I woke up feeling more refreshed and energized. Richard was snoring beside me, his arms loosely wrapped around me, his legs carelessly thrown over my body, and his messy hair all over the place. I was itching to run my hand through it.
He looked so relaxed and peaceful in his sleep. Hot air escaped from his slightly opened mouth. Purple discoloration was littered all over his neck from where I had bit him.
A shadow was forming on his jaw, and it was giving him an edgy look. Unable to resist, I reached out to smooth his eyebrows. I am jealous. How can his eyebrows be better than mine? His eyebrows were long and soft, well aligned, as if he had trimmed them. But he had reassured me that he didn't do any of that when I questioned him.
I watched the soft lashes that framed his eyes. It was long and curled. He had a long, pointed nose that fit his small face. He shifted closer and I froze, my hand hanging in the air.
"Have you finished gawking at me?" He suddenly whispered as he opened his eyes, throwing me off balance.
"Haha, very funny. I was just looking at what was mine. I believe that is allowed."
"Of course, it is allowed. I am yours, as you are mine." He gave me a peck on my lips before he released a loud yawn.
"So, what are your plans for today? Or are we going to lie all day in bed?"
I yelled as he bit my mark, before he replied, "That doesn't sound like a bad idea. You and me, alone, on the bed." He wiggled his eyebrows as he gave me a sly look.
"Be serious, Richard." I said with narrow eyes as I hit his shoulders.
"Alright, alright. I was thinking of us checking out a new Italian restaurant that opened up in the Human Territory. I have been hearing good things about the place. So, what do you say?"
"I'd love that. I've heard a lot about Italian food, and I am eager to try it out."
He rolled over to his side and sat up, his back resting on the headboard. He picked up his iPad, typing furiously on it. Look who said today was going to be all about me! I guess the Alpha can never truly rest.
I let him be and decided to binge-watch my favorite series. I had a lot to catch up with, considering I haven't been following it for a while now. I had been preoccupied with a lot of things.
I sat up on the headboard and found a way to squeeze my head inside Richard's arms, wanting to be close to him. He chuckled as he opened his arms, and I settled in.
I picked up my phone and scrolled to the streaming app and clicked on the series. Part of the reason why I love the series is because Ryan Ray, my favorite actor, is the male lead. Plus, he was a good actor, always killing his role.
I had met him once when my dad took me to one of those Alpha conventions when I was younger. It was held in his pack. Since that day, I have grown to like him.
I got engrossed in the historical drama, giving appropriate reactions where needed. I squealed when Ryan's face popped on the screen. He looked so good in a long-sleeved shirt, loose pants, and suspenders.
"What is wrong?" Richard asked, peeping into the screen to see the source of my scream.
"Ryan Ray. He is just so fine." Richard took the phone from my grasp and examined the screen.
"He is just there. There is nothing so special about him. Your mate could do better." Richard commented with a hint of jealousy.
I tried to hide my laughter. "Is the big bad wolf jealous?"
"Why would I be jealous? I can do better than him if I have the opportunity.
"Whatever you say." I moved closer to his ears, saying, "At the end of the day, you are still the one fucking me. You are the one who owns this ass, so don't be jealous." I whispered seductively in his ears.
His ears turned a bright shade of red as he heard me. Now I couldn't control myself, and I burst into laughter. Richard glared at me and pinched my nipples, making me squirm.
"Alright. I'm sorry. But your face!" I wheezed out He looked at me unamused, his face blank; he was not finding it funny, so I decided to leave it be.
He kept his iPad on the bedside table and moved me closer. He connected the phone to the wall-mounted flat-screen so we could watch it properly. As we were watching, I was explaining some parts that he wouldn't understand.
Before long, he got invested in the TV series, and he joined me in hollering some words. We spent the next hours binge watching the series while we ate the buttery popcorn Richard had asked someone to deliver, until it finally came to an end around 7 o'clock.
I went inside the bathroom to take my bath while Richard made reservations for our dinner. I pursued him to another room to go get dressed. I wanted to dress up sexily and surprise him.
"Why?" He whined like a baby when I was driving him out. "I have already seen everything, so I know it isn't because you are shy."
I rolled my eyes at him, unamused. "It will ruin the element of surprise. Just go get dressed somewhere else and come back in 30 minutes to pick me up."
"Yes, Luna. Your wish is my command." He took a bow as he left.
I shut the door on his departure, not trusting him. I had no time for a bath, so I took the fastest shower I have ever had. I also washed my hair in the shower. I wanted to style it in a different way.
I had already used 15 minutes of the time, so if I wanted to make it in an extra 15 minutes, I had to work like a flash.
Uhm... Richard? I spoke into the link.
Yes? Are you ready?
No. Can you make it an hour?
Alright. Just don't keep me waiting.
I came out of the shower with a towel on my head and one on my chest. I padded to the closet, little water puddles forming trails as I went. I went to my section and flipped through the different dresses I had brought, looking for the perfect one.
I was looking for someone classy and elegant, and nothing says classy and elegant like a black dress. I went for a black sequin dress that clung to me like a second skin. I chose it because it brings out my figure, and I'm sure Richard would love that.
The dress had a deep V, and the slit reached my thighs. I started with my makeup. Thank the goddess for WeTube! After all the hours I have spent practicing in the mirror, it is finally paying off.
I went for subtle makeup with smokey eyes, contouring my face just right. I looked at the mirror in front of me, satisfied with my work, and moved on to my hair.
I was drying it with a blow dryer while I racked my brain on how I would style it. I was thinking of calling the hair stylist, but it was already late. I finally settled for a silk press.
I went to my bag and pulled out my trusty flat iron, and I set to work. After that, I wore the dress and the appropriate jewelry that goes with it. To complete the look, I went for a nude strap heel.
I stood in front of the mirror, admiring my work. I was satisfied with what I was seeing. Richard is definitely going to lose his mind when he sees me.
Baby, it has been over an hour now. Aren't you through? My heart skipped a beat when his husky voice spoke through the link. Hearing any sort of endearment from Richard always made me feel that way.
I am through. You were just right on time. I sprayed some perfume and picked up my nude purse. I stood behind the door as I waited for Richard's arrival.
My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it. My palms were sweaty and felt clammy. Did I overdo it? What if Richard didn't like what he saw?
Girl, that had better not be self-doubt I am sensing from you. Richard loves you and everything about you. So, keep your chin up and go have some fun. Kiayra tried to lift my spirits.
She is right, though. I squared my shoulders, puffing my chest out. Right on time, a knock sounded on the door, and I unlocked it, opening it.
"Wow!" was all I could manage to get out. Richard appeared to have stepped out of a dream. He was wearing a dress shirt, but his hands were folded and a few buttons were loose. He'd parted his hair to the side and shaved the stubble. Gosh, I could just gobble him up.
"Fuck baby, you are so beautiful." Richard's eyes were wide as he looked at me. He took my hands and twirled me around, inspecting me. "You don't want me to make it out of this dinner alive, right?"
I giggled as if that hadn't been my plan: "I don't know what you are talking about."
He planted a kiss on my hands and held me by my waist, sniffing my mark. "I pray I make it back alive, because you are killing me."
We went out of the pack house and got into one of the cars in the garage, and we started driving out of the pack.