
She closed her eyes and sighed sensually yet nodded as she laid back on the plush, expensive bed, her breathing slowing once more. "I love you," she whispered, just before falling into a deep sleep.

He turned back, his face furious. "Shut up Sadie" he demanded.

"You sure?" She whispered. She blinked hard to wake herself up, her eyes

He let her go and frowned, his brow creasing. "Fine" he spat, turning away.

He gripped her waist to still her and cleared his throat, waiting for silence to fall before watching her. "Like what"

She stood, slipping a blanket around her creamy skin. "Why not?" She whispered, walking towards him.

He watched her and pushed off the tree, walking to her and putting his arms around her waist, his head against her shoulder. "What are you thinking about?"

"Why?" She whispered, sitting up and watching him with concern in his eyes.

He shrugged nonchalantly, fixing his leather jacket. "I'm fine"

"Sorry" age whispered, holding the covers right against her for warmth. "What's wrong?"

"Then what's good?" He whispered.

She woke slowly and watched him silently, worry tarnishing her face. "Andrew?"

"What's wrong" he whispered, standing and leaning against a tree.

She sighed in her sleep, a hand tangling in her hair as she whispered his name and smiled in some dream of sorts.

She stirred in her sleep, sighing as she rolled to face the window he was sitting at, mumbling something in her sleep.

He kissed her forehead, redressing the both of them as she came back down.

She held onto him, yet her grip loosened and her eyes slowly closed as she fell into a deep sleep.

He peaked and let himself go, releasing into her before lying at her side and sighing his fingers still caressing her insides to climax her.

She took it and smiled up at him, leaning close as she kissed his cheek and pulled him down to the bed, laying on his chest. Yet she saw his expression. "What's wrong?"