“What’s wrong?” I ask in a very quiet yet firm voice. He catches my hand and again he lets out his laugh. I take my hand from him, and I ask him again.
“Adrian, what’s wrong? Why are you laughing?” I insist. My words are icy and Adrian quickly straightens his face.
“Nothing is wrong.” He says. His words barely even scratch the surface of coolness. I begin to get frustrated with him. He clearly finds me amusing and his laughter only irritates me more. I push him down onto the bed and I move my legs across him. I sit on his chest and I hold down his hands. He stares at me in bewilderment and again he lets out his deep husky laugh. I shake his hands on the bed and his laugh gets even louder.
“Adrian, this is not funny. Tell me what is so amusing?” He gently loosens my grip on his hands and he pulls my face down towards him. My hair is caressing his face and he briefly takes in the lavender scent of my shampoo.
“I am laughing because I am happy. I missed you baby and I love this demanding side to you.” He says as he stares so deep into my eyes that I am sure that he can see my soul. He kisses me gently on my lips and he flips me over. I lay flatly on the bed as Adrian slides himself off the bed and he glides over to the chair - which his coat is draped on. He quickly takes his phone from one of the pockets and he begins to walk back over to me. He does not sit back on the bed. Instead, he hovers over me with his black shiny phone in his hand. He smiles,
“Baby, stay still and do not move an inch.” I flash him an awkward smile but I do exactly what he says. He leans closer towards me and I hear the clicking sound of him taking pictures. I wrinkle my face at the sound. I hate cameras and I dislike people taking my picture, Adrian immediately notices my facial expression.
“What’s wrong?” He says looking miffed by my action. I try to sit up on the bed but Adrian gently pushes me back down. I widen my eyes at him.
“Why are you taking pictures? I was never allowed to have any of you.” I say firmly. He leans down even further and now he is very close to my face. His hand ruffles my loose curls and he lightly touches my lips with his.
“I want to remember this moment for a lifetime.” I sink at his words and my heart is racing heavily. He slowly pulls away from me and he again starts to take pictures of me. I smile for his camera but I am still worrying how they will turn out. I am not a very photogenic person; in fact, I would say that I take the world’s worst photograph. I always look pale and awkward in every image. I cannot even look at a picture of myself without cringing. Adrian on the other hand, takes the most gorgeous picture. I think back to the image that I took of him that night we were alone together in his hotel suite. His face was perfect and he stood like a god pouring champagne. I smile again at this thought and Adrian notices my emotion.
“You are smiling heavy. Is there something on your mind?” He says as he takes a break from capturing the photos of me. I manage to sit up fully without Adrian pushing me back down. I shift my legs onto the floor and I gaze at Adrian. He sits on my white leather chair with his hair tousled along his forehead. His strong arms are loosely folded at his chest. I breathe in a large gasp of air at the sight of him.
“I have you on my mind.” He smirks and he makes a signal with his hand that indicates me to come over to him. I slowly stand and I walk the short distance to him. I stand before him and he places his hand around my waist. He gently pulls me forward so that I can sit gently on his lap. I sit and he slides one hand up my back and he is now running it through my hair. With his other hand, he places it onto my chin and slightly turns my face to the side. I do not fight is actions. Instead, I take a deep breath and wonder what he is doing. He turns my face the other way and then back so that I am now staring into his eyes. He whispers gently to me,
“You are the most beautiful girl that I have ever seen.” I flush at his comments but at the same time, I am very flattered at the sound of them. I lean forward and I kiss him softly on his full lips. I pull back,
“Adrian you know that I love you, right?” He gently pushes a smirk from his lips and replies.
“Yes, you love me for all my sins.” I close my eyes and I have a sudden flash of Michael. I remember when he had kissed me and how it felt. His lips were different from Adrian’s and not all entirely bad. He was rougher than Adrian was and I feel immensely guilty for even thinking of him while I am with Adrian. I quickly open my eyes and I am again faced with Adrian’s shining green eyes. I lightly caress his check with my hand. Adrian exhales and flashes me that devilish smirk.
The door pushes open and in bursts Sophie. Her face almost hits the floor as she locks her eyes on Adrian. She smiles at me and gently closes the door the behind her. Sophie walks calmly over to her bed and places her brown leather bag onto the bed. I quickly rise from Adrian’s lap and I make my way over to my bed. I sit nervously as I wait for Sophie to break the silence. She sits down onto her bed and gently crosses her legs. Adrian rolls his eyes and he is the one to break the silence.