Chapter Thirty-Two
Isabella
The sun rose a little while ago. I’m not sure what time it is. I think it’s still early enough to be classed as early morning.
I’ve just been lying next to Tristan watching him sleep.
He’s out cold. It’s moments like these when I feel like I’m the one who has him at my mercy.
I openly stare at him, admiring the beauty of his face and his gorgeous mass of hair, wild and tousled. A result of our wild love making all night.
That’s what we did last night. Make love. I might not have been with many men or be as experienced as other people but I know how I feel. I know how I felt last night and the change occurred from the second he kissed me.
It was a surrender to the call of what we want to be. It’s like that man and that woman who met in the park weeks ago are calling to us to explore what they wanted us to be.
His breathing changes and then his eyes flutter open. The piercing blue is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
He lifts his head slightly when he sees me looking and smiles revealing his straight white teeth.
“You’re watching me again, Bellezza, if you’re not careful I might get the wrong idea,” he says.
“I don’t know what other ideas you could have signore than all we’ve done,” I say.
“Well I might think you want to have me all over again, like you haven’t had enough.”
“You might be right. I might not have had enough.”
His smile widens then falters when he looks past my head and sees how bright it is outside.
I watch him and can almost read his mind. He’s thinking about leaving because it’s going to look suspicious that he’s in here with me. I just don’t want him to go anywhere.
Once he goes through that door everything will change again. Reality comes back.
Maybe it wouldn’t if he stayed with me.
“Do you have to go? I mean… I know you have to go. I get it, but couldn’t you just stay today? We could go outside or something and you could find some excuse to stay with me. Just today.”
His gaze clings to mine. “I’ll stay. How about I just stay and we don’t worry about any excuse. I’ll just stay.”
My heart lifts at the thought and I smile at him. “Really?”
“Yeah. So… what do you want to do with me today?”
I laugh. “What do I want to do with you?”
“Yeah.”
“Tell me more about you. I want to know about you.”
“Okay…but only if you tell me more about you.” He straightens up and a lock of hair falls over his eye.
“I thought you knew everything about me.”
“No, I want the stuff you can’t find. The things only you can tell me. Like your favorite color, although I have a feeling it’s pink.”
“It is pink.”
“Okay, now I can check that off my list.” He smiles.