His Beautiful Addiction

''what are you thinking about?'' Michael's voice snapped her out of her thoughts and she blinked;

''Nothing, was just wondering… ''

''what? ''

''those women, didn't they fall for you at some point? ''

Michael chuckled; ''it was just sex; we knew what we were getting into. We didn't even let ourselves be that attached to actually have feelings. ''

''You never liked any of them? ''

She was surprised; to actually sleep with someone a countless number of times and not have any feelings.

''Why would I sleep with someone I don't like? I actually liked them, they were good buddies and had nice bodies but I wasn't in love with them, it was just sex.''

'" Wow, interesting '' Diana laughed, feeling a little overwhelmed by the discussion;

Maybe this was how he was with every woman, nice and caring, and super attentive, it didn't mean that he liked you in that way. She should really put her head together. The last thing she wanted was to return to the hole she just came out of.

''You can stay in the living room; I'll wash the dishes quickly. '' Diana stood up to clear the dishes but Michael stood up with her, packing the plates together.

''I won't let you cook and wash after I eat; '' he said as he stacked the plates;

'' don't worry, you're a visitor, I don't mind. ''

''I don't mind either, where is the kitchen? '' He asked and when Diana saw that he actually meant what he said, she led him to the kitchen.

''Wear this so you don't stain your shirt. '' She gave him an apron to tie over his shirt; her eyes drinking in his hot body as he rolled the sleeves up to his elbow, she imagined what his body would look like under the shirt.

''You can actually ask if you want to feel, I don't mind. '' Diana's cheeks burned when she realized she had been caught gaping at him and she quickly looked away from him. She never felt so embarrassed all her life.

Quickly she tied her apron and helped him rinse the plates.

The kitchen was quiet, only the sound of plates and water was heard.

Suddenly there was a thunder strike, and then a heavy downpour.

''Wow! '' the both of them laughed at how sudden it was; well it was December already, the rains happened almost every day;

''You will sleep with me, right? You can't go home in the rain. '' Diana said quickly without thinking. When she realized how she sounded, she quickly waved her hand;

''I mean, we don't know when the rain would stop and it's already late and freezing cold. It's dangerous driving in the rain and I have spare rooms, it's clean, you can use it for the night. ''

Michael chuckled, ''Ok, ''

''yeah; '' she gulped, taking a plate from his hand and their hands brushed accidentally.

Diana felt goosebumps wash her skin/ It was an accident, but she was feeling hyperactive to every little action of his. After a long while of silence, her eyes shot open;

Wait, did she just ask a man to sleepover?

…

''So freaking cold!'' Diana breathed, turning up the heater.

''Cover yourself with these… '' She passed him a blanket, as he lay on the couch, watching Netflix.

Diana sat away from him on another couch, wrapping herself up.

''You can come and lie with me if you're feeling too cold, I can warm you up. ''

Michael suggested after a long while, seeing how she wrapped herself up in the blankets. Her eyes turned to him and they widened. From everything she knew about him, it was obvious that he was just naturally kind and a little overly caring. He might not have any bad thoughts in mind as he said the words, but she couldn't help but feel squirmy in her tummy. 

Diana knew it was the wrong move, but she couldn't stop her legs from standing up and walking towards him as he lay on the couch.

She wanted to know what it felt like, being hugged by a pair of big arms. Even though she knew he might not have such thoughts in his mind, she just wanted to let her guard down and do what would make her happy at the moment, damning all consequences.

Michael adjusted on the couch, opening his blanket for her to lie down, her lavender scent wafted into his nostrils pulling him in. His hands wrapped around her tummy as he held her close to him, and then he threw the blanket over them.

''Feeling better? ''

''Mm… '' Diana nodded. Why was she strangely comfortable? His body was warm and comforting. It made her feel safe and away from the world. Everything in her wanted to turn around and breathe in his musky scent but she held herself and pinned her eyes on the television, suppressing all wild thoughts pushing their way to her mind.

Michael tried to concentrate on the show but the woman in his arms was impossible to resist. She smelt good, and he felt like leaning in and breathing from her hair, but he held himself. His hands around her torso itched to explore, but he did not want to make her uncomfortable so he pinned it to a place.

About thirty minutes later, the movie was over but Diana did not say a word.

''You wanna go to sleep now? '' He peeked at the wall clock and saw it was past 9. Diana didn't budge and when he looked at her face, he saw she was sleeping.

A smile tugged at his lips and he lifted his body from the couch and watched her sleep soundly. She was cute with an innocent beauty. Now he thought about it, that was what drew him in in the first place.

His eyes hovered over her pink little lips and his throat tightened. Everything in him wanted to lean in and kiss those lips but he controlled himself.

She was a little too innocent to actually trust that she could fall asleep beside him and he would do nothing to her.