34. Communication is Key

Xenia

Once again, I find myself barely able to focus. The voice at the other end of my laptop screen is saying something, but my mind is on other things.

Earlier this morning I woke up in Demetrius’s bed for the sixth night in a row. He was staring, looking down to me with this look on his face that had my stomach in a fit of flutter. He made me coffee and kissed my forehead. Two things that seemed simple but to me were so much more. I’m trying not to jump to conclusions, especially with what’s happened between us, but I think he feels the same about me.

I mean, are his actions not proof of that? He’s brought me here to protect me even if the way he went about it maybe wasn’t the best. He’s shown me this side of him that I feel like is the real him. To me, he’s no monster, not on the inside.

For the most part, especially these last few days, he’s been nothing but thoughtful, caring, sweet, not to mention he’s incredibility fine and the sex is amazing.

Just thinking about it is