Before sunrise

When I could be anything in the world, I choose to be his.

Monday November 7, 2022:

Esmee POV

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We are home when it is almost dark.

Killian wakes me up by stroking my face with his finger.

I open my eyes and look from under my eyelashes at his illuminated face.

'Why is it dark?' I ask.

He smiles, 'You were sleeping do deeply, I ordered the driver to take a different route home.'

He is way too thoughtful.

'That is sweet.'

He smiles, 'It also gave me some time to do my work. Knowing you are laying safe next to me, was all it took for me to be productive.'

I can't help but smile.

Killian opens the door and carries me inside the house.

He walks straight upstairs towards the bathroom.

He puts me down and kisses my head, 'Get ready for bed. I'll be downstairs working. I'll join you later, but don't wait up for me.'

I nod, 'Okey.' I kiss him in his neck and smile at him.

He grins back and walks out of the room.

I turn on the shower, and strip off all my clothes.

I remove my make-up and step under the hot jet of the shower. It feels amazing to wash off such a stressful day.

In less than ten minutes I stand before the sink wrapped in a towel.

I put lotion all over my body and brush my teeth good. I feel reborn.

I walk back into the bedroom and turn of all the lights. I slip under the satin covers, which feel empty and cold without Killian under them.

I try to get some sleep, but I just can't seem to find rest.

I groan out and punch the mattress.

At moments I think about walking downstairs and asking Killian to join me, knowing he can't say no.

But that just would be selfish. I keep him distracted of work way too much. And his ambition is something I admire most about him.

I watch the minutes on the clock become hours.

After two hours of lying in bed I hear the door being opened.

Killian sneaks in, while I pretend to be sleeping.

I feel the covers moving, and I am embraced by the sudden warmth.

'I know you are still awake.' I hear him say.

So much for pretending.

I open my eyes and look at him, 'There is no way to fool you, is there?'

He smirks, 'No. Your heartbeat was too fast.'

I roll my eyes and crawl towards him.

He takes me in his arms, and I lay with my head on his hard chest.

'How was work?' I ask.

I feel him get tense, 'Troublesome.'

I frown, 'How come?'