MY KING IS HERE

HAZEL

I wake up to a coolness being pressed against my forehead. Slowly, I open my eyes and look into the dark bedroom.

"Ramon?" I ask, tiredly lifting my head from my pillow. I must be dreaming. He is standing on the side of my bed, leaning over me. Slowly, he carefully climbs into bed beside me and pulls me against his chest. "Go back to sleep, baby doll." He sighs out.

"What are you doing here?" I ask, cupping his cheeks and propping myself up on my elbows. Ramon's fingers run over my shoulder and he sighs. "I missed you." I can hear the pain in his voice, and my heart aches to fix that.

I slowly bring my lips to his, and inhale deeply when I feel the sparks ignite inside of my body. I missed him. So much. Ramon's hands draw me closer as they attach to my hips. I pull myself away from him and rest my head in the crook of his neck.

The ache I've felt since the moment I had left has finally dissolved. It wasn't the ache one gets when you lose something you've had. It felt like I lost