A Passionate Night

Kiara:

I wake up after a couple of hours, and I notice my body is void of Zane’s touch. I do not want to open my eyes, so I run my hands on the left side of the bed to get his attention, but I find it bare.

This makes me alarmed, so I open my eyes, turning to the left to see him sitting on the chair close to the bed.

“Zane,” I call out softly. He stares at me briefly, forcing a smile that I can barely see through the dimly lit room. “What are you doing?” I ask, and he stays mute for a split second.

“You should get some sleep,” he says, but this makes me worry, so I get to my feet and walk to him.

I stare into his eyes, which glisten in the dimly lit room, and when he opens his mouth to speak, I place a finger on his lips, sliding down onto his lap. I place one arm around his neck, the other on his chest.

“Tell me what is bothering you. You had a pretty rough time last night, and you haven’t rested, so tell me, please,” I say to him, and he takes a deep breath, taking my right hand off