Beautiful Mess (Completed)

Chapter Eleven

Jason Mraz
Hello, You Beautiful Thing

Kismet

I am burning all over, I seriously am incinerating.

"Are you sure?"

He whispers in my ear and I nod.

"I love you"

He says.

"I love you too, just . . . , I haven't. . "

I clear my throat.

"You can tell me Kismet"

"I haven't . . . , I haven't done this before"

I say in a small voice and he tenses.

He rolls off of me and i tense, why did I have to open my big mouth?

"I love your mouth just right, Kismet"

He says and I blink, I think . . .I think I said that out loud.

"You are not angry are you?"

I ask.

"No, never"
He says, pulling me and our sheets close.

I rest my head on his chest and he begins to trace lazy circles on my hip, I shiver .

"Am sorry I rushed you"

He says and I sit up.

"You really didn't rush me, I wanted to, more than anything in the world"

I say and he pulls me back down, he kisses my lip when I get close enough.

"You are mine, I have you, I can  . . ., We can do this when ever you want, just not now, okay?"

He says.

"Why?"

I ask, insecure.

"Because baby, you deserve a candle lit dinner, a walk on the beach, flowers, dinner amd the works"

He says and I shake my head.

"I don't need those things, I just want you"

I say and he kisses my head.

"I want you now"

I say again and he tenses.

"Kismet.... hazel eyes.."

I straddle him, letting the sheets pool on his chest as I bend my head and kiss him.

He returns it, deeply, far be it for anyone to say he doesn't need me.

He rolls us over, throwing the sheets over his shoulder.

"We might be needing that later"

I say teasingly and he winks.

"Are you sure about this Kismet?"