Ending Silence

Chapter 22

Morgan's POV

I have a wonderful idea, involving my wonderful boyfriend.

I walk down the halls towards his office, humming a happy tune with a small bag in my hand.

When I get there, I knock three times, before opening the door. Stepping inside, I smile when I see him at his desk, his attention already on me.

"Are you busy?" I ask, closing the door behind me. He shakes his head, pushing back on his wheely chair and standing up.

I wait patiently for him to walk over, before I place a hand on his shoulder, leaning up on my tippy toes to kiss him.

I'm 5'9, which is pretty tall. But compared to Sage's 6'4, or maybe even 6'5 height, there's quite a gap.

In case I never mentioned it before, Sage is a fucking giant.

I place my hands on either side of his arms, before pushing him back. He's clearly confused, but let's me move him until he's a few metres in front of the couch. 

"I'm sorry, okay?" I tell him, and he looks completely lost. I place my hand on his chest, leaning up to kiss him again.

Only this time, I hook one of my legs around his own, before shoving him hard. The trick I saw in an action movie worked, and he falls back, landing sat up on his elbows.

I quickly staddle his lap, bending down and kissing him again. He kisses me back immediately despite the fact I shoved him to the floor.

He cups my cheek in one of his hands, and I push down on his chest a bit. He lies flat on his back, and I try not to grin at the fact my plan is working perfectly.

Not breaking the kiss, and making as little noise as possible, I remove the pair of handcuffs from my pocket.

I had them open, and ready, so when I suddenly broke the kiss, it didn't take me long to put the cuff around one wrist. It took me a few seconds to pass the chain of the cuffs around the leg of the couch, but thankfully he seemed too curious as to what I was doing to even try to fight.

When I successfully had his hands cuffed around the leg of the couch,  I cheered. I did not expect that to work.

He stares at me blankly as I lean up and grab a cushion from the couch, before putting it under his head.

I then quickly got off his lap, grabbing the bag I brought before moving back to my original position.

"I'm giving you a facial," I tell him, but he doesn't do anything. "Great" I smile, before pulling a red hairband out of the bag.

I put it in his hair to keep it out of the way, before grabbing tweezers. His eyebrows are strangely already perfect, so in less than a minute I was done.

He didn't flinch at all, just stared at me. "You're very good at this. I cried" I say, remembering the time my sister plucked my eyebrows. But in fairness, she did purposely keep pinching my skin with them until it bled.

"Okay, now would you like an eyebrow slit?" I ask him, but he gives me no reaction. "I'll come back to that later" I decide, putting the tweezers away and pulling out a blueberry mud mask.

"You're going to look so adorable" I grin as I open the package. It didn't take long to apply it at all. Sage didn't protest, move, or do anything but stare at me. Into my soul. It was a bit nerve-wracking.

"Now we wait fifteen minutes" I announce. He doesn't do anything, and a realisation dawns upon me. "Are you mad at me?" I mumble, scared I pissed him off or actually hurt him.