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I’m tossing and turning in my bed, and I check my phone. One a.m. I place it back on the charger and then I hear a whimper and a noise. I quickly sit up in my bed and try to listen to see if I hear the faint muffled sound again.
When I’m about to lie back down, I hear it again. Sliding out of my bed, I quietly open my bedroom door and peer my head out and look down the dark hallway. Then I hear it, the sound of someone sobbing and sniffling.
The same feeling in the pit of my stomach comes when I hear her cry coming in full force. It aches inside my soul when I hear her cry and I can’t take it. I walk toward the closed bedroom door, and I hear her muffled sobs.
Placing my hand on the handle, I turn it and the door slowly opens. It doesn’t make a sound and when my eyes adjust to her bed. She has her back turned and she is curled in a little ball sobbing her little heart out.
Closing the door, I make sure to turn the lock so that no one finds me in here.
When I stand at the edge of the bed, I am not sure if she is crying in her sleep or if she is awake. It doesn’t matter because I came in here to comfort her and to finally hold her. I would dry every tear if I could and take away the pain in her heart if given the chance.
“Aura,” I whisper.
I don’t want to startle her or, worse, scare her. She doesn’t respond, so I pull back the covers gently. Her bed is a full-size compared to my king-size bed in my room. It would be better to hold her there but cannot risk moving her into my room.
What am I thinking? I’m already moving her into my bed, and she doesn’t even know I’m here.
Sliding my large frame as quietly as possible, a sob escapes her. The smell of her shampoo from her hair has me in a trance to get close to her. She doesn’t move when I get as close and comfortable as I can. My hand finds the curve of her waist above her short sleep shorts that have me on the edge trying to keep me from losing my mind.
Relax, Kalum, I tell myself. You’re here to comfort her, not be a creep. I’m on my left side when her body stiffens, and she turns over and her eyes flutter open and they widen. Her cheeks are wet with tears and I place my finger over her soft lips.
“Shh. It’s me.”
Her hand wipes her face, and she sniffs. My body twists and I’m relieved she has a pink scented tissue box by the nightstand. Jesus. Everything she uses smells good. I grab one and hand it to her so she can wipe her face.
“I heard you from my room. You wouldn’t stop crying. “
“You can’t be in here. You need to leave,” she demands, her voice above a whisper.
“I’m here and I’m not leaving.” My finger places her hair behind her ear.
When my finger touches her skin, electricity shoots through my hand. Goose bumps appear on her neck and bare shoulder from her oversized T-shirt falling off one side.
Her chest sputters from the aftermath of her sobbing. “I’m fine. You need to le—”
My mouth crashes against hers, interrupting her rant about me needing to leave. The velvety skin of her lips part slightly. I pull her toward my chest and my tongue slides inside her mouth and it feels like I’m dreaming. I have never analyzed a kiss the way I’m doing now. Before, a kiss was the warm-up to a quick lay.
Until now.
Until her.
Her tongue twirls and dances with mine. I deepen the kiss, exploring every inch of her mouth and breathe in the scent of her skin, her hair, and loving the taste of her mouth.
The palms of her small hands lay flat against my hard chest like an imprint. An imprint that tells me we were fated to be here in this moment that this was meant to be. I feel torn because if it weren’t for the death of her parents, I would never have known that a girl so perfect existed. That she would be here in my house, in my arms, and there is no place I’d rather be than with her.
I fought my attraction to her with hate and the things I said to hurt her. Now, I am on a mission. A mission to erase the hurt, the hate she feels for me, and start over. A promise I'm making to myself.
This is where we begin.
This is where I vow to make her mine.
And never let her go.
She pulls away to catch a breath. “Kalum,” she breathes.
Our lips are inches apart and my heart is beating rapidly. My teeth catch my bottom lip because I am trying to keep the emotions coursing through me, I was never prepared to feel like this with just one kiss.
One taste of Aura is powerful. Something I wasn’t ready for. An electric current like the ocean that quickly pulls you in and takes over.
