Sinful Pleasure. A Henry Cavill Story

11 Breakfast

Turned out it was not yet morning and I found myself in Henry's guest bedroom for the rest of the night regretting leaving his side and not sleeping. Should have just enjoyed the moment, when would I ever be so close to him again. Thoughts of him and the way it felt to be within his arms would not leave me; taunting me to insomnia. While I had plenty of other problems to worry about for some reason I only found myself thinking about one: Henry. I realized I was afraid of him, afraid because I never liked anyone so much, he made me feel butterflies in my stomach with just one look. I hated that, hated it because I knew I may never have him. We are from different worlds and I will sooner or later find myself inevitably back in mine; miles away with no Superman in sight and just a bleak life like I once knew it. Interesting how one week in this country changed everything to the core. 

I gathered up my courage and got up, seeing myself in the mirror was not helping. Usually, I would style my hair and blow dry my bangs, instead after washing my hair last night it was an unruly mess of naturally frizzy brunette curls or perhaps waves, oh who knows, a mess, it was a mess. Jesus. I also had no makeup and still in Henry's borrowed clothes. I decided to put back on my pair of jeans and Dwight's button up from yesterday, tying it at the waist. My left arm was in a bit of pain and I decided that the less I move it the better. Taking a deep breath I wondered out of my room and back to Henry's kitchen in hopes of him not being there so I can post pone facing him some more. I was not so lucky, there he was in all his glory with his perfect back to me, at the stove making breakfast. Already I felt a lump at my throat.

Kal woofed a hello at me as I entered the room and I found myself petting him yet again, "Good morning," I say to Kal, only someone else answers.

"Good morning," Henry's deep voice sends a jolt through me, "sleep well?" There is a definite sly grin on his face which I of course do my best to ignore.

"Fine thank you, and you?" I instantly regretted asking the question back as something lit up behind his eyes and his lip curled into that cheeky grin on one side again.

"Blissfully.. thank you," he exaggerated each word and I felt my cheeks heat up, of course I went back to petting Kal so I wouldn't have to look at Henry who eventually went on to finish making breakfast.

"How is your arm feeling?" He asks as he fries some eggs on the pan.

"Hurts a bit but otherwise fine, it's nothing. Dwight fixed it up perfectly," I attempt to sound happy though in all truth my arm is hurting more than just a bit, but Henry does not need to know that.

"I am glad you are alright," He responds and plates the food as I watch him with Kal on the couch beside me, feeling helpless. 

"Henry, I hate to ask more of you but would you be able to drive me back to the studio today?" I say meekly, hating every bit of it. I hated being in his debt, he helped me so much and I cannot repay in anyway. It killed me inside. My mother taught me to always repay my debts and in this case I wouldn't even know what to do. How do you repay a debt to someone who has everything?

"Of course, I have to go there myself anyways today, and please, do not feel bad for asking! Come on, lets eat," He says ushering me to the table. 

"Thank you..." I say and take a seat at the table across from him, "Henry if there is anything I can do for you in return please tell me, I hate being in your debt without a hint of being able to do something in return," I blurt out. Henry looks up at me and studies my face, I keep the eye contact as much as possible, meaning every word. Soon I note a change in his expression, like he pictured something he wanted me to do, then that smirk crept up again and that was that. I couldn't hold it anymore, I looked away.

"How about this, if I think of something, I will let you know," Henry's voice mimics the light smirk from his expression and I can't help but look up at him again, in that moment he gives a wink. Fuck this man and his winks. He's mocking me no doubt but I am sure he will think of something when I least expect it and then I will have no power to say no to whatever it may be. 

"Don't worry yourself so much, you are in a bad situation, we will work it out," He says brushing off his last remark and digs into his food like nothing just happened. I on the other hand find it difficult to swallow with that sexy smirk and wink burning a whole at the back of my mind.

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After breakfast Henry drove us to the studio, my game plan was get there and find Ruth who will hopefully give me my pay and use it to hopefully get to the embassy. That is it, that's the whole plan so far. Michelle does not return until tomorrow so I am still homeless. Brushing these thoughts aside Henry and I walk inside the familiar studio walls together. As we meander through the halls, Ruth was nowhere to be found and soon enough I feel defeated. Henry and I are walking down the main hall as a familiar person exits...

"You! There you are, finally!" it's Rick and I try my best to hide behind Henry in hopes he does not recognize me, only I realize it's too late, it is me he is talking to. Henry, too seems taken aback as he realizes the same fact.

"Hi Henry," Rick waves at Henry to acknowledge him and quickly his attention is back on me. 

"Young lady this is insanity, making a director chase you around the studio for days!" His stern voice makes me gulp in fear.

"Look I am sorry I never apologized for that incident during Henry's audition, I really did not mean anything by it, I am very sorry. Also, I think you would be happy to know I quit yesterday anyways so do not worry you will not be seeing my face here again," the words fly from my mouth in haste as the two men stare me down and I feel even shorter than my sad 5'3. 

"You did what? Quit? Why didn't Ruth tell me? That woman!.. Darling just why do you think I have been chasing after you?" He questions me and I am turning red again, of course this would happen to me.

"To fire me?" I say in question and hopelessly breathe out, looking down to the floor awaiting my execution....

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