You Done Staring At Me?

The day went by and the next arrived. It was almost midnight as Stella laid in Adam's hed, snuggling against his pillow. They didn't talk even once after their video call. She was worried about his whereabouts, but she understood that he might be busy. She tried to keep her mind at ease but couldn't no matter how much she tried. Her eyes were set on the wall clock as she was lost in her thoughts.

Her eyelids slowly became heavy with the clock's ticking and she fell asleep eventually. 

Around 2 a.m someone entered the room with quiet steps. Wearing a black suit with a white button-down shirt and matching shoes he headed towards the bed. The suit had creases all over it as if he had slept in it, which was actually what happened. 

His gaze fell down on his beasty who was sleeping soundly hugging his pillow tightly and tucked under the duvet, looking like a harmless kitten. His eyes turned gentle, brimming with tenderness and care for his little elf. 

He had missed her so much that he couldn't describe it in words. He had finished all of his work as early as he could, leaving the rest to his team there. His work could have taken one more day to finish. But he wanted to rush back to her, especially after what he had told her that day. 

He felt bad for not talking to her during this time, but he knew he wouldn't be able to work if did and his stay there could have been extended, which was something he didn't want to. 

He had just entered the mansion when the old butler had told him that she is in his room and had been sleeping in there since he had left. Knowing it had brought a smile on his face. 

Pressing a soft kiss on her forehead, he headed towards the bathroom to freshen up.

After a quick shower he changed into a black trousers and got inside the covers. He moved closer to her slowly as if not to disturb her sleep. He wrapped an arm around her narrow waist. As if sensing him, Stella turned around and snuggled against his exposed chest. 

Adam chuckled softly at her actions. Her one arm draped over his muscular abdomen while the other one rested by her side. 

"Looks like you are drawn to me even in your sleep babygirl." He muttered under his breath. Pressing a lingering kiss on the crown of her head as he wrapped both of his arms around her back carefully.

"Good night baby girl." He whispered softly as he closed his eyes. The tiredness from the last couple of days, swept over his body and he soon fell asleep.

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The next morning, Stella woke up late. She was somehow feeling relaxed. Her body was engulfed in a familiar warmth that she had been missing for the last few days. Her eyes fluttered open, but she shut them again as the sunlight coming through the glass windows fell over her face. She slowly opened her eyes again, taking her time to adjust to the bright light. 

Taking in a deep breath, she squeezed the pillow that was in between her arms. But something didn't feel right. She squeezed it once again, her eyebrows furrowing in the process. It wasn't soft like before but hard.

Her eyes shifted to the pillow only to be greeted by a muscular chest. Her eyes flew wide open, all the traced of sleep vanishing from her face as her heart started to beat faster. 

She slowly looked up, only to find the face which had turned her world upside down. She blinked a couple of times but the face didn't go away. It was still there, right before her eyes and within her reach. 

She slowly raised her hand which was resting on his rock hard chest and traced her fingers over his sharp jawline. After confirming that she was not dreaming and he was really there, she traced her fingers over his stubble. 'Looks like he hadn't shaved for a few days.' She thought to herself.

Her fingers moved over to his forehead. She brushed off a few strands of hair that was covering it. Her fingers moved down to his roman nose and then to his eyes, tracing over his eyelids. His thick lashes fluttered under touch. Tracing over his cheekbones, her fingers rested over his thin lips. She could never forget the way they move over hers. 

Only God knows how much she had missed him the past few days. She was more than happy that he was finally back. She clearly remembered the words he had told her that day on the video call. The way he looked at her when he had said that, his eyes filled with love and care. She remembered all of it. She wanted to hear them again. 

As she was busy taking a trip down memory lane, Adam opened his eyes. He looked back at her with a soft smile on his face. 

"You done staring at me sweetheart?" Adam spoke up slowly. His deep, magnetic voice brought her back to the present.