ALIYA TORRES
'Sleep with me"
Three words that had my heart drumming against my chest. He stretched out his hand to hold mine and I gasped at the touch.
Removing his clothes was one thing but getting on a bed was another different thing on a whole different level. His eyes bore into mine, as if begging me to join him on the bed.
I was apprehensive about it. It was my bed, I did deserve to sleep on it but he was on the bed too and God knows how bad I reacted when I saw him without clothes.
He still had my hand in his large one, caging small one in his warmth.
'I can't", I said audibly.
It was more like I wouldn't. I won't. No. Never. He was Ethan…same Ethan who would get mad if he woke up and found me next to him.
Same Ethan who was arrogant. The same Ethan who I didn't like.
I stared at him again and again wondering why he would ask me such a thing.
It had to be the cold. It was messing with him. It was messing with his head.
'I won't bite",he pouted, sniffling as his chest heaved up and down.
Atleast the coughs were gone.. atleast he was talking even if not much. Though to be honest, I preferred if he didn't talk.
I preferred him mute because when he talked, he managed to confuse me in mere minutes.
'It's not that. You are sick, if I join you in bed, I'll probably contract what you have", I explained.
He scooter to the other side of the bed, pulling the pillows from his head.
'There. Pillows", he muttered weakly.
'I'm afraid it doesn't work like that", I said comically.
Did he really think putting pillows between us would prevent me from contracting a cold? Though is was not the cold I was worried about, it was the thought of me lying by his side while he had only a Calvin Klein boxer on.
'Then I'll sleep on the floor",he hinted trying to get off the bed but I stopped him while he was at it.
'Stop. Fine. Fine. Just don't move around…if you faint again I'll have to carry you and we can both agree, it will not be easy for either of us", I scolded him watching him push the two huge pillows at the middle of the bed.
I went to bathroom, getting rid of my uniform and wearing a long BTS shirt that reached above my knees.
When I came back, Ethan was already asleep. His back facing me and his legs sprawled out on his side of the bed.
My eyes glazed down his muscular back scolding myself for even drooling over him when it was clear after he got better things would go back to normal.
I, a normal housemaid and he, the boss and the owner of this house.
I went to the wall, my fingers pressing the the switch. The only light that illuminated the room was that one on the nightstand and I switched it off too, hopping to bed.
I got the blankets from the edge of the bed, covering myself and Ethan and ensuring that the pillows were intact.
It was hard to catch sleep for the first ten minutes or so but once I did, I drifted off to la la land.
*
I turned to the side feeling uncomfortable by the lack of pillows beneath my head. I felt a minty fresh breath fan my nose and I chuckled feeling it tickle.
My eyes fluttered open, the morning light momentarily blinding me before I felt a huge warm callous hand on my cheek.
'Morning beautiful",he boomed.
'E-Ethan? What are you? What are you doing?" I asked surprised but his other hand had already pulled my waist towards his lean body trapping my hands.
'I'm a lucky man, you know. I have you all to myself, baby",he spoke his lips coming closer and closer to my lips.
My breathing hitched, the place on my waist where he was touching burned. It burned and I didn't know why it did.
My heart raced not sure whether to push him off or ask him he meant what he said. He called me beautiful but wake up, Ali he probably told Crystal too, that she was beautiful.
My hands rested on his chest as I tried pushing him away,
'Ethan-this-this is wrong", I muttered lowly, my eyes falling to his chest and avoiding eye contact.
His finger rested on my chin pushing it up until I was at a level with his eyes.
'If it's so wrong then why do I fell this way?"he asked. His hands briefly rested on mine, pushing them against his chest.
'Do you feel that?"He asked.
All I could feel was the electric sparks coursing through my body while he held my hands as if he didn't want to let go. As if I were the most important person in his life.
As if I mattered to him.
'That's my heart. That's my heart beating and racing against my chest for you. It belongs to you, it always has",he cooed and I could swear I could feel my insides turn into jello, my mind turn into mush and a whole zoo running inside my tummy.
Was this real? Was it the fever talking? He looked fine to me. He seemed real.
'Ethan-'
'Sshhh", he cut me off placing his finger on my lips.
It got a lot R Rated when he started running his finger on my lips. Taking his time to learn the contours of my lips, how they felt against his fingers.
Before I could say anything, his lips captured mine in an instant. Pulling, sucking, nibbling and stoking them with his tongue.
'Kiss me",he moaned amidst one kiss.
He reclaimed my lips once more, kissing me hungrily as if I were his last meal that needed to make him full.
'Kiss me",he kissed,"open up for me",he moaned,"open up for me, baby"
And I opened up. I opened my mouth for him letting him taste me, letting him explore my mouth like a treasure hungry Indiana Jones.
I gripped his shoulder moaning into his mouth. I couldn't help it, I dragged my nails against his shoulder wanting a feel of him.
*
'Ali", he muttered only, it felt different. His breath wasn't minty anymore and the look on his face wasn't the one I was expecting.
He seemed mortified. The room seemed to have changed since it wasn't the same one we were in when he said ‘his heart belonged to me'.
'You were dreaming",Ethan said and I pulled away from his arms in horror.
'Y-you kissed me",he added though I couldn't tell if he was pissed or shocked or even both.
Realization dawned on me and when it did, I wished the ground would part and swallow me whole.
I was dreaming about Ethan Carter. I-I kissed Ethan.
