Allure...to powerfully attract or charm; tempt.
It was the physical attraction that they believed kept them coming back, but in reality, it was more than that. Two broken souls, unaware to the fact the fix was one another.
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M̶A̶U̶I̶,̶ H̶A̶W̶A̶I̶I̶
A̸M̸E̸R̸I̸E̸
"This place is so beautiful." I sighed, my hands latched onto the railing of the balcony that sat on the second story of the large mansion, just outside of the master bedroom.
The clear waves that showed the reflection of the moon clashed together, following the light breeze that blew outside. Without the lights that illuminated the sand of the beach which surrounded the house, it would have been pitch black from the time reading 11:03 am in Maui.
The air alone felt refreshing, as did everything else from the couple days we been here already. Syre claimed he wanted to come a couple days before our trip was scheduled, and I had no complaints. I hadn't been to work, or anywhere really since hitting 8 months pregnant. It was home or the store every once in a while, but even then he didn't like me leaving out to do something as simple as getting things like groceries. It felt nice finally being out and in new scenery, being able to breathe new air, see new people, and feel a rare sense of just peace.
"You been standing out here for a minute, you good?" Syre's voice cut the sounds of everything that surrounded us, followed by the feel of his presence coming up to join behind me.
My body relaxed into his that pressed against me gently, his hands rested against my belly to push me up against him harder, as his head found comfort in the crook of my neck. His tattooed hands circled my exposed skin gently, brushing against every curve and stretch mark that indented my sides.
"I'm fine." I smiled, looking over my shoulder slightly, "when did you get back?"
"Bout 10 minutes ago, I ain't mean to take all day." He sighed as he took a couple steps back, allowing me to turn in his hold to press my back against the railing.
My eyes scanned along his body from his head to his feet, intaking his all black outfit with the thick black puffer jacket he wore as if we weren't in Hawaii. Whenever he went to do his "business," he always dressed in a manner I personally felt would reveal his intentions. The all black never gave me much of a disguise type of vibe, but he knew his shit more than I did, so I left it alone.
"It's fine, I been in bed in pain all-."
"Pain?" He raised an eyebrow, concern washing all through his face despite the dark shades that covered his eyes. "Pain where, ya belly?" He pressed his hand against my protruding stomach again to rub gently out of comfort.
Nodding, I rubbed my sides, feeling those same cramps starting to happen again. "It's just Braxton hicks, I called the doctor and she said my uterus is preparing to give birth. And she can come really any day now." I mumbled the last part because the last thing I was trying to do was speak it into existence.
