The Warmth In Her Heart

Alicia breathe in relief. After that complicated surgery, she suddenly felt exhausted. It's been a couple days now since she started working and she had been in the operation room for many days, neglecting her sleep. It was hectic in the ER section when they brought in patients who's badly injured after the tunnel collapsed. Some died on the way due to heavy injury. The hospital was crowded and some had to be transported elsewhere since they are short on staff as well as the operation room are fully booked. She didn't know how did she pass the days. Whether she eat or sleep, it doesn't seem to matter any longer. Now that the ordeal is finally ending, she dragged herself to the locker room and change out of her blue scrub. She look at the long bench feeling wanting to just land anywhere to catch up her sleep. But the thought of her home is only 5 minutes away and the soft bed, she force herself out of the locker room and headed to her own house. She can only wave her hand back when Farrah and Rachel wave at her. The rest she just nodded her head. Once she got out, she didn't care about anything else anymore. Dragging her sling bag with her and ignoring other people who are looking at her weirdly, she just head straight home. Unknown to her, someone pick up the stuff that fall out from her sling bag and just followed her from behind.

The moment she reached home, she open the door and using her very last energy dragging herself to her comfortable bed and enter the dreamland.

Tristan who has been following her ever since she left the hospital with piles of her things that were dropped when she dragged her sling bag along the sidewalk couldn't help but frowning at her. Seeing that she's already asleep while leaving the door to her house wide open, he felt like the volcano inside his brain will burst out anytime. He wanted to wake her up and scold her for being careless but seeing her exhausted face, he had to simmer down his anger. Just how did she's still alive when she let her guard down just like that. Anyone could kidnap her with the way she ignore the danger that's lurking around. He wasn't happy hearing she was working non stop for few days straight. He could have guess she was skipping her meals and even her sleeping hour. This will not do. He had to make her his sooner so that he can drag her away from work. She's send herself to early grave if this keep up. With that, he made up his mind. He made a few phone calls that could bring storm when she woke up later.

Alicia wasn't sure how long she slept. All she knows that sometime, she would feel as if she was being lift up before feeling warmth. She can even hear people talking but her eyes just refuses to open. To say it was a restful sleep, she kept feeling like she's not. It was as if during her sleep, her mind was playing some sort of cruel trick. But what makes her to keep on sleeping is when she heard Tristan's voice somewhere and probably she missed him too much that she wanted to continue to keep dreaming of him. Like right now, sleeping by his side and the first thing she wake up she would see his sexy chest before drowning herself with his unique scent. Slowly, her eyes would savour every inch of his body before landing itself on his handsome carve face. She would watch him asleep and when he wakes up, his eyes would flutter slowly adjusting the light and there it is. The black gem within his eye. As usual, he would kiss her lips lightly like it was some sort of hidden energy and she would kiss him back as her reply to his morning kiss. Just like right now. Except, it was supposed to be a dream. But why is it she can definitely feel his warmth covering her body and she can feel the soft peck on her lips. She blinked her eyes a couple of times.

'Wait, that doesn't seem right. Why did it feel like i was really blinking? And why did this delicious view feels so real? I can even feel it stiffen up. And...wow. What's this hard thing?' she mumbled to herself. Her hand was rubbing onto his private part where it's poking out from his brief. She gulped hard.

"Love, if you keep rubbing onto it we'll have our early wedding night." A hoarse voice whisper to her which immediately got to her attention. She looked up in horror, surprise and embarrassed.

"You...you... you're real? No,no,no... you're here? Wait, where's here? How come i can smell the smell of beach. Hold on, i must be dreaming. And...how? Where? Huh?" And then she turned speechless when her eyes just wonder here and there just to confirm she's no longer inside her house. It was a bedroom with the size of her house. With exquisite looking room with every furniture inside the room that cause almost her current studio apartment or more than that, with the dull blue looking colour but manly at the same time painted on the walls. Her mind turns blurry when she looked at the man who was laying half naked by her side watching her every reaction.

Tristan doesn't feel like giving her any answer. He's being a little bit petty at the moment when he thought of how careless she was yesterday. Ignoring her own health is one thing.

"You're awake now?" he asked.

She nodded without thinking. Still feeling out of place. More like her head need a moment to restart.

"Good. Go and take a bath. Wear the dress that i got for you. We're going to get married." After saying that, he got up and strolled casually with his half naked body to the guest bathroom in the other room. Alicia on the other stupidly watched him go as she nodded her head once again. It took a couple of seconds before she finally remembered what he told her.

"WHAT???!" It was too late to ask the question when the person is no longer there. It really felt like a wake up call for her as she got up and chase after him. Married? What does he mean by that? She needed to have her answer no matter what.