Head over heels

Hollis woke me up with a gentle tap. Since he insisted that I must sleep in his bed, I did. But instead of placing my pillow under my head, I hugged it to myself. This prevented me from turning over to Hollis during the night.

Although the pattern wasn't hundred percent certified. It did get the job done when coupled with determination.

I opened my eyes and the sight of Hollis's tired face gave me a scare. He looked tired, exhausted and worked up.

"I need to talk to you Baby." He said to me,

I sat up immediately and turned to face him, wondering how long he had been sitting there. Looking at the bedside clock, it was just a few minutes past ten. So I've probably only slept for less than an hour.

He was wearing a red T-shirt, making his beautiful features even more noticeable to me. I was now sure that he did these things on purpose. He was seated on the edge of the bed.

"You’re still angry with me," Hollis said after alm