Sinful Addiction

Part 14 - Я Люблю Тебя

Waking up to the constant beeping of her alarm she reaches up patting her hand over the bedside table not finding her phone. "Turn off alarm." Her voice is slurred and tired as she tries to will herself out of bed. Stumbling out to the main room where the sun is streaming through the windows, illuminating the mess she and Reya had made the previous night, looking up at the clock displaying six-thirty-four. "I can't wait for fall." She groans while glaring at the annoyingly blue sky out her window. Grabbing a glass from the cupboard she places it under the espresso machine.

Moving back to her room while it brews, she starts packing her bag for the day then remembering that she will be staying at August's place she grabs another bag. After shoving a few items in, her heart drops from her chest. "Fuck. No. No. No. No, I didn't. Shit...Shit...Shit!" Her eyes frantically scan over her room looking for her phone. Finally finding it. The top of the phone pokes out from behind the corner of a pillow. Running over to pick it up she tries to turn it on but is only met with a black screen. "Really?! You have got to be shitting me right now!"

Plugging the phone in and she goes back to packing while she talks to herself. "I couldn't have. I wouldn't. There's no way. It had to of just been a dream. Yea... a really...really...really bad dream – Stupid dream. I wouldn't do something that dumb...right? Besides, it was in Russian...Oh, who am I kidding it takes two buttons to translate it. Fuck!" There is nobody else there, she is talking to herself as she gets more and more stressed. Heading back out to the kitchen she finishes making her mocha because we all know how great caffeine is for stress. Starting to drink it when she hears the chime of her phone powering back on then the pings of text messages coming through, multiple messages. Taking a long swig of the coffee before picking up the phone.

She unlocks and expands the notifications

[James Bond] Doll, I don't speak Russian. Would you like to tell me what you said? 04:03
[James Bond] Alexia, I need you to tell me if this was meant for me before I translate it. 04:15
[James Bond] This is your last chance. 04:57

'3 Missed Calls from [James Bond]' 04:59

[James Bond] Pick up the phone. 05:02
[James Bond] Alexia I am about to lose service, answer me. 06:02
[James Bond] NOW. 06:02

"Oh, God. I did." She reads the texts from the previous nights. Reluctantly tapping the call button in the top corner she lifts the phone to her ear squeezing it between her shoulder when her hands clap together looking up to the sky, "Please, please, please, please."  Praying that he had lost service and hasn't gotten it back yet.

"This is August Barton. Leave your name, a brief message, and the best number to reach you and I will get in touch as soon as possible."

"Hi..." She says in a sickeningly sweet voice. "Just returning your call but you must have lost service. Talk to you when you land." Hanging up and looking back up at the ceiling as if speaking directly to God shaking her clasped hands, "Thank you. I promise no more sex talk in our prayers."

Climbing out of the cab she makes her way through the heavy glass and gold revolving door. "Welcome back, Miss Petrova." Spinning around to see where the voice is coming from.

"Oh! Hi, Thomas!" She makes her way over to the elevator with a friendly smile meeting him where he must have been waiting for her.

"How are you doing this morning?" He pushes the button as they enter the private elevator, he inserts the key instead of typing in the pin and the screen lights up with August's floor number as it quickly takes off scaling the skyscraper.

"I'm doing alright, how 'bout you? Is that an engagement ring I see on your finger?" She glances back down at his hand as he pulls it from his pocket and looks down at the ring.