The Werewolf's Chapter 115: Intimacy before a disaster

Chapter 115: Intimacy before a disaster.

Darrien.

I know he is watching .

I feel his eyes on , and I am not complaining. I can feel the rise of the sun, even though my eyes are closed. I spent the night with Jabi and I have to say that it was the best night I have ever had.

Nothing can compare to all that happened between us.

I open my eyes slowly and he jumps surprised that I am awake, he pulls the covers over his head, hiding his face in the process. I try to grab the cover off him but he uses all his energy. Granted, he is not strong enough but I act like I can’t get to him.

’’I just want to see your face,’’ I groan using the most desperate voice I can muster.

’’No, you caught

staring.’’

This brings a smile to my face. even after everything that happened between us last night, he is still the sa shy kid from the first ti I t him. I keep thinking about last night, the expressions on his face the whole night. The courage he got, he completely destroyed

for anyone else—not that I plan to have soone else but I don’t even think he noticed just how much of a pull he has on .

’’Please baby,’’ I succeed in slipping my hand in through a tiny space under the covers. I feel his leg imdiately. He tries to scurry out of my grip but that is all it takes to send

off the wall with him. a little contact and I crave more.

I push harder until I am under the covers with him. it is dark but I see him clearly. He closes his eyes and covers his face with his palms. I can tell that he is a little nervous, probably because of last night. I feel closer to him, I feel this silent pull, one that makes

want to take him into my arms and never let him go.

I might have had doubts last night that coming here was a mistake but I don’t have any doubts this morning. I can feel the connection, the bond, this is how it is supposed to feel, and I feel it all. I hope he feels it too.

’’Why are you hiding from ,’’ I try to pry his hands away from his face because I want to see him.

He shakes his head but remains quiet. Slowly, his hands fall from his face and I see the features I have co to morise. His brown eyes, pink luscious lips, the little crook on his nose. This is the man I love, the man I will love proudly for the rest of my life.

’’I am embarrassed,’’ he admits even though I kinda had my suspicions.

’’Of ?’’

He shakes his head imdiately, pulling the covers off him with his eyes wide. The brightness of the room hits us ’’I will never be embarrassed by you, you are my pride and joy,’’ he confesses.

These are words I like to hear, the kind of assurance that makes this all worth it. makes

know that he ans everything he is saying, he feels the sa way as I.

’’Embarrassed of what?’’ I ask deciding to focus on him.

Once I figure out what is troubling him, I plan to wipe all his worries out of his mind.

’’Last night, I don’t know. Thinking about it, I acted crazy.’’

I furrow my brows in confusion. I was there last night. He didn’t do anything crazy. Last night was perfect.

’’What makes you think you acted crazy.’’

He shrugs ’’I don’t know. I was unlike myself. Thinking about it now, the person from last night wasn’t .’’

I smile.

It is fine for him to be embarrassed. This was his first ti.

I was his first.

’’We had sex last night.’’

He nods covering his face again ’’I know.’’

I pull his hands off his face because I want to see him when I tell him what I am about to say ’’We had sex last night,’’ I repeat. His cheeks redden as I continue ’’You have never had sex before. This was your first ti, so how do you know it was unlike you. What if you never knew you could be so adventurous because you have never done anything like that.’’

That is the word to use for him.

Jabi was adventurous last night.

He drove

crazy—not that I am complaining. I loved every second of everything. it was the most intense, magical night of my life.

’’I don’t know,’’ he mumbles, looking away from . I love the fact that he is shy, that is the first thing that caught my attention. I don’t want him to change, I just want him to be shy to everyone else but .

We are one.

He has to be comfortable with .

I pull his chin up so that he can look at

’’You have nothing to be embarrassed about. We both did everything together. You fucking rocked my world,’’ I remind him of the night he seems to have forgotten.

’’Are you sure?’’

I smile ’’one hundred percent.’’

Everything he did last night, I fucking loved. So now he can’t be beating himself for anything.

’’How do you feel this morning, do you feel any pain?’’ he shakes his head imdiately. ’’Should we have a shower and then look for sothing to fill your tummy with?’’ I ask him, rubbing his belly in the process.

He blushes.

We walk into the shower hand in hand. We have sex in the shower. The kind of sex that makes

more excited about this unity, all the shyness that he had earlier disappears. After our shower, I lead him into the kitchen for breakfast.

’’What’s your poison?’’

He shrugs ’’Can I make breakfast?’’

I raise a brow ’’Are you tired of my cooking?’’

He shakes his head imdiately ’’I just want to do sothing for you today.’’

I don’t know why he feels like he owes

sothing.

’’You don’t have to feel obligated.’’

’’I know, I just want to do this.’’

I smile.

I give my baby whatever he wants. He wants to cook for

even though he is the one most likely eating most of the food. I will give it to him.

’’Everything’s in the fridge and the pantry is stocked,’’ I wink at him and sit down on the stool. He jumps up and walks over to . his arms wrap around

and I pull him closer, inhaling his aromatic scent into my nostrils.

’’What’s your favourite food?’’ he bats his lashes, still in my arms.

’’You?’’ I bite his earlobe softly. He buries himself deeper in my arms obviously embarrassed by my answer.

’’Stop,’’ he hits my chest softly.

I grin as he watches

again ’’Tell , I want to make that for you.’’

I think back unsure of what to tell him. I have never been a food person. When I was human, I grew up in a poor household. We didn’t have much, so the only things we ate were bread and cabbage soup. I never fancied all that, but I had no choice.

Being a vampire, I don’t get the sa satisfaction from eating, so I can’t really tell him that I have a favourite food.

’’Think of sothing. The first thing that cos to your head,’’ he urges . I see the joy in his eyes, he really wants to do this for . I cannot deny him this. I cant deny him anything.

’’Potatoes, anything that goes with potatoes is fine for ,’’ I tell him finally.

He jumps away from . he opens the fridge and brings out the crate of eggs ’’Where do you keep your potatoes?’’ he asks excitedly.

He runs into the pantry and I hear him scouring around for the bag of potatoes. I hear the tone of the landline. I never use the landline, so this cos as a surprise to . Sohow, I know it is either Eligio or Beau. We are supposed to report back to the community, but I want to stay in our bubble a little longer. I walk over to the living room and place the phone in my ear answering.

’’Where are you?’’ El’s voice cos into the phone.

’’Ho.’’

He sighs ’????You were supposed to co back. Jules is examining them, making sure everything is okay. You should co back too. Make sure you didn’t royally fuck things up.’’

Eligio has little faith in . I know I didn’t ss things up with Jabi. We are great right now.

Nothing is wrong.

I hear a crash in the kitchen, it is so loud that it catches

off guard. My heart thuds in my chest for fear that I have just been proved wrong. I end the call without even saying anything to Eligio and run into the kitchen. At first, I don’t see him. The frying pan he placed on the stove is on the floor, the carton of eggs too. I try to steady my breathing as I walk closer. I see him imdiately. His eyes are open, the pupil hidden behind his socket. He is shaking, almost like he is having a seizure.

I go on my knees and try to hold onto him.

Spit cos out of his mouth, he becos so pale, as pale as .

I watch him, unsure of what to do.

’’Shit,’’ I exclaim, still holding him tightly.