The Wright One

MIA

It has been a few days and I think this whole thing is getting to me. I like being around William and I think that I keep crossing lines that I shouldn’t. Like keeping my hand on his arm maybe a bit too long. Not to mention I keep finding myself flirting with him when we are talking or cooking. Hell, anything we do. I feel so embarrassed.

The case has been delayed, William hasn’t expressed much to me, but he says it’s the red tape. Getting approval for the arrest warrants is taking longer than they planned, even with the evidence that they have. I don’t know what evidence they have managed to dig up but William seems confident that it is going to finish this case off.

Now he’s sleeping on the couch. That couch isn’t comfortable. I mean it is comfortable, but not to sleep on. He has given up so much for me and my brother. He deserves better. Yet here he is sleeping on the couch for days.

Groaning, I get out of the incredibly comfortable bed and trudge to the living room. I may feel like a complete idiot for doing this, but it’s the right thing to do. Padding my bare feet across the wooden floor I approach the couch.

Damn he looks hot. I mean really hot. Should I be thinking this about him? Probably not. Maybe it is some rescue syndrome. But somehow I don’t think so. William is the type of guy that I always wished I could meet. Not his money. I could care less about that. But the fact that he is a dream and also sweet and caring. Someone that I wanted to fall in love with me. Only that is never going to happen.

He is comfortably snoring, his chest slowly rising. The snore is light, not something that would keep me up all night. His left arm is over his head. I shouldn’t wake him. I thought he was probably laying here sleepless like I was. But he seems fine.

“Mia, what are you doing?” Joseph’s voice behind me scares me. I gasp and jump.

William moves. “Hey, did something happen?” He is rubbing his eyes, trying to wake from the peaceful sleep he was having before I ruined it.

“What are you doing?” I try to turn it around on Joseph so that he doesn’t know that I was just staring at William sleep.

He just shakes his head. “Boy, you are gone. I was going to the bathroom.” He turns away from me. “It would be best if you tell him.” Joseph is an asshole and I am going to scream at him later.

William looks up at me with sleepy eyes. “Tell me what?”

I have to think fast. “That I was going to give you the bed.”

He looks confused. “I’m good. I was fine sleeping here. I would never give you the couch. You are a guest.”

“Um, well, the truth is, I can’t sleep. I just can’t sleep thinking of you on this couch so you need to take the bed.”

He stands next to me and shit he isn’t wearing a shirt. How did I not notice this before? His build is perfect. Toned muscles and nothing over the top. Just the right amount of hair. “Mia, really, I’m comfortable on the couch. It’s no bother. I would rather sleep here than kick you out of the bed.”

“Then we share.” My whole brain just froze. What the hell did I just say?

He smiles. “As appealing as that offer is, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

Did he just say that he liked the idea? Oh, Hell, I am screwed. Well, if you are on your way to being completely humiliated you might as well go out with a bang. “I insist. I can’t let you sleep on this couch. I wouldn’t be able to sleep at all, so really you are doing me a favor.”

William rubs the back of his neck. “Look, I know you are just trying to be considerate, but I really don’t think it is a good idea.”

“Why? Why isn’t it a good idea?” I may be being stubborn.

He looks around the room like he can find a reason on the walls. Since he can’t because walls can’t talk, he sighs. “Alright.” He grabs the pillow off the couch.

I’m actually stunned, I don’t know why I insisted that he share the bed with me. I don’t know why he agreed. I just know that now he is going to be sharing a bed with me. Putting on my big girl panties I led him back to the room. On instinct I take the left side. The bed is a mess because I was tossing and turning so much. William doesn’t say anything; he just plops the pillow down and slides into the bed. Turning his back to me.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Joseph calls from the hall. “Just keep it down alright. I have child ears.”

“Oh, my God.”

William just laughs. “I remember being a teenage boy. I am pretty sure I said worse things to my brothers.”

I roll to my side so that my back is to him. “I’m still horrified. I didn’t mean for him to think that.”

I feel his hand rest on my shoulder after feeling the mattress move around a little. “You have nothing to feel horrified about. He’s sixteen. Their minds go straight to the gutter. I know, I was that age once. Hell, sometimes it still goes there.”

Suppressing a laugh I pat his hand. “Thanks for that. I’ll keep it in mind. Good night William.”

“Good night Mia.” He pulls his hand away and I want to ask him to put it back. I can’t though. He isn’t here for that. He is just trying to protect me from the psycho that is trying to take over my life. He is a good guy and he didn’t deserve to be dragged into my crap.

For all I know he has a girlfriend at home that is waiting for him and is pissed as hell that he is here with me. Maybe that is why it was a bad idea. “William?”

“Hmm?”

“Do you have a girlfriend? I know it is stupid to ask now, but I don’t want to piss her off. I really just wanted to make you more comfortable.” I start to blubber.

“Mia, it’s ok. I don’t have a girlfriend. I would never have agreed to share a bed with you if I did. I’m not that kind of guy.”

“I just know that nothing is going to happen, I know you aren’t that kind of guy, but I know that if I was your girlfriend that I wouldn’t want you to share a bed with anyone else because that is special for me. I would be mad, even if I knew that nothing happened.”

“Mia.” I had started to blubber again. “It’s ok, really. I don’t have a girlfriend. If I did then I wouldn’t be here. I mean in bed with you. I would have still put you in the cabin. But I wouldn’t be here. In bed with you. Shit that sounded wrong.” He takes a deep breath. “Lets just leave it as I don’t have a girlfriend so you aren’t upsetting anyone. If you can’t relax, I might have to go back out to the couch.”

“No, don’t do that.” I whine.

“Get some sleep Mia. You need it.”

“Are you saying I look like shit?”

He laughs. I like his laugh. “No, hell no. I just know that you haven’t slept well lately and I would hate for it to impair your judgment. Like by doing something stupid and reckless. Like inviting someone else to your bed.”

I laugh too. “You are the only man I have invited in my bed in the last five years. I don’t make a habit of this.”

William gets quiet and I start to worry I said something wrong. He eventually just says. “Good night Mia.”

“Good night.”