The Sinner

21

bit of a warning

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Shuffling in the bed the next morning made me stir from my sleep.

I slowly open my eyes to see that Rafe had gotten up from my bed. My vision slowly starts to focus as I watch him walk around the room. His muscular back was visible to me when he bends down, crouched over his black duffle bag.

He pulls out a pair of shorts and a shirt for the day. Where is he going? I watch him slip them both over his body, and he runs a hand through his messy hair before turning around.

"Oh hey," He says once he notices I'm awake. "Did I wake you?"

"Where are you going?" I ignore his question, slowly sitting up. He walks back over to the bed, and I feel it dip down a couple of seconds later.

He looked good, despite waking up maybe two minutes ago. Rafe always looks good though. He runs a hand through his loose dirty blonde hair.

"Topper wants me to meet him at the clubhouse for lunch," He explains.

"Why are you trying to sneak around?" I ask with a small frown. He runs his fingers over my hand and slowly up my wrist.

"I didn't want to wake you baby," He says. I nod. "Did you think I was trying to sneak away from you?"

I shrug, "Or hiding something."

"We talked about this, I'm not hiding anything from you again," He reassures me, meaning what happened with Barry.

"Okay," I say with a nod. I roll my neck around, hearing pops as I did so. "Do you want me to drop you off?"

"If you can. You want me to ask if you can come too?"

"I don't wanna intrude," I say. "I also don't want it to look like I'm following you everywhere."

"You could never, angel," He says with an eye roll. "I always want you with me."

"You're going to get sick of me," I say, furrowing my eyebrows. He chuckles as he grabs onto my ankles and yanks me towards him.

"You're right, I might," He says jokingly. I smile as I watch him smile back at me. "You're very annoying."

"Right," I say as I give him an eye roll. He bends down and pecks my lips. "Text him and see if it's okay."

"I don't need to, I want you come and if he has a problem with it he can suck my dick," He says. I raise my eyebrows at him teasingly.

"I mean, unless I do it first," I tease, a smirk growing on my face. I stand and stretch out my tired muscles.

"I'm not gonna argue with that," He says and stands to. A smirk grows on his face as he walks towards me, and I slowly start to back up at the same time. "Where do you think you're going baby?"

"Away from you, clearly," I say as I back into the bathroom. I turn so I'm facing the sink, and I watch as he stalks into the bathroom. I feel him slide his arms around my waist, pulling me back so I was touching his front.

"So you're going to tease me like that and walk away?" He asks lowly.

"I haven't brushed my teeth yet," I explain. I look at him through the mirror and I see him shake his head.

"You think my dick cares?" He asks, I give him a look and he laughs. "I'm joking."

"Mhm, sure you are," I say with an eye roll. I pick up my toothbrush, feeling his stare on me through the mirror as I do so. After putting some toothpaste on the bristles, I put the stick in my mouth. "What?"