32. First Date

I looked at the sleeping Bella. It had been two weeks since New year's eve, and we had been sleeping together on and off.

She was lying on my bed with her eyes closed. Her fiery red hair sprawled across the pillow and her face. The sheet covered half of her breasts, exposing the smooth skin of her top half. She sure was a sight for sore eyes.

I slipped my hand under the sheet and touched her naked body. She moved slightly.