Something To Believe In

Part 38: Jenna's Point of View

"Good morning, Heaven." He said softly. Mason's body was very close to mine. His eyes looked sad, like he would break down at any moment.

"What time is it?" I asked, trying to snuggle deeper into the blankets. He chuckled and checked his clock. Was I in his bed? "Mason, did..?"

"It's 6 p.m. and no we didn't, I was just uhm," He cleared his throat. "I was watching you sleep.." He trailed off and I could almost see a flash of red cross his face. It quickly disappeared though.

"Oh." I blushed. "Okay." Mason's gentle fingers ran through my hair again and twirled a piece around his finger.

"You look so peaceful when you sleep. So at ease with the world. It's interesting." He said softly. "I can't help but just watch you.."

I smirked. "Stalker."

He snapped out of whatever trance he was under. "No, just a dedicated observer." Mason's eyes flashed from my eyes down to my lips and back up again. "I really want to kiss you right now.." He said lowly, probably thinking but instead he said it out loud.

Mason's lips got slightly close to mine. "Then kiss me." I whispered. A small smirk formed on his face before gently pushing his lips down onto mine.

Husband tangled in with my hair as the other held my face securely to his. If I were standing up, I would have fallen down by now. Gone weak in the knees.

I pulled away slightly due to a new thought that popped into my head. "Mason," I breathed out heavily. "What are we?" My eyes were still shut so I couldn't see his face.

"I'm Mason, you're Jenna." He stated. "Simple."

"That's not what I meant, Mason." My eyes opened to see him trying to search mine.

"Well then, what do you mean, Heaven?" He seemed confused.

"I mean, are we dating, are we friends, what are we?" Mason pulled away, making the space between us wider. He stood at a window, looking out, searching before he finally turned back to me.

"Look Heaven," He said cautiously. "I don't do relationships.."