His Prisoner

Where We Stand [25]

Meredith

The faint sound of a clicking camera and a flash of light wakes me from my blissful nap. I sleepily blink my eyes open, noticing the heavy but comforting weight behind me. I'm still laying on the sofa where I fell asleep and the weight behind me is Eliot. His arm is resting on my hip with his hand spread out against my bump. I turn around slightly, smiling at his innocent features as he sleeps soundly. He must have fallen asleep after I did.

"You two are so cute!" Her excited whisper has me turning towards the culprit that interrupted my sleep.

Emily is standing in front of the coffee table with a camera clutched in her grasp. She's smiling from ear to ear and when I raise an eyebrow at her in question, she squeals like a hyper kid on Christmas and motions with her hands to the both of us.

"I couldn't resist just one little picture. You were just cuddled up with him and both of you were sleeping with smiles on your faces. It was just too cute to pass up."

I laugh quietly shaking my head at her. If I know Emily as much as I think I do, she's going to get a frame and print that photo out to display around the house somewhere. It really wouldn't surprise me.

Glancing back at Eliot, I lay back down bringing his arm tighter around me. I'm too comfortable to move, I don't know when I'll ever get to lay with him like this again. Although we did kiss in the kitchen, we haven't really discussed it since. I'm not too sure where Eliot and I stand at the moment in regards to our relationship, or lack of it. I know we're mates and everything, I can feel the connection we have but he just seems so distracted lately. He's busy a lot of the time and then once he's finalised the deal, we'll be leaving to his home. I don't know when we'll get the time to sit down and talk.

"OK, I'm just going to leave you two alone." Em winks at me as she leaves and I laugh softly.

I know she wants us together. I remember when Em and I first met, we were discussing my relationship with Jack and she told me that I deserved the kind of love she has with Chase. Now I know what she really means. She means the love of a mate. I know she really wants that for me after everything that's happened with Jack.

I see Emily and Chase together, how much love they have for each other and to have that kind of love would be amazing. I do hope that one day Eliot and I can be like that. It would end the nightmare I've been living.

I lay with Eliot for a little longer with closed eyes, just relaxing. He soon stirs from sleep, groaning sleepily as he tightens his hold on me. He shifts behind me and then I feel his eyes on my face. With still closed eyes, I feel as he gently smooths my hair away from my eyes and traces my features with the tip of his finger. I can't help it, I smile before giggling softly.

I hear Eliot chuckle as I open my eyes.

"I knew you were awake." He whispers smiling down at me.

"How?"

"Your breathing was too quiet and you twitched when I touched you."

"That doesn't prove anything."

"OK well, I heard Emily talking to you." I gasp and slap his shoulder receiving his deep laugh in response. I seriously love his laugh. It's so attractive.

"You were awake!"

Eliot nods as he lays back down and pulls me into his arms. I turn over onto my other side so I'm facing him and rest my head on his chest. My bump is in the way a little but Eliot doesn't mention it, he just squeezes me closer to him.