Baby steps

I open my eyes slowly and feel my body on another. Part of my body is lying on top his body and his hands are on my back, locking me firmly to his body.

How did we get here?

The events of last night come flushing into my brain and I feel my cheek reddening. My eyes settle on his shirtless upper body and I shamelessly check it out. I carry my face from his chest slowly and carefully, not to wake him up I roll over and lie on my side.

I admire his sinful beauty, if I can just touch it once more. That's right I can touch it, after all he's sleeping. I flatten my palm on his chest and feel each rhythmic movement his chest makes when he breathes. I outline his body with my hands, over the six divisions on his belly to the tattoo on his chest. I remember when he got that, I came back tired from the classes I had and he came into my house grinning like he just won a lottery. He made me close my eyes, trust me I still cheated, opening my eyes slightly to try to take peaks of whatever surprise he was bringing up. When I opened my eyes, he was shirtless, flaunting the tattoo he just got to me. Of course I liked it, a very beautiful tattoo, my name and signature with a key under my name on the left side of his chest. I was so speechless, I just jumped on him and he winced, the tattoo was still hurting a bit.

My fingers traced another ink one on his shoulder, he got this one after his dad died, in memory of him.

"Do you always do this when I'm asleep" Bryne's husky voice jolts me back and I quickly remove my hand from his chest. He frowns and sits up, resting his back on the headboard. He yawns and stretches. I gulp, watching his thick muscle extends and flexes. "Come here"

I nod and crawl to his arms obediently. He draws circles on my back and hums an inaudible tune.

"Thanks for last night" I manage to say. I don't know which part of last night I'm thanking him for but it just feels good to thank him.

"Thanks Bailey, I had a great sleep last night" He plays with my hair and I smile warmly. We just stay there cuddled up and with each other in silence. I know what I'm doing may not be right but who damn cares about doing right on earth anymore. I turn over and sit on his laps, my face just few inches away from his. He lick his lips and nests his eyes on my lips.

Go ahead, do what you want baby!

His hands pulls my arse closer to him while gently squeezing it. I kiss the bridge of his nose. "Aren't you going to work today? You'll be late"

"I have something more important to do than work" he spanks my arse and a breathy moan escape my lips. I've always loved it whenever he does that to me. I close my eyes and draw in a breath. Images of him and Bella kissing flood my memory and I try to roll over from him but his firm hands keep me in position.

His face twists and his brows pull together into a frown. "What's wrong Bailey"

"Nothing" I lie.

"You look so adorable when you lie" His green orbs scans my face, probing me in every possible way. I gulp when his eyes shoot into mine, trying to read my mind.

"I can't do this with you" I breathe out

He sighs and remove his hands from my arse. "It's okay, baby steps"

"Baby steps" I repeat and nod. I stand up and leave the bed. So much has happened and I need to rethink about the decisions and actions I'm making. I walk to the bathroom and empty my bowels. I brush my teeth slowly and carefully, I like being very careful about my dental hygiene.

I contemplate on whether to take my bath right now or not and finally I see myself in the bathtub

I wash my body slowly, thinking of Bryne's hands on me. My mind wanders off to one evening, when we were still together. I went to shower in his bathroom and I slipped and hit myself so bad that I sprained my ankle. He had to bath me and carry me naked to his bed.

"Ugh" I groan and try to clear my head. I quickly rinse my body and dab my body with a towel. By the time I go back to the bedroom, he's already gone.

I apply some lotion on my body and rummage through the closet for a nice comfortable clothe, finally settling for big shirt hanging just above my knee. I try to open the door but it's lock.

Arse hole locked me!

I sit on the recliner and stare at the sky through the glass windows. I wonder why Bryne would live alone in this big house.

As much as I'm already loving the view of Charleston, I'd still prefer Greenville.

"I made breakfast" Bryne drops the tray of food on the table.

"Thanks" I say without looking at him.

"Um.. I'll be going to work but I promise I'll be home before you know it"

I turn around and look at him. I want to go over to where he is standing to kiss the hell out of his lips, he makes corporate wear look so sexy. I bite my lips.

He walks to me and leans down from behind. He bites my earlobe gently and kisses my neck. "I'll be back soon" He says into my neck causing goose bumps to spread all over my body. He kisses my hair and stands straight.

"It's fine, I know you have a lot of work to do Mr CEO" Don't go please.

"You know I'm not the CEO, you know I never really wanted to work in any of my dad's companies. I'm just a worker there, none of my coworkers know I'm my father's son and I like to keep it that way"

He straightens his tie.

"Whatever, you're just so stubborn" I roll my eyes. No matter how much his mum pleaded with him to take over his dad's business he refused, he let Mr Nick, his dad's best friend control the company.

"I'll see you when I'm back" he plants a kiss on my hair before leaving the room.