Why Is That? (5)

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1 week later, I've been spending most nights at Zacherys house.

Soft kisses on my temple and fingertips up my sides awaken me the next morning. I moan and curl into my pillow.

"Darling, wake up." I hear Zak's voice whisper.

"No!" I groan.

"Oh, come on!" He gets into bed beside me and pulls me to him.

He continues to run his fingertips up my sides and arms.

"Stop that." I groan.

"Wake up then." Zachery whispers

"I don't want to Zachery."

After Zak started to kiss the weak spot on my neck I reluctantly awoke.

"Finally." He sighs.

"Is there something you need?" I groaned.

"Yes."

"What is it?"

"You." He kissed me and rolled on top of me.

"Zachery, not right now." I put my hand on his chest, pushing him away.

"Alright darling, I apologize." He kissed me and rolled back next to me, he did kiss my neck though.

"I just love your neck." He whispered. I felt his teeth graze across where he had originally kissed. I went weak.

"Why is that?" I giggled seductivly.

"I don't know, it's just...beautiful." He put his fingertips on my neck and moved them around, tickling my neck. I laughed and rolled over on my side.

"Are you going to get up today?" Zachery rolled me back towards him.

"I haven't the slightest idea."

"What do you want to do?" He rolled on me again.

"I want to see the room that has all the papers in it."

"Why? It's just papers."

"I still wanna see it."

"Alright love, if it means that much to you." He picked me up and carried me down to the door. He put me down and unlocked it.

"Here it is." He yanked open the door, and I saw cabinets and cabinets from wall to wall.

"What kind of business is it that you do?" I asked looking through various cabinets.

"I run the justice system of the city." He stood at the door as I rifled through his papers. "I going to go see about breakfast." He said leaving.

As I looked through the final cabinet I heard a soft "hello?" From behind another door.

"Hello?" I turned to the noise.

"Please help." I heard.

I opened up the door and saw a woman in the corner. Blinded by the light.

"Are you here to help?" She said mouse like.

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