A monster

Amia

When I woke up hours later, there was a table of fruits, juice, and dinner. I reached for Levi, but found a cold empty bed. My heart dropped and I sat up quickly. Looking around the room, I found him sitting on the couch across from the fireplace. If I hadn’t known him all of my life, I wouldn’t have seen anything but him relaxing. There was nothing that gave him away, nothing except his eyebrows at least. The dip in them told me that he was thinking of something unpleasant, something that made him unhappy.

The need to touch him, comfort him had me moving. Throwing my feet off to the side of the bed, I got up and walked toward him. He turned his head and watched me as he approached. His brown eyes bore into my soul, but darkened as they lowered down my body. Following his gaze, I realized I wore nothing but his shirt that hung open at my sides. My cheeks warmed, not from embarrassment, not from shame, but from shyness. It would be pointless to be embarrassed in front of Levi now,