Where My Demons Hide

Chapter Twenty-Five - Eagle

I wanted to call Dragon but how could I explain what I was feeling? Instead, I go through my day at the clinic then left. When I looked up, I was parked outside of Ohm's place. Frowning, I drove a way, forced myself to focus until I made it home and locked myself in myself inside. Since, I wasn't working the next day, I grabbed a beer and wandered up to my bedroom.

I set my drink down after a few sips, plugged my phone in to charge and was walking away to shower when the phone starting ringing. When I checked, it was Ohm.

The truth was, I had no idea what to say to him. I should have seen he wasn't ready. Being the older one, the more experienced once, I should have known. But I'd wanted him so much, wanting to feel him, to taste him, to see if he would whisper my name in that soft way I so desperately needed him to.

It felt like heaven, having his hands on me, his body over mine, pressing me into the bed.

I turned the phone over and then locked myself into the bathroom, leaning against the door with my eyes closed. There was no denying I had to face him sooner or later. I couldn't go on avoiding him forever.

Still confused, I showered, wrapped a towel around my hips and went back for my beer. Gathering my phone and charger, I went down the stairs to look after something for dinner. As I settled into cooking, I sipped away at my drink until it finished. I was in the process of going for a second when the doorbell rang.

Arching a breath, I checked the camera and found Ohm staring at me.

"P?" He called.

Reluctantly, I allowed him into the yard then opened the front door just as he jogged up the stairs. For a moment, he paused and stared at me until I became irritated and turned away to head into the house. His footsteps followed me, paused then followed again—softer now.

"You've been avoiding me," Ohm said.

"Yes."

"Why?" He asked. "You've done nothing wrong."

"Sure, I did." I replied. "Do you want something to drink?"

"Forget the pleasantries!" Ohm snapped.

I lifted my eyes to him.

"What do you think you did wrong?"

"I shouldn't have allowed our moment to get out of hand." My voice cracked. "I should have known you weren't ready."

"And how were you supposed to have known that? You didn't initiate what happened." He reached across to use a finger to touch my chin. "You didn't force me."

I turned away to the fridge to get a bottle of water. Suddenly, my mouth was entirely too dry. Without saying a word, I drank half the contents before setting the bottle on the counter.

"I didn't want to lose you, P." Ohm continued. "I felt you've been waiting and have been patient, but for how much longer?"

"As long as it takes." I snapped. "As long as it takes and if you felt that way, you should have said something. Don't you know how much I want you? Of course, having you on me like that would have clouded my senses."

Dragging frustrated fingers through my hair, I closed my eyes.

"Wait...you want me?"

I frowned.

"P, please." He caught my arm when I turned to walk away. "You're my first."

I crumbled with an exhaled breath but didn't look back at him.

"You're my first everything that matters." Ohm confessed. "I thought that if I let you wait any longer then you'd get frustrated. No one has cared enough before to truly wait. And yesterday as I thought about it, I didn't think I'd ever be ready. But you've never lied to me or be short on what you expect from anything we become."