Chapter 29 - Collide

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A king is not complete without his queen.
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I wanna hide the truth
I wanna shelter you
But with the beast inside
There's nowhere we can hide
No matter what we breed
We still are made of greed
This is my kingdom come.

-Imagine Dragons

Since we arrived at the mansion, I have been on the phone alot, talking to my sisters, and Aaron has been in and out of the bedroom alot too, going about his business.

It's nice to watch him from my spot on the bed, in his natural environment, going about his usual routines.

Occasionally, I could see him tap his foot or finger on something in a continuance rhythm, and it makes me wonder what beat or music is playing in his head.

One thing I have to get used to now, being around Aaron...is that he meant what he said about not keeping space between us..

He really meant it.

He is obviously used to sharing a close personal space with someone, like taking off his clothes and changing in my presence, I don't think I can do that without my face growing pink, even if I have been naked in his presence before... but it's something I will have to get used to.

And also, like sharing a morning shower, and not have it be about sex, but just two people having a bath together.

"What?" He asks, the warm water running down our bodies, as he comes to stand with me under the showerhead.

"I was just thinking, don't you think that, if we are together all the time, we will get bored with each other very quickly." I ask.

Honestly, I don't think I will ever get bored of him, but men are different,
They get easily bored over time after exploring all their fantasies...right?

He smirks though.

"You think I will get bored of you?" He asks, the question sounds ridiculous after it's said back to me.

"Or vice versa." I murmur.

His steps back and his eyes travel the length of my body, his own reacting.

He raises his hand up in the air between us, spreading his fingers apart, and I do the same, placing mine between his, so that our fingers are interlocked, then look up at his eyes.

"We fit." He murmurs.

"Hmmm?"

"Like two parts of a machine made for each other...we fit. We work well together....infact, we work at our best, only when we are together." He says, his eyes not leaving mine.

"Do you think you will ever get tired of your job?" He asks.

"That feeling you get everytime you save someone's life? Will you ever get tired of feeling that?"

I shake my head.

"Maybe once you've saved enough lives, it ever get boring, when you look into someone's eyes, and they are going to be ok, all because of you, will that not move you any more?" He asks and I shake my head again.

"Similarly, I will never get tired of you, ever..... of the things you do to me, the things you make me feel....how can I tire of this little taste of paradise, where my body finds ecstasy, where my soul rests and finds peace and strength to live another day.......I need you everyday, all the time...Do you understand that?"

I nod...my heart bursts with cheer.

His eyebrows deep in a furrow.

"Yes." I mutter out loud.

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