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My heart nearly explodes out of its ribcage. Not because I’m scared or nervous, but because it’s bliss. The butterflies that pool around my abdomen make their way up to my chest and flutter there.
We twist in each other’s lock and our lips dance in perfect symphony. I never thought perfect lip symphony could ever be achieved.
That’s the mental equivalent of being telepathic and able to read each other’s mind at the same time, knowing where one person wants to go and taking that route.
We break the sweet kiss shortly after and I just stay there…looking at him.
Staring back into those beautiful eyes of his.
“That…wasn’t supposed to happen. I’m sorry,” I whisper, but stay there, ensnared by his alluring gaze.
“You don’t have to be sorry. It happens.” He adds a little chuckle to lighten the moment, and I guess it worlds, because now I can pull back without as much embarrassment.
Both of us settle into a comfortable silence, almost like kissing was a natural thing to happen between us.
I asked myself if it was possible that Jordan considered me even remotely attractive. I guess I have my answer.
It gives me peace to know that I’m still wanted. I might not be able to judge his motives, but at least, I’m not a hag.
How much confidence this gives me is terribly understated.
I don’t know when I fall asleep with him on the bed, but the action feels so natural.
I can process some parts of my subconscious even right before I fall asleep, where my head nests on a part of his body?I’m guessing torso.
It makes me feel a little weird, when I wake up and realize that him being on the beddidn’tmake me feel weird.
I never once felt overly conscious of how I’d look when I slept, or even if I’d snore. He already told me that I snored the last time he put me to sleep, so I guess it’ll be pointless to be ashamed.
Especially when he said he finds it cute.
Once I openmy eyes after the night’s sleep, my bed is empty.
Phew…I guess.
I don’t know how I would have been able to manage waking up to another person on my bed. I haven’t done that since the night I kicked Thomas out of the house.
Besides, no matter how the events turn out, I’m still his boss.
How on earth would I have given him the necessary orders for the day?
It’s weird enough as it is, with me trying my best to avoid situations where I would have to actively boss him around.
The kiss yesterday might have crossed a lot of lines between where we stand as boss and employee, but if he’s mature enough, we can still manage it.
We can keep things at this physical, unemotional level and just go on with our lives as we used to. One thing is certain, though.
Things have changed.
I find myself wanting to argue so much less with him and instead agree to his suggestions or push them back with a lot less bossiness to my tone.
It's weird how much can change in such a short period of time.
One immense benefit of our interaction yesterday was his validation. I didn’t think I’d ever require the validation of someone as seemingly mundane in my life as my daughter’s bodyguard, but here I am, in my office, feeling on top of the world, because my bodyguard called my snores cute.
As I make my way to my office, I run into Travis who offers me a smile that I return. His is patronizing and gentle, mine is official, tight lipped and brash.
As it should be.
