Unknown P.O.V

I stand across the street from her apartment watching her and my enemy sitting on her couch talking. All I wanted to do was kill him right then and there. Blaire is mine and will always be mine. No one is going to take her from me, especially not that weakling sitting with her in her apartment. I sacrificed so much for Blaire and I'll be damned if she doesn't end up with me.

Blaire's P.O.V

I woke up the next morning feeling warmer than usual and something heavy around my stomach. Looking down I see a muscular, tattooed arm wrapped around my stomach and I remembered Jӧrgen stayed the night. Resting my head back down on my pillow, I moved around a little to et in a better position only to have Jӧrgen tighten his arm.

And of course all good things must come to an end because when he tightened his arm it made me aware of the fact that I really need to pee. Trying to pull his arm off me proved to be a struggle. It took some time but I was able to just barely slip away. Rushing to my bathroom I relieved myself and washed my hands. Stepping out of my bathroom and into my room I had to hold back the awe and giggle seeing Jӧrgen on his stomach, fisting the spot I was in before I left for the bathroom.

I also noticed how much of my bed he took up with his big frame. Making my way towards my bed I unfist his hand from my bed sheet and laid down, his arm immediately wrapping itself around me and pulling me into his body, my face now buried in his chest. Pulling away a little so my face wasn't shoved in his chest.

Looking up to his face I make sure he's asleep before looking back down and tracing his tattoos that he has on his arms. The tattoos he has are so interesting and pretty. I was so into tracing his tattoos that I hadn't realized he was awake until he spoke. "That feels nice baby." He said making me jump although it probably didn't look like it since he had his arms so tight around me.

Hiding my flushed face in his chest, I felt and heard him chuckle. Keeping my face in his chest, I felt the arm around my waist move and his hand start going through my hair. "You're so cute when you blush." He whispered in my ear, his breath fanning over the side of my face sending shivers all through my body. "Stop it." I giggled.

"Stop what?" He asked not moving his face away from the side of my face. "Stop making me blush." I nervously told him. I felt him move his hand under my chin and lift it so we were face to face. "I think you look cute when you blush." He said in between kissing parts of my face like my cheek and nose which made me giggle.

We stayed in our position for a little while longer talking until my stomach growled making him laugh. "Get dressed, I'm taking you out for breakfast." He said reluctantly letting me go. Getting up from my bed I make my way to my closet and grabbed a pair of dark skinny jeans and a long sleeve loose white shirt, and went into my bathroom. After putting it on, I did my morning routine, then walked back into my room to see Jӧrgen already dressed in the suit he was wearing yesterday.

He looked at me and smiled, walking over to me and resting his hands on my waist. "You look beautiful." He whispered pulling me in and kissing my forehead. "But you should put on a jacket. It's raining outside. Don't need you getting sick." He chuckled giving my forehead another kiss before gently pushing me towards my closet. I grabbed my leather jacket, put it on and grabbed my rain boots. I also grabbed my work uniform and put it in my bag just in case I have to go straight to work.

Jӧrgen grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers, and pulled me towards the door. After locking up he pulled me downstairs and down the street. We walked for a little while until we came to this little cafe.

We stayed there for about an hour and a half talking and trying the pastries they had in the little window next to the cashier. It wasn't until the clock on the other side of the room caught my eye. "I have to go to work." I sighed leaning into his chest. "No, I don't want you to go." He whined into my neck. "I don't want to but I have to. I would rather stay here with you." I told him picking up his hand to play with his fingers.

"Fine, I'll walk you there." He said and we got up. He helped me put my jacket back on, then grabbed my hand. I glanced out the window to see if it was still raining when my breath hitched in my throat. It can't be. He's supposed to be in prison. "Baby, you alright." Jӧrgen asked bringing me out of my little panic attack. Looking back at him, then back outside I squint my eyes in confusion. The spot I saw him in was empty. "Uh, ya I'm fine." I said looking back at him.

Taking one last glance out the window, I let jӧrgen pull me out of the cafe and towards the diner. I kept close to him feeling safer knowing he is right here. When we got to the diner, Jӧrgen and I said our goodbyes, him saying he'll walk me back home after work, then parted ways. I went into the bathroom and changed into my uniform before getting to work.