Chapter 7

• Chapter Seven
• He moved to the floor to sit next to her, “Which movies do you have?”
• She whiffed his musky scent. She’d never been close enough or tall enough to be able to smell his after shave cream. It suited him. “How about, Immortals?”
• “Really?”
• “It’s either that or the Twilight Saga?” She threatened.
• “Immortals does sound like fun,” he said, pushing the couch back. He pulled the cushions out and arranged them on the floor.
• “What are you doing?” She was glad she had carpeting. Cream velvet cushions and dust don’t mix well.
• “There is a fifty percent chance I’m going to fall asleep during this movie, so I’m going to be comfortable when I do.”
• She rolled her eyes, “You are such a joy to watch movies with. I’ll go get some popcorn,” she stood up and walked the short distance to the kitchen. She didn’t like the idea of lying down on the floor with him and it was blowing her comfort thermometer through the roof. She walked back into the living room and sat down next to him, debating on whether to lie down next to him or just remain seated. That decision was made for her when she was tugged back by her shirt.
• He placed her head on his shoulder and the popcorn between them. He wanted her to feel comfortable, just not too comfortable. He liked the fact that she felt like she was on pins and needles every time he was next to her. It wouldn’t take him much effort to have his way with her, but he didn’t want that just yet. “If I fall asleep, don’t wake me until the movie is over.”
• “Again, you are such a joy to watch movies with,” she said, sarcastically, pressing play on the remote. It didn’t take long before Carson was out. He had his hand lying lazily across his torso, and the other rested in her moist hair.
• Ellie cuddled closer to him, feeling less threatened by the sleeping monster. She rested her head on his shoulder and brought her knee up under his raised leg. The moment she did, he dropped it and let his leg rested on hers, and then he moved his dormant hand that was in her hair, on to her shoulder, pulling her closer and the other stretched out onto her waist.
• She froze for a moment, wondering if it had been a trick all along. She slightly lifted herself on her elbow to look at him. His eyes were closed, and he didn’t have his chasseur cat smile on. He was still breathing heavily like he was in a deep sleep and he didn’t move again. Ellie turned down the volume, so as not to wake him and settled back on his shoulder, half her body on his, her hand resting lightly on his warm broad chest. She loved being so close to him, and she was going to enjoy that moment until he woke up.
• Hours passed, the movie was over and she was still cuddled with him, unwilling to move. She’d flicked through the channels and luckily landed on a Friends marathon. The wonderful peace was interrupted by his ringing phone. She reached for it and flipped it open quickly, praying the noise wouldn’t wake him up.
• “Hello?” she whispered. There was a long silence before someone finally spoke.
• “Hello, Carson?” Audrey was, bewildered. It wasn’t like him to let someone else answer his phone.
• “Dale is asleep; could you please call back later?” Ellie bit at her lower lip, an unsettling feeling stirring inside her as she stared at Dale, still sound asleep. She wondered if the girl with the sweet voice was his girlfriend or a friend in the same context as she was. If she was, Ellie was going to shove his phone down his throat.
• “I wish I could. I know it’s his day off, but could you please ask your boyfriend to come to work?”
• Boyfriend! Ellie smiled at the thought, “Is there no one else who can fill in for him?” she asked, with a pang of regret, she really didn’t want him to leave.
• “I’m sorry but no.” Audrey’s face was beaming with a huge smile. She was glad she would have to make a call to Gwen next. Carson had finally found himself another girlfriend- fingers crossed. “I could give you details as to where he’s supposed to be.”
• “No, no don’t do that. I don’t think he’ll be all too happy I answered his phone. I’ll just wake him.” She sulked, wishing she’d turned off the phone instead of answering it. What line of work was he in anyway? “Dale, you have a phone call,” she said, shaking him awake. She sat up, unwillingly pulling herself out of his embrace, “Dale, wake up.”
• Carson stirred, then settled his head on her laps and wrapped his arms around her waist, “What, is the movie over?” he sounded more drugged than asleep.
• “Three hours ago,” she answered, gently stroking his head, “You have a phone call.” She placed the phone on his ear but he didn’t say a word, he went back to sleep instead. “Dale!” she laughed, shaking him awake.
• “Audrey what is it?” he asked, groggily, the sound of annoyance at the edge of his voice. He pulled Ellie in closer so that he could take a look at his watch on his wrist. This girl has such a tiny waist, but she’s heavy, he thought to himself as he listened to Audrey on the line.
• “Are you at your girlfriend’s house?” She asked, eagerly, “Or did you finally bring a girl to your apartment?”
• “Audrey,” he groaned, pinching Ellie’s belly with his lips, making her giggle.
• “I’m so happy for you!” She screeched, before she was serious again. She wished she didn’t have to ruin the best moment of their lives but, “We have another serial killer.”
• Dale’s stomach dropped and his body went rigid, “Where?”
• “His or her last victim is from here, Washington, but murder reports with the same MO have appeared in Boston too. I have one more person to call, the rest are on their way.”
• “Thanks sweet cheeks.”
• “Don’t call me that! She’ll think you are cheating on her, and we’ll lose a girlfriend!”
• “You really need to focus on your relationship and leave mine alone. I’ll see you in fifteen minutes.”
• “What are you and sweet cheeks squabbling about?” Ellie asked, unsure if she should be jealous or not.
• He stood up and walked to the bathroom, “How long did you guys talk for?”
• Ellie felt caught, “Not long. She just asked me to wake you up.”
• “How did she sound to you?” he asked, walking out with his head and face wet, a towel in his hand.
• She dried the back of his head as he put on his shoes. “She sounds nice, really sweet.”
• “That’s why I call her sweet cheeks. She wanted to know if you were my girlfriend and where I spent the night.” He then stood up and looked down at her, analyzing her expressions.
• Ellie looked up at him, “And?” She wasn’t sure if she’d like any of the two obvious answers because she wasn’t sure what title he held in her life. They’d only seen each other four times but talked and texted constantly for seventeen days.
• He kissed her lightly on her lips at first and then deepened it, pulling her tightly and closely against him. If it wasn’t for work, he would have led this down the direction it was crying to go. “And I have to go,” he whispered on her lips, before he pulled away.
• Ellie stared at him dreamily, her body numbed by a voltage of passion that surged through her. She had felt this before, just not like this!
• “I’ll call you later,” he said, before he walked out the door. Ellie just nodded, and then she slowly closed the door. She leaned against it, still dazed by the kiss.
• “Oh my....” she said, before she sunk down the door onto the floor.