His Worst Mistake

Kneel...

It had been two weeks since Margot's last steamy but awkward encounter with Troy. Troy had come to see the boys two days after the incident with the upper part of his head wrapped in white bandages. Troy had a faint red patch on the side of his forehead where blood had pooled and probably dried but he smiled so widely at the boys as he arrived. The boys were worried at first but Troy assured them he was okay. He played with them as usual and then took his leave. 

Margot felt the awkward tension between them but Troy had skilfully ignored it and acted like everything was okay that she also had put her worries to the side. Troy had a faint glimmer to his skin and Margot knew he might had been a little ill. He was probably running a fever but he had pulled through for the boys.  She had asked him if he was okay but before she could get close enough to fell his forehead, Troy backed away as he assured her he was okay with a smile. 

Margot was hurt by the distance he had tried to put between them. She found no reason to be but she felt uncomfortable regardless. Was she even sane at this point? She felt herself wanting the familiar closeness with Troy and she berated herself for it continuously.

Today, Troy had come over again to see the boys. As usual, he had restricted himself to the TV and games area with the boys. As they played, a TV advert had come on for the recently released Disney movie. Theo rose to his feet sharply and kept pointing at the TV set as he bounced on his tippy toes. 

"Wanna watch that bud?" Troy asked him with a chuckle.

"Yes yes!" Matt replied. 

Matt jumped up and grabbed Troy's hand. The boys pulled the large man towards the door which lead to the in-house cinema. 

Soon the three 'men' had disappeared down the stairs.

Margot sat at the dining table working on her laptop. The entire table was filled with paperwork and she had reading glasses on. Margot's eyesight had deteriorated over the years. 

'I wonder how' Margot thought sarcastically as she remembered her eyesight. 

Margot heard footsteps and looked to her side. 

Troy was walking into the kitchen with two large bowls. She concluded he was trying to get new bowls of popcorn as he disposed of the bowls of popcorn they had already gone through.

"They okay?" She asked.

Troy looked to her and gave a smile.

"Yeah...they seem to be very quiet when it comes to their movies...lots of concentration" Troy said with a chuckle.

Margot smiled at the older man who then turned to put some more bags of popcorn into the microwave. 

 Margot's chair scraped the floor as she moved to stand. Troy's body became hyperaware of it's surroundings as soon as the woman started to move. 

Soon Troy felt warmth behind him. He felt the woman's scorching presence behind him and he was tempted to turn but he remained still and feigned focus on his current task.

Margot did not say anything. She did not move to touch him but her closeness to him felt like she was slowly melding into him. The mere though of him breathing the same air as her awoke the butterflies in Troy's stomach and he struggled to control his breathing. 

Margot grabbed onto the hem of Troy's shirt and the man stiffened. 

It seemed like Margot was determined to rile up the man. Soon the man felt small arms snake around his waist. Margot tenderly hugged the man from behind, her chest pressing against his back. 

Troy's breathing became ragged. His already warm body seemed to have kicked up a few degrees and he felt his body rage with both heat and emotions he could not control.