Nausea.
A small smile grazes my lips as I carefully wrap one hand around her back and the other under her legs and carry her in my arms. Her head falls against my chest with a satisfied moan.
She’s so beautiful, it’s fucking me up.
And it’s not only her external beauty, it’s everything about her, from her insecurities to her affectionate and responsible side.
It’s just her.
I sit on the bed and manoeuvre her so she’s half-lying atop me, her back leaning against my chest and her legs tucked between mine.
My fingers stroke the sensitive spot in her nec
k. She moans, and this time, her eyes flutter open.
Fine, so I was being a dick and woke her up. But I needed to see those baby blues.
For a second, she seems disoriented, then her lips break into a smile as she stares up at me, her head lying on my bicep.
“What are you doing here, Silver?”
The smile slowly vanishes. “Mum has a late-night meeting at the party and I don’t like staying there alone. Besides…”
“Yes?”
“I don’t want to run away anymore.”
“And you decided to come to my room?”
She nods.
“If I remember correctly, you ran away when I told you to wait in the car earlier. Do you think you can come and go as you wish, Silver?”
“Cole…”
“Answer the fucking question.”
“I was scared, okay? You can be scary sometimes.” She half-turns so she’s tucked in my lap and glides her fingers across my chest. “But when I got to Mum’s and knew she wouldn’t be home, I was restless. I met Adam there the other time, you know. He said his uncle lives there, but he doesn’t. So I was scared he’d come find me.”
That fucker. I should’ve punched him a few more times.
“I couldn’t stay there,” she murmurs. “You’re the only person I wanted to see.”
I try not to let those words consume me, but I fail. All I can do is watch her — the rosy hue on her cheeks, the relaxation in her shoulders as she snuggles into me.
“Are you still mad at me?” she whispers.
“Depends.”
“On what?”
“On whether or not you hide things from me again.”
She gulps. “I won’t.”
“You won’t, huh?”
“No.”