You Felt It Once Before
Is It Possible
"Alex?"
I sat up in my bed, not remembering exactly how I got there. Last I remember, I was on the couch with Alex, basically begging him to stay for just a few more days. A groan escaped my lips, forcing me to sit up and wipe the sleep from my eyes. I didn't have to look over to know my bed was empty. Alex never made the call last night, of course he wasn't going to stay.
My eyes were squeezed shut and I let my head fall back against the pillow. Wrapping the silk sheet around my naked body made me relax slightly. I don't know why I put my faith in Alex. He was loyal to Jack, just as I should have been all those years ago. He probably didn't love me, either. It was always about the sex for him. I knew that.. Didn't I?
With my thoughts consuming my brain, I knew I couldn't stay in that bed any longer. I slugishly moved out of the bed and grabbed the first article of clothing I could find, pulling it over my head without seeing what it was. Then, I slipped my panties from the night before back on and made a mental note to myself to shower after I had a reasonable amount of coffee. I let out a yawn as my feet left the comfort of the carpet and hit the laminate floors of my hallway.
I was almost in the kitchen when the sweet aroma of coffee hit my nostrils. I smiled gently, my broken heart still lingering in my mind, before I realized that I hadn't made coffee yet. Stopping dead in my tracks, I sniffed again to make sure I wasn't losing my mind. No, that was coffee, but not just coffee.. Cologne? And it was coming from me?
Dropping my head, I realized the large tee-shirt I'd thrown on was actually a gray V-Neck, which could only belong to Alex. It hung loosely on my body, the cut revealing my cleveage. I swallowed hard againt my dry throat and slowly starting walking towards the kitchen again, now hearing the faint sounds of cartoons coming from my television. Poking my head through the doorway, my heart skipped a beat when I saw Alex sitting on the couch, his eyes glued to the screen as he sipped the cup and chuckled quietly to himself.
He stayed.
A muffled gasp escaped my lips and I slowly backed down the hallway. As quietly as I could, I threw my body in the bathroom and shut the door behind me. My eyes scanned to the mirror, taking in every inch of my reflection. Of course, the one time I actually wake up to the man of my dreams and I look like I've been hit by a Mac truck. I shook my head and turned on the water, splashing cold water on my face. Then, I snatched up my toothbrush, only to find that Alex had dug out the spare and used it for himself. I smiled to myself as I cleaned my teeth, rinsing my mouth once I was done.
I looked a littel better, a little more awake, at least. I even managed to tame down my blonde locks so I didn't seem like such a train wreck. When I knew there was nothing more I could do, I nodded to myself and left the room. Time to face Alex.
"You know, you didn't have to doll yourself up this early in the morning. It's only seven, I'd understand if you weren't looking your best."
My jaw dropped. Alex was standing in the hallway with a smug grin on his lips. Fuck, he must have seen me in the reflection of the tv screen.
"Still beautiful, though," he laughed, handing me a cup of coffee. After all this time, he still remembered how I liked it. "So tell me Jenna, do you have to work today?"
Admittedly, I was still in shock. In shock that I'd slept with Alex last night, shock that he'd stayed, shocked that he caught me trying to make myself pretty so early in the day.
"No," I whispered, my voice still hoarse from sleep. "I just have to go to the library to fax some papers."
He nodded, bending over to give me a small peck on the cheek. My heart fluttered in my chest.
"Come watch tv with me. Wake up a little."
Am I still dreaming?
I sat up in my bed, not remembering exactly how I got there. Last I remember, I was on the couch with Alex, basically begging him to stay for just a few more days. A groan escaped my lips, forcing me to sit up and wipe the sleep from my eyes. I didn't have to look over to know my bed was empty. Alex never made the call last night, of course he wasn't going to stay.
My eyes were squeezed shut and I let my head fall back against the pillow. Wrapping the silk sheet around my naked body made me relax slightly. I don't know why I put my faith in Alex. He was loyal to Jack, just as I should have been all those years ago. He probably didn't love me, either. It was always about the sex for him. I knew that.. Didn't I?
With my thoughts consuming my brain, I knew I couldn't stay in that bed any longer. I slugishly moved out of the bed and grabbed the first article of clothing I could find, pulling it over my head without seeing what it was. Then, I slipped my panties from the night before back on and made a mental note to myself to shower after I had a reasonable amount of coffee. I let out a yawn as my feet left the comfort of the carpet and hit the laminate floors of my hallway.
I was almost in the kitchen when the sweet aroma of coffee hit my nostrils. I smiled gently, my broken heart still lingering in my mind, before I realized that I hadn't made coffee yet. Stopping dead in my tracks, I sniffed again to make sure I wasn't losing my mind. No, that was coffee, but not just coffee.. Cologne? And it was coming from me?
Dropping my head, I realized the large tee-shirt I'd thrown on was actually a gray V-Neck, which could only belong to Alex. It hung loosely on my body, the cut revealing my cleveage. I swallowed hard againt my dry throat and slowly starting walking towards the kitchen again, now hearing the faint sounds of cartoons coming from my television. Poking my head through the doorway, my heart skipped a beat when I saw Alex sitting on the couch, his eyes glued to the screen as he sipped the cup and chuckled quietly to himself.
He stayed.
A muffled gasp escaped my lips and I slowly backed down the hallway. As quietly as I could, I threw my body in the bathroom and shut the door behind me. My eyes scanned to the mirror, taking in every inch of my reflection. Of course, the one time I actually wake up to the man of my dreams and I look like I've been hit by a Mac truck. I shook my head and turned on the water, splashing cold water on my face. Then, I snatched up my toothbrush, only to find that Alex had dug out the spare and used it for himself. I smiled to myself as I cleaned my teeth, rinsing my mouth once I was done.
I looked a littel better, a little more awake, at least. I even managed to tame down my blonde locks so I didn't seem like such a train wreck. When I knew there was nothing more I could do, I nodded to myself and left the room. Time to face Alex.
"You know, you didn't have to doll yourself up this early in the morning. It's only seven, I'd understand if you weren't looking your best."
My jaw dropped. Alex was standing in the hallway with a smug grin on his lips. Fuck, he must have seen me in the reflection of the tv screen.
"Still beautiful, though," he laughed, handing me a cup of coffee. After all this time, he still remembered how I liked it. "So tell me Jenna, do you have to work today?"
Admittedly, I was still in shock. In shock that I'd slept with Alex last night, shock that he'd stayed, shocked that he caught me trying to make myself pretty so early in the day.
"No," I whispered, my voice still hoarse from sleep. "I just have to go to the library to fax some papers."
He nodded, bending over to give me a small peck on the cheek. My heart fluttered in my chest.
"Come watch tv with me. Wake up a little."
Am I still dreaming?
@BreakingJessie_x
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9/24/17