“As much as I would like to make sure you never meet or speak to another male ever again, I know that isn’t a realistic option. Besides, I trust the guards you have. Plus, in your case, I prefer that your security detail IS obvious. People will think twice about attacking you when you obviously have a bodyguard following you around.” He seems weirdly smug about that.
“Yeah… right. You’re just happy that I’m putting up with the guard stuff. Although after what happened tonight I suppose I can see your point of view a little better.” I admit. Bellamy’s expression darkens again and I curse in my head. Oops. I was trying to keep his mind off of the whole situation and I had to go and bring it up again. Stupid. Ugh. I frantically try to change the topic again.“I need to wash my hair.” I blurt out without thinking. Bellamy blinks, startled at my abrupt statement.“Okay… just try and be careful of your bandages. I doubt the cut has completely stopped bleeding and the soap wBack in Bellamy’s room I keep my towel tight around my chest as I sort through my packed bag looking for the pyjamas I shoved in underneath all the other stuff. I find a pair of underwear easily enough. I drop the pyjama pants on the bed as I search for the top. Bellamy is looking at them with a funny look on his face. Somewhere between confusion and embarrassment. “What?” I ask, looking back between him and the pyjamas. I know they’re childish fuzzy flannel ones, but it’s not like the unicorn ones he’s seen me in before were particularly impressive. What’s so weird about these ones?“It’s nothing, just… I don’t know. You’re going to think I’m creepy if I ask…” He trails off. I tilt my head and raise an eyebrow.“Ask what?” I prompt. “Would you wear my t-shirt?” He blurts out. Okay, not what I was expecting.“Why?” I ask. “Well, you wore one the last time you slept here. It’s weird, but it made me feel… secure, having you all wrapped up in my scent. I coul
My muscles have tensed up and what was a very comfortable position is now very not. This isn’t the first time we have slept in the same bed, it shouldn’t be so awkward. I suddenly realise that Bellamy’s breathing isn’t slow and deep like I would expect from someone who is asleep or nearly asleep. Also his arm on my waist is tense again. I’m about to ask what’s wrong, but Bellamy beats me to it.“Something is upsetting you.” He says, his tone is dark. I stammer out a response.“I just noticed that you’re… well. Maybe I should move away a little bit?” I suggest. Bellamy groans. “That’s why you’re anxious? I’m still on high alert, your discomfort makes me want to keep you as close as possible, but it’s my proximity that’s the problem.” He sounds horrified.. I see his dilemma though. I’m anxious so he doesn’t want to let go, and his holding so tight is making me anxious. Although it’s not so much that he’s close as that he is clearly still aroused and I’m awkward. How is th
“I’m not totally sure. Tired, frustrated, worried, sort of pissed off. I need to figure out my plans a little bit for the next few days, I suspect you probably have some opinions about that too but I’m going to ask you to wait until we at least hear back from Alex about what the guys learned in their investigation. I’m going to withhold all decision making until I have all the information I can possibly get.” I declare. Bellamy huffs out a breath then nods.“I guess I can hold my tongue for now.” He agrees and I reward him with a smile and a squeeze of his hand before releasing it and reaching for my phone. I turn it on and find several messages in my group chat and a few others. I check the other messages, not prepared to catch up on the vast quantity of messages In the group chat right now. Shaun- Hey, I don’t know when you’ll get this. But I just wanted to check in on you. I hope you’re doing okay. We will make plans with Alpha Kane to discuss everything later today. Let
I get ready as fast as possible and practically drag Bellamy downstairs to the kitchen. I want to make up with Megan as fast as I possibly can. I stop in the kitchen doorway, confused when I don’t immediately hear Megan. I can hear her but not see her. A moment later she pops up from the floor. She was apparently kneeling and the bench blocked my view. “Hey! I was just watching the breakfast muffins in the oven. I always overcook them a little so I wanted to keep an eye on them so they would be perfect for you.” Megan smiles at me in an excessively cheerful manner. Okay, that has got to be fake.“Why are you acting happy? You were upset a minute ago.” I ask warily. This level of cheerfulness is almost creepy. Just because I had a single bad night, it doesn’t magically make her hard times go away.“You’re right. I was upset, but then I thought about it while making the mix for these muffins and I’ve decided to forget about being annoyed and look at the bright side. So I
I stare down at my last bit of muffin. “I wouldn’t lie. But it’s probably best if you don’t ask until you’ve already made up your mind. Knowing the answer doesn’t really make anything easier anyway.” I tell her. She considers me for a moment then nods.“I guess so. But you would warn me if I was making a really bad choice again right? Like last time?” She sounds very young and scared. “Of course.” I assure her. “Thanks.”“So does that mean you’re going to text Darrien?” I ask. Megan blushes and eventually nods. She pulls her phone out of the pocket of her jeans and types out a quick message, I have no idea what she writes but she hits send then drops her phone and quickly downs the rest of her food. Only seconds later she gets a message back. She reads it with a small smile and I decide not to push her about it any further today. I’m burning with curiosity about how their relationship unfolds from here, but I’ve learned my lesson about interfering in the past.
“Well, if you Miss Gale can write out a list of anyone you think could have something against you or might dislike you I can look into it further. Alpha Kane I already have your watch list but if you have any further names to add I can look into them as well. I will also arrange to interview Miss Gale’s neighbours in case anyone has seen anyone suspicious loitering around. We will talk to your coworkers too, just in case. Although Aaron hasn’t noticed anyone unusual at your workplace, it is hard to be sure since it is a public place and the type of place to have regular customers. It wouldn’t be hard for someone to be there regularly without standing out as unusual.” He explains. Bellamy frowns. “You need to stop going to work.” He comments and my eyebrows fly up to my hairline.“Excuse me?” I demand. He looks at me like I’m missing something obvious. “We can discuss it later.” He adds, glancing at the other people present. I nod slowly, crossing my arms across my ches
Bellamy growls and I turn to him with eyebrows raised. “She’s disrespectful.” He grumbles. I shrug.“She’s busy. She has a hard job and doesn’t waste time on niceties. I like her.” I conclude. He tilts his head.“I believe she likes you too actually. She doesn’t usually give out her number. People have to book her through her assistant who generally chases off the time wasters.” “Ah that makes sense. I’m kind of flattered that she approved of me.” I smile. “I still don’t like her attitude though. If she were anyone else… or less skilled…” He trails off. I cross my arms over my chest.“Speaking of attitudes. You’ve been irritable since you came upstairs to get me. Bossy too. I am not loving it. Is something wrong?” Bellamy sits on the edge of the desk and leans his hands on his knees, sighing. “You’re right. I’m just frustrated. I want to DO something to fix this and I find I’m just sitting around uselessly. I can’t even comfort you properly becau
I glance around Bellamy’s office. “Do you have more work to do today or are you free now?” I ask. Bellamy grimaces, pulling a hand through his hair. “I have a bit more to do. I definitely haven’t been as focussed today as I would like.” He admits. “Eh, that’s fair. Why don’t you try and finish up and then we can make something easy for dinner?” I suggest. “Will you stay while I work?” Bellamy asks hopefully and I agree. “Sure, why not?” I plop myself down in my recliner and lay it back as far as it goes. I then start watching random videos on my phone. After a minute or so though I find myself in the notes app writing down ideas, pros and cons about the Alpha female role. I might not be ready yet, but I can work on getting ready. Bellamy finishes his work pretty fast and then we make cold meat sandwiches for dinner, neither of us feeling up to doing anything complicated. Megan eats out. I didn’t even realise she was going out but she must have left at t