Don't stop..... Those words had hung thickly between the two as they stared into each other's eyes while Alexa panted heavily with every breath she took. Calan thought it through for a moment; why had he even started this in the first place? Probably because he felt horrible about all she had been through and all she had missed and wouldn't have by being with or, or perhaps it was due to the fact that her innocence was just so tempting, so inviting, so appealing. Perhaps it was because the proximity had done a thing or two to the both of them, perhaps he simply wanted to; no excuses and explanations needed. But had he intended to take it farther? He wasn't sure, all he knew was that the look in her eyes were so very alluring, be couldn't bring himself to look away for the life of him. There was something tempting about her, something that drew him in; he had been with women, yes, but she was different, perhaps it was her innocence and inexperience, perhaps it was her naivety and ho
Third person's POV A shuddering breath let her parted lips as he said those words, she stared up as hr eyes stung with tears; of course, he had been with others, she was obviously just one of the many he'd been with, and though the thought hurt she couldnt bring herself to feel any level of shame, not at the moment at least. She blinked the tears back and forced herself to nod. Calan let out a breath before releasing his hold on her wrist. He had seen the tears in her eyes, had seen the sad fleeting expression of sadness. "I will not restrain your hands if you're uncomfortable". He said though he knee it wasn't just that. She shook her head. "Are you uncomfortable with me touching your chest because of the scars?". She asked him quietly. And he nodded. "Don't they bother you?". He asked her. Touching them didn't bother her,but she was sure that she'd eventually break down if she had to think of all the pain he'd been through. "Not in the way you think". She croaked quietly.
ALEXA'S POV The previous night had been well spent,yes, and the morning, but after everything there was still reality which I had to fall back too; Calan had to leave for the office and I had to ready myself and head to classes in spite of the dull ache in my abdomen. I didnt even consider it an ache really, cause anytime I felt it I couldn't help but recall the happenings of last night, I couldn't help but recall how I had screamed, how I had shut my eyes and thrown my head back in complete and absolute pleasure. It had been better than the last time, and I couldn't help but wonder if the next time would be even better. I was out in sitting in the shade of an apple tree on my own when Sasha and Rayne joined me, and it was only then I realized I needed some company, I had been thinking about the exact same thing all day and I was afraid I'd get hurt from over thinking it all. I needed a change of thought, I needed something else on my mind. "Hello Mrs. Billionaire". Sasha greeted
When Sasha had said 'shopping' I hadn't thought she had meant going to procure an insane am out of lingeries and scandalous clothes. We had headed to the mall after classes and she had ganged up with the young clerk there in making me miserable. "Oooh, this one looks tempting enough". She said holding up a small red fabric which I couldn't quite make sense of at the moment. The clerk nodded in complete agreeance. "It'll go well with her skin". She said. "I can almost picture it accentuating those delicate curves". My cheeks flamed even more and I cleared my throat quietly. "Don't look so shy, Alexa, it's just us girls here". Sasha said to me. I knew, but it couldn't be helped. "Pink or green?". She asked the clerk. She thought it through for a moment before responding. "Green. It'll go well with her eyes!". She said and Sasha nodded in agreement. "Indeed it will". She said as she tossed a green cloth into the shopping cart. "What's your man like anyway? Does he like you b
It was late when I got back home, and though I was exhausted I felt good about myself to some extent. I knew I looked good after having my hair straightened so it fell to my lower back, and my new nails, they were a bit longer than usual so I found it a bit uncomfortable, but they looked good so I was determined to get used to them soon enough. A maid hurried to me and took my shopping bags the very second I stepped into the house, and tbough I insisted that I was fine carrying then on my own she chose to take them from me nonetheless. "Your hair looks so good ma'am". She said to me and I couldnt help but blush. "Thank you". I said. "You're most welcome. The boss wishes to have dinner with you in his suite". She informed me. And I nodded simply. It was probably a good time to show off my new looks, and probably try out one of the 'decent' night dresses Sasha had picked. As usual, I headed to my room, fresher up quickly and got dressed; only this time I wasn't wearing one of my
There had been nothing wrong with how he had spoken to her the other day right? Absolutely nothing at all, Michael tried to convince himself. All he had done was set barriers between them, proper and well needed barriers. Their relationship—whatever it was that was between the both of them, it was sinful and only attracted pain to the people around them. Yes, see in the tears in her eyes had sought to unnerve him, but he had reminded himself that if had to be that way; she was after all not just his best friend's wife but his student as well, there had to be barriers between them. He had done the right thing.... He had done the right thing, but why did he feel like this? Why did he feel even worse than he had felt about the whole thing initially? "What's on your mind?". His gaze which had been glued to the coffee mug in front of him quickly snapped back to April's on hearing her speak. "Nothing much, just work I suppose". He told her. She nodded though she seemed unconvinced.
THIRD PERSON' S P O V it was early in the day yet both men found themselves in a bar conversing while swirling the brown liquids in their glasses which niether had bothered to drink from. There was a lot that needed to be said and luckily they happen to have the power to ditch work whenever they wanted. "So she wants kids". Calan was saying. "And it bothers you". Michael nodded. "Yeah, but why?". Calan asked him. He had never been opposed to the thought of having children, a slut he'd had a one night stand with could call call him up and tell him she was carrying his child and he'd be glad. And goodness, when his own wife had been pregnant....it was as though he would suddenly grow wings and fly. "I guess I just don't want to bring a child into my life right now, not when everything's so....complicated". Michael replied. He set the glass down before rubbing his temple wearily. Complicated..... Calan could almost understand how complicated his life must be but the fact tha
ALEXA'S POV "He didnt like it? What kind of a man is he? Who wouldn't like a nice little package like yourself?". Sasha raved on. I blinked my eyes a couple of times to clear the tears in them, just think about how it had gone yesterday caused my heart to ache all over again. After rushing to my room I had quickly climbed onto my bed and let all the tears and sobs out, I had cried so much, I had cried till my eyes were sore and till I could hardly breathe at all, and I had fallen asleep. "He didnt exactly say he didn't like it.....". I said quietly. "His......reaction.....it just wasn't what I thought it would be". That night had undoubtedly gotten into my head, it has made me bold enough to think that there actually could be something between the two of us, had made me bold enough to think that he could actually see me in a different way, that he could actually learn to love me. "I'm sorry, honey. I just...I have no words at the moment". Sasha said shaking her head. I couldn't