HER FEAR

-----~[ROSE'S POV]~-----

I picked up the bedspread and arranged it neatly on the bed stepping back to look at my work. The arrangement didn't quiet suit my need so I moved back to rearrange it but Christian held my hand stopping me from touching it and laughed.

"What the hell is the matter, oh Miss Rose? This is like the hundredth time you are arranging that bedspread. Do you have an unsatisfactory syndrome?" He asked and I couldn't help laughing.

" I don't know. It's just kind of seems off. I need this room to be in perfect order before my parents arrives. If this room is in the tiniest disorder when they arrive, I am dead meat, Christian. " I said and he chuckled.

He hugged me tightly from behind with his arms around my waist. "Take it easy on yourself young lady. You are worrying yourself a little so much. Don't worry it's going to be alright." He said and I smiled.