She's My Sleeping Pill

Chapter 69 - THINKING DEEPLY ABOUT EACH OTHER

They called the taxi driver to come and pick them up and send them back to the subdivision. Cayenne was on their way back and so was Stefan. He was busy thinking how to win over her mother while Cayenne was busy thinking of ways to guard her heart. She almost fell for his sweet words during dinner.

As soon as they arrived home, Stefan turned to her to ask a question. "How should I win your mother\'s approval of us?" Cayenne looked at him with a raised brow. "Do you think I can cook her favorite food? Or buy her some cosmetics? Or maybe I should buy her some multi-vitamins and her prescribed medications. What do you think?"

"I think you should stop thinking about those silly things. You don\'t need to do anything." Cayenne told him which confused him.

"I thought you wanted your mother to be reassured when it comes to our relationship?"

"Telling her about us is more than enough. You don\'t need to put in so much effort just to win her. Either she approves or not, it doesn\'t matter to us."

"Why not?"

"Uh. Uhm…" She coughed drily to clear her throat while averting her eyes from him. "Sir Stefan, did you just forget that this relationship is fake? I am your employee, not your girlfriend. You don\'t have to think so much for my sake."

Stefan looked dumbfounded with her words. She did forget that point and he was so engrossed in getting her mother\'s approval as if they had a real relationship. It took him few seconds before he came back to his senses. "Right. I forgot that. Thanks for reminding me."

"You\'re welcome." Cayenne smiled and continued walking upstairs. "Let\'s go to sleep?"

"O-okay. I\'ll be right there. I\'ll just make a phone call." Cayenne didn\'t disturb him anymore and she went inside their room first. Stefan was left alone in the living with expressionless face.

When she called him \'Sir, Stefan\', he thought that she was back to having that employer-employee status between them. When she reminded him about their relationship being fake, he felt bitter in his heart. He hated it when she always thinks about everything being fake.

Stefan sat on a couch without making any sound. He was thinking how he could make her believe in him. He wanted to make her realize that he wasn\'t being fake to her. Everything that he had been showing to her recently were all genuine. He didn\'t do it for the sake of their fake relationship. He did all that because he likes doing it for her.

When he did something goof for her, he felt fulfilled and that his life finally found its purpose but Cayenne would never believe him. Because she was still doubting him.

\'Aren\'t you doubting her, too?\' The other side of his brain questioned him. And that was true. He was still doubting her and he even told her about that.

He recalled his words inside the car yesterday. \'Trust? I don\'t think it will happen. Not now and not in the future.\' Stefan felt his temple throb from this frustrating situation. \'She must have been hurt with my words.\' Stefan thought. He wanted to apologize but he was afraid that she would become even more upset with him.

He had been apologizing to her but he kept making her sad. If it continues, he will surely break her trust. "Wait. She said that her trust was slowly crumbling. That means, she really trusted me and I was the one who was slowly breaking it?"

This realization threw him into panic. Losing her trust will lead him to losing her eventually and that was something that she would never want to happen.

While he was seriously thinking about his recent actions and the things that might have hurt him, Cayenne was already preparing to sleep in their room. She had changed her clothes to pajamas and she already set her alarm. She was just waiting for him to come inside.

\'Will everything be fine between us?\' Cayenne thought while lying on their bed. \'What did Travis mean when he said that I\'ll be needing that letter? Does that mean I will be fired soon? Or maybe Stefan will fall in love and that person will be the one who can completely cure him?\' She\'s got these thoughts in her mind again.

Thinking about their times together, Cayenne felt bad about leaving him. She had been enjoying his company and even though they have been arguing several times, they never really fought that hard which will cost her job. Stefan had been very understanding of her and she was happy when she thinks about what he did for her.

\'Will I be sad if I will leave him? Probably.\' She just answered her own questions. \'Until when can I stay with him? Another month? Six months? A year? Maybe I should have asked when will be needing that letter.\'

Cayenne thought about several things involving Stefan, their present and their future. Her mind was fully occupied and her eyes were getting droopy. In the end, she still fell asleep before he could back to their bed.

Stefan was taking so long and when he came inside their room, she was already sleeping peacefully on their bed. He immediately took a shower and changed his clothes in order to sleep beside her.

"It\'s my fault for taking so much time. Now, I can only hold your hand to sleep again." Stefan wanted to hold her hand but Cayenne was facing on the other side. If he wants to hold her hand, he needed to make her face him. "Uh. Should I just wake her up?" Stefan told himself.

Cayenne woke up from his murmurs and his movements, listening to him, a wide smile appeared on her face. He would always think of her feelings even though he\'s got leverage over her. And that\'s why Cayenne put her trust on him. Thankfully, it didn\'t crumble yesterday.

She opened her eyes and switched positions in order to face him. "Hi. Aren\'t you going to sleep yet?" she whispered to him.

"I\'m about to. Can I hug you?"

"Hn. Go ahead."

Stefan moved closer, took hold of her hand and placed it on his waist before he wrapped his hand around her. "I like this position better."

"Whatever." Cayenne just closed her eyes to sleep. She got tired from all the things she\'s been thinking of and all she wanted was to feel his comforting warmth this time.