Free Fading Into Darkness: The Under Series Book 2 by Dakota Lake Page A

laid
back against the end of the couch, my legs resting on Senka's lap. My thoughts drifted back to the
weird dreams I'd been having of Mack. I watched Senka as he chatted and joked with his friend,
every few minutes he would look back at me and squeeze my foot letting me know he hadn't
forgotten I was there. I wanted to tell him about the dreams but at the same time I didn't feel like I
wanted to share those dreams. They felt private and special in some way, something was special
about them. I looked over the back of the couch out the window at the dark cloudy sky and watched
the clouds moving. My eyelids became heavier and heavier to the point I could no longer keep my
eyes open.
    I felt something on the side of my face but I didn't want to open my eyes, I was sure I'd only just
closed them.
“Ruby, I have to go back to work and you need to get up, you have classes this morning.”
I smiled at the sound of his deep husky voice snuggling further into the bed.
I wasn't sure how I'd got into his bed but I didn't care I just wanted to stay here forever. Senka's bed
felt ten times more comfier than my own.
“Hey you, don't ignore me. I know you can hear me.” Senka said as his hands slid down to my
waist.
“Not fair.” I said trying to push his hands away from tickling me. “You know I hate that.”
“What even when I do it?” he asked sticking his tongue out at me.
He looked freshly showered, his hair was damp and hung across his face.
“What time is it?” I asked rolling over.
“Nearly seven.”
“Can't you pull a sickie and stay here?” I stretched my arms width ways across the bed.
“Don't,” he said zipping up his hoodie. “I can't just take a sick day, as tempting as that is. But they
would know I'm lying.”
“What you don't get sick?” I asked sitting up and crossing my legs.
He smiled and looked over at his dresser. It was full of soda cans, different chocolate bars and a
variety of chips. All my favourite items of junk food I could never find downstairs.
“Don't go,” I whined.
“Stop that. You have classes soon and Kenzie will be around today. He should keep you busy for a
few hours.”
“What time are you coming back?” I asked.
“I don't know? But something tells me the sight of you in my bed won't be able to keep me away for
too long.”
He walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down next to me leaning over, putting his arm on the
other side of my leg. He leaned in closer, the fresh scent of coconut drifted to my nose. I knew it
was the shower gel he used, then I thought of Senka in the shower and I felt my cheeks burn.
“Where did you sleep last night?” I blurted out.
“I didn't.” he grinned.
“What you don't sleep either?”
“Not when there's such a beautiful creature sleeping in my bed.”
I really hoped he was joking, I had no idea what I did in my sleep I just hoped I didn't snore.
He was looking at me, more like watching me and it made me feel self concious. My hand shot up
to my head smoothing any loose wisps of hair down. Senka grabbed my hand in his and pulled it
away from my head.
“Don't do that.”
“Do what?” I asked.
“Panic about how you look.”
“Why you don't care about how I look?” I asked.
“No I don't.” he said casually, tilting his head looking at me from a different angle.
I felt a small stab at my feelings, if he didn't care it was because he only saw me as the fun girl from
downstairs and nothing more. But if he didn't like me why did he always find an excuse to put his
hands on me? If he didn't wand to lead me on he was sending all the wrong signals.
His hand came up to the side of my face and for the first time I wanted to move away, but I didn't.
“I don't care about how your hair looks because it wouldn't make a difference to me. You could dye
it green or shave it off either way I'd still be crazy about you.”
I looked at his face a little taken back with what he'd said. This was the first time he had opened up
about how he felt