in a deep breath, I pull off the sheets from my body, revealing my naked body beneath. Cold breeze weeps my skin and I wrap my arms around my breasts, almost shivering from the cold.
“You are so beautiful.” He leans forward and plants a soft, passionate kiss on my forehead. “Go freshen up while I change the sheets.”
“Change the sheets?” I ask in surprise.
“Yeah.” He points over to a spot on the bed and my soul leaves my body when I see a red spot on the place he just pointed at.
Blood.
My blood.
I bled during sex.
“It’s nothing for you to be ashamed of.” His voice is so calm, so soft, so gentle, it’s almost deceptive. I look into his smiling eyes and I automatically feel a lot better. His gentle strokes on my cheeks are igniting fireworks in my body.
If he doesn’t stop, if I don’t get out of here right now, I’m going to get horny again and I’m going to ask him to fuck me.
“I’ll be right back.” I step down from the bed and rush into the bedroom at the speed of light. I can hear him giggling and as I close the door to the bathroom behind me.
Twenty minutes later, I’m done brushing and showering and dressing up.
I’m putting on his clothes which happen to be a pair of grey joggings and a white t-shirt. I had to wear one of his new boxers as pants.
They are all oversized on me.
“You look amazing!”
“I look like a hobo!” I slump on the bed and the aroma of the meal hits me hard. My intestines grumble.
“I made the only meal I can cook. Scrambled eggs and french fries. I hope it doesn’t taste too bad.”
It’s cute to hear Reed sound insecure about something. He always exudes an aura of confidence that would make one think there’s absolutely nothing in the world he could ever be insecure about.
“Hmmm….” I moan deliciously as I savour the spoonful of scrambled eggs I just put in my mouth.
It’s perfect, just like its cooker.
“How does it taste?”
“Excellent! It’s delicious?”
“Are you sure you’re not saying that just to make me feel nice?” I drop the spoon and frown at him.
“No, I’m not!” His face breaks into a bright smile.
My heart is doing backflips in my chest.
Our eyes lock and something passes between us. My excitement grows with each second that passes. Lust is slamming into me like a fist to my face.
We both dive into the meal and in less than no time, the plates are empty and the bottle of milk is almost half empty.
Reed sets the plates aside and joins me on the bed.
“I’m sorry I didn’t ask about your sexual experience before taking things too far last night. I hope I wasn’t too hard on you.”
“You weren’t. It didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would. I enjoyed it.”
“I’m happy you did.”
“What am I to you now, if I may ask?”
“Do you want to be my girlfriend?” He asks calmly. My heart drops into my stomach.
Did he just ask me to be his girlfriend?
“Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?”
“Yes. I am. Do you?”
“Of course I do. I’m just you know, worried about the fact that we are not mates. Aren’t you worried about that?”
“I am.”
“What do we do about that?”
“Nothing. A good friend of mine once told me not to think a lot about the future, but to enjoy every moment we have right now with the people we have around us. That’s exactly what I want to do.”
“Do you have any friends? Not to talk of close ones?”
“Halle, that’s not the point.” I giggle at his frustration.
I enjoy doing this to him.
“Sorry.” My head drops, but he slicks his index finger under my chin and lifts it up so that I’m looking at him again. My heartbeats jar in my ears when he snakes his hand around my neck to bring my face closer to his. The brush of his fingers across my neck, so soft, it seems reverent.
His forehead touches mine and the sweetness of the gesture has my heart threatening to beat its way out of my chest.
He makes me burn.
The ache continues to abate. I freeze when he captures my lips in an electrifying kiss. Sparks break out across my skin as our lips touch and liquid heat spreads through my veins.
Kissing him is addictive.
Thrilling.
I can never get enough.
By the time he breaks the kiss, my face has turned tomato red and I’ve melted like butter in his hands.
“You don’t have to be shy when we do this. Feel free with me. I am your boyfriend.”
Ladies and gentlemen…
I am officially in a romantic relationship with Omega Reed.