Page 19 of Reed

Taking my time in the shower, the hot water beats across my sore body. I wash and shave everything before stepping out of the shower and wrap a towel around me.

I decide to towel dry my hair instead of blow drying it, then put on my oversized Eminem t-shirt and boy shorts.

I do my skin care routine and then dab a little of my perfume on before heading into my living room and unlocking my window.

My heart starts to race at the thought of him crawling through my window tonight.

Rummaging through my fridge I decide to make a turkey and avocado sandwich and pour myself a glass of wine in one of the new glasses he got me.

Leaving the lamp on, I turn off all the other lights and switch the TV on.

I flip through different streaming services until I land on Sweet Home Alabama.

By the time I look at the clock it’s 1am and I’m almost done with my second movie.

He still hasn’t shown up.

I decide to go to bed because I have class in the morning.

As I’m washing my wine glass, the window opens and startles me, making me drop it in the sink.

Reed smirks as he kicks his shoes off by the window, then saunters towards me. He looks down in the sink before looking up at me. “Guess it’s a good thing it’s shatterproof.”

When I don’t say anything, he tilts his head to the side and brushes my hair over my shoulder, sliding his hand up my neck and tilting my head so he can see where he marked me. His thumb brushes against the sensitive skin. “So fucking beautiful.” He whispers in my ear then places a wet kiss on the flesh beneath it, causing goosebumps to scatter across my body.

I feel his lips tilt into a smile as he kisses along my collarbone. “You waited up for me.” He says matter-of-factly.

“No.” I lie. “I was just having a movie night.”

He hums as he towers over me and presses me into the counter with his arms caging me in place. He’s wearing a black hoodie that makes the tattoos on his neck pop.

His eyes scan my face briefly before he speaks, “It’s late. Let’s get you to bed.”

I blink up at him, “You’re leaving already?”

He smirks and grabs me by the hips underneath my shirt, pulling me against him. “No, Honeybee, not yet. I have to tuck you in first.” He rubs his thumbs over my bare skin.

My heart skips a beat and I lick my suddenly dry lips. “I, um. It’s okay. You don’t have to do that.”

His eyes darken before turning me and lightly pushing me to walk, without saying a word.

“I’m not a child, Reed. I can put myself to bed.” I huff but walk to the bedroom anyway. Once I cross the doorway, I stop abruptly, making him crash into me. I stumble and turn towards him. “Sorry, I need to turn the lights out before I go to sleep.”

He slowly shakes his head, “Nah, don’t worry about it. I’ll grab them on the way out.”

“Okay. “ I breathe out and we stand in silence momentarily before I awkwardly clamp my hands together, “Alright, well. I’m going to get into bed.” I nod my head towards my bed.

He doesn’t say anything so I just walk around to my side of the bed, and untuck the sheets and comforter then climb in, leaving the bedding off of me. “Okay so, I just kind’ve like throw the covers over myself. Nothing special.” I flip the lamp on beside the bed and then look back up at Reed. “ I guess it would be okay for you to kiss me on my forehead before you leave.” I shrug my shoulders, being a smartass and it causes his lips to tilt.

He flips the overhead light off and there is now a warm glow to the room from the lamp.

I watch as he reaches behind his head to pull his hoodie off, grabbing his shirt along with it and fuck is he hot. My breath hitches as I admire his body. Dark ink covers almost every inch of what I can see. His nipples are pierced and he has a silver chain around his neck.

“What… I…” I clear my throat, “Uh, what are you doing?”

I watch in awe as he unbuckles his belt and slowly slides it off before unbuttoning his pants and dropping them to the floor, leaving him in nothing but his briefs and necklace. I quickly avert my eyes back to his before I get caught ogling his large bulge.

“Tucking you in.” He pulls the covers to the foot of the bed, then grabs me by the ankles, pulling me to the edge and I let out an unexpected squeal.