Surrendering (Surrender 1)

I don’t look at him, but just nod.

“Baby, come here. Don’t be embarrassed. You just showed me one more reason for not letting you go.”

I snuggle into his chest. He kisses my temple as I fall into a deep sleep.

*****

I hear hushed sounds and the light blue glow of the television seeping through my eye lids. I feel Declan’s arms around me and I open my eyes. “What time is it?”

“About 11:30. You passed out.”

“I’m sorry; I guess the whole weekend paired with two awesome orgasms wore me out.” I slide off him and head to the bathroom.

“What’re you doing?”

“Getting ready for bed; be right back.”

He throws me his t-shirt from earlier. “Will you wear this?” I grin and shut the door.

When I’m done, I get back into bed next to him. “Sweetheart, what side of the bed do you want me to sleep on?”

He just shrugs his shoulders, “Whichever you like; it doesn’t matter. I’ve never shared before so we can just work it out.”

“Wait, you’ve never shared a bed before?”

“Not unless you count you and my sisters when we were younger.”

I can’t stop my curiosity, “Um, what about girls before me?”

He rolls over taking me with him. I’m trapped under his hard body and I suddenly regret asking. “Baby, the girls before you never spent the night in my house, let alone my bed. You’re the first. I wasn’t a sleep-with-you kinda guy.”

The blush is creeping up my face and he knows what I’m thinking.

“I like sex- a lot, but my house is my sanctuary and I prefer to keep it separate. You see now how much I want to prove to you how much I care for you. You changed everything. You’re the first to see my house, the first to sleep in my bed, and the first to sleep on these sheets.”

My heart melts with love for him. Before I blurt it out, I lift my lips to his so he knows how much this means to me.

“So it’s only me?”

“It’s only you.” He says it with so much emphasis that I think he feels the same way about me.

I decide it’s time to move on from the depth of this conversation to a lighter subject. “I have a suggestion. Why don’t I sleep on the right side so you can curl around me and still face the TV?”

“That sounds good. And babe, you look like a beautiful vision from my dreams with my t-shirt on.”

He kisses me sweetly and we roll to watch the TV.

*****

When I wake the next morning, I’m lying flat out on top of Declan’s chest. I try to get up quietly, but he feels me move and pulls me back down.

“Good morning, sleepyhead. I was wondering if you were ever going to wake-up.”

“What time is it?”

“About nine.”

“How long have you been awake?”