Sleep was the best thing in the world.

No matter what happened to me, I knew at the end of the day I would be able to climb into my soft comfortable bed, curl up into a warm cozy ball and fall into blissful oblivion.

So you could see how pissed I'd be when a certain someone bangs on my door at five in the FREAKING morning.

Did I have 'disturb my sleep' planted on my forehead?

Groaning and grumbling all the way to the door, I don't even care if it was a mass murderer because at this point I was the most likely to kill whoever was on the other side of the door.

Swinging the door open, I groan at the sight of Alexander leaning opposite me on the other wall.

Combed and groomed to perfection, with his hair styled in a quiff and body clad in a fitted suit.

Not even greeting me, the insolent man strides right past me and into my apartment.

Just then do I notice the calm composure he always seems to be wrapped in like an aura around him was nowhere to be seen as of right now he looked like a nervous mess.

Shocked and concerned, I quickly go up to him.

"Alexander are you okay? What's wrong? What happened?"

He doesn't reply as he scoops me up into a tight hug, almost cutting off my circulation as he nuzzles his face into my neck.

"Alexander?"

My worry started to increase and all thoughts of sleep had evaporated from my mind.

"Nora you won't believe what's happened."

"What happened?" I press him for answers.

The groan of despair leaving his mouth makes me pull away to look at him clearly but all too soon he pulls me back into him.

"My father's coming today."

My face goes completely blank as I push him away and smack him upside the head.

"You woke me up at five in the freaking morning to tell me something I already knew." I say in exasperation.

"Well yeah, I mean you were there remember."

"Screw this shit, I'm off to bed." I mumble as I push past him and down the hall back into my bedroom.

"Nora!" I hear him whine behind me but I slam the door in his face as I delve back into my warm comfortable bed.

Letting out a sigh of relief once more I try not to let the fact that I had to wake back up in an hour and a half, dissuade me from the the joys of some sleep.

Not even a second later does the door open, I can hear Alexander rummaging or removing something but I was too tired to care.

All too soon Alexander was climbing in bed next to me, trying to pull me closer to him.

"No." I mumble angrily.

"Nora." He whines again.

Sighing I scoot closer to him and let him cuddle me.

Only now do I notice him bare chested, the plains of his smooth and hard chest on full display to me.

I let my hands trail down his chest to his abs and let my hand stay there, getting my full groping mode on.

I feel him tense up under my palms while I smile in content.

"You need to be at the office in an hour and so do I." I mumble out.

"Hmm." Is all he says.

I was seriously getting spoiled with all this sleeping in and time off.

"Just a little while longer." He says.

Nodding my head, we lay together for a little while longer until eventually my conscience starts playing at me.

I hate myself so much for being such a good person.

Looking at Alexander I announce I'm going to take a shower.

"You know I could join you." He says coming up behind me, only dressed in his slacks.

"We could continue where we left off." I mumble out to him.

Glancing over my shoulder I see the shocked look on his face as I giggle out and push him away.

"Unluckily for you though James, we're going to be late."

"Fuck that." He says happily as he tries to get into the bathroom with me while I laugh and close the door.

I can almost hear his pout.

Stepping out of the bathroom in only a towel, I walk over to my closet.

Ignoring the gaping Alexander leaning on my bed, against the pillows, I go over to my closest.

I smile as the fond memory of our first date enters into my mind.

Grabbing a crème blouse and a nice looking skirt, I head over to the bathroom but stop as Alexander calls to me.

"Would you hit me if I told you not to wear that skirt because it's too short."

Glancing at him, I roll my eyes.

"Yes, yes I would."

"Well good, I like my girls kinky, don't wear that skirt." He says getting up and walking closer to me.

"Girls?" I question out in anger.

He better not be two timing me even though we technically weren't dating or whatever.

I had no idea what the heck we were but still the thought didn't sit well with me.

"Maybe." He says smirking.

Glaring at him, I place my hands on my hips and start to rant at him.

In the heat of the moment I don't realise the fact that the split second it took for me to put my hands on my hips meant that the towel would, to my ultimate demise, slip.

Alexander doesn't even try to hide his roaming eyes as he trails them down my now bare body.

Gulping in utter embarrassment, I can't even cover myself back up due to the shock coursing through me.

Everything becomes a blur as Alexander pulls me to him, pressing himself against me.

Not even a second later does he kiss me with so much intensity it shakes through my entire being.

My hand wraps up into his hair as I pull him closer to me.

Forgetting about the fact that I was completely bare to him.

"You're going to be the death of me." He whispers huskily into the crook of my neck as he places kisses onto the sensitive skin.

I bring his face back up to mine and kiss with a ferocious intensity but all too soon the ringing of my phone splits the both of us up.

"We're going to be late if we keep this up."

"I honestly don't give a fuck." He mumbles.

Finally after another few minutes I pull away and quickly grab my towel, covering myself up and turning the alarm off that was the cause of the ringing.

Grabbing my clothes that were also dropped to the floor, Alexander pulls me into him once more.

"You have a cute ass Nora, and I would love for you to keep that to me and well yourself."

Sighing I finally agree.

"Just this one, but don't you dare turn into a manipulative controlling ass."

"Wouldn't dream of it." He says happily.

Emerging from the bathroom I see Alexander fixing his hair in the mirror.

"Ready to meet your father?" I say, knowing it would set him off, though I had no idea why that was.

"Ugh." He groans and once more turns into a whining ten year old boy.

I couldn't wait to find the case of the 'loving' bond Alexander had between him and his father.

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