She May be Evil

Chapter 17 King

I blink.

Was I just kicked out of my own room?

Yes, I was.

I can't believe I blurted that out earlier.

But I mean it was kinda true.

How could they be more scared of me then Circe?

She looks scary.

Well more like intimidating.

And as I find that extremely attractive, I don't think kids will.

When I left the room I forgot to close the door.

I crack it open a little more to see what's going on.

What? I'm curious.

She places the little kids on the couch facing the windows, she mumbles something about the view and telling them to look too.

The little girl scurries off the couch and try's to pull herself up on the window bench. It's never going to work. She's too small.

The little boy hops off the couch, running after her.

The boy grabs the girls legs and lifts her on top of the sill so she can see through the glass.

Aww. Teamwork.

The boy can't get up now. But I don't think he cares. He's just watching his sister, making sure she doesn't fall.

I tear my eyes away from the cute scene and start to search the room for Circe.

And what I find has my cheeks instantly warming up and I quickly shut my eyes.

She was undressing out of her wet clothes.

Her arms raising her tank top above her head, her hands going to the waist of her jeans and shimming out of them.

Fuck.

Get it out of your head Kamau.

My pants already feel tight.

I wait a minute before opening them.

I let out a breath as I see her dressed and my eyes shift back to the kids.

Wait.

My eyes snap back to Circes body.

She's wearing my shirt.

I gulp.

My shirt is pretty big on her so she can wear it as a dress.

I knock on the door. "Uh Circe? Can I come in now? They calmed down."

They start crying again when I speak.

Too soon?

Circe rolls her eyes at me.

She goes over to the window and lazily grabs them in her arms before settling them onto the bed.

She starts humming and the loud wails start to turn into quiet sniffles.

I think she forgot I was there because she starts to absentmindedly singing.

(Insert whatever song you would like. I could not pick one that I felt would fit this scene but I wanted to post this chapter for you.)

It was soft. It was perfect. It was beautiful.

It was hypnotizing. I didn't know she could sing.

I don't know a lot of things about her.

Or anything for that matter, besides her favorite food.

I was lost in her words I didn't even notice the little boy now sleeping on her chest and the girl slumped against her side.

I almost wanna cry at how beautiful her voice is.

It's an unusual setting to see her in, singing with children laying on her.

But it suits her. Just as much as a battle does.

"You can come in now." Circe whispers.

I startle and slowly open the crack wider.

"Are they sleeping here?" I whisper, pointing to the kids.

She lets out a breathy chuckle. It's quick, pulling me in wanting more.

"There not pissing on my bed." She smiles at me.

My heart starts beating faster.

"Where are we sleeping then?" I question.

"We?" She perks up. "I was gonna sleep here, seeing as they aren't scared of me." She muses.

"Oh." Is all I say looking down on the floor disappointed.

"What? Are you another child I need to sleep with too?" She says.

I go to deny it but I stop myself. I'm not a child. But I do want to sleep with her.

I stay silent.

She sighs.

I look back up to see her shifting the girl under the covers before detaching the little boy unconsciously clutching her, putting him right beside his sister.

She walks towards me and grabs my wrist, pulling me along with her.

"Let's go loverboy."

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I feel like I'm being weighed down.

I lift my arm up and slowly rub my eyes before slowly blinking.

I look at the closest thing to me.

Circe.

Her sleeping actions immediately making me feel warm inside. Her arms are wrapped and my neck and she has her leg hiked up around my waist.

I have a full on grin as I look outside. It's early morning. I happily sigh as I wrap my arms around her waist and snuggle in closer. We don't have to wake up just yet.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

I wake up to someone groaning before they shove me. "Get off me, it's too hot" Circe groans and turns towards the window.

"But you were the one holding on to me." I grumble and face away from her.

I mean it's true. I wasn't clinging to her. We were just cuddling and she pushed me away. I hold up my hand to feel the air. It isn't even hot. It's actually cold. I pull the covers up over my shoulders and release a heavy, loud, intentional, sigh.

Then I hear rustling behind me but I don't move. About thirty seconds late I feel arms slither around my torso from behind. "There, crybaby."

Am I being little spooned right now?

Yes.

Do I love it?

Also yes.

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