𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐦

TWENTY-FIVE

"Look me in my eyes, doesn't that feel nice?"

25

How can someone have the power to break you into pieces—and yet make you feel so seen? People often mistake intimacy for just sex, but it's so much deeper than physical touch. For me, intimacy is about living in your truth. There's something about being completely yourself with the person you trust, something that stirs me. To have the constant reminder that you're safe in their arms—alone—doesn't that, in itself, define intimacy?

I caught the eye of a selfish man. His family didn't make him this way; he wasn't shaped by circumstance. He's the most guarded, hopeless person I've ever known. He willingly walked into a cage, locking the door behind him so no one could see the parts of him hidden beneath the cold steel of his walls.

If he wanted to escape, he could. The key's always been in his hands, but it's the beating heart in his chest he refuses to listen to. I'm not a hero; changing him isn't my mission.

However, I do know we look at the same sky meaning we see the same worlds. I can feel our souls touch when our eyes lock. Often times when he looks at me I notice an invasion going on in his mind. He was like something from another planet.

His careful body movement, his nonchalant reactions, I would look up to see him rubbing his facial hair in deep thought. The way he would walk around the bedroom shirtless. When his tatted back would flex so chiselled so muscular.

I would catch myself smiling when I wake up with only his shirt on after I know he fucked me bare the previous night. Even the way he held his cigarette between his kissable lips, so cryptic. Oh but when he smiles, a man with a personality so dangerous and hurtful. His smile is worth a thousand of anyone else's.

The first time felt like entire universe stopped moving when I made him smile because of dear old me, but I learned to never make that smile fade, what a disaster that will be.

"Miss, Reign calls for you outside he's waiting in the car." A maid knocked on the bathroom door.

Reign called me everyday while he was away, we spoke for hours about nothing really. I got to see a side to him I didn't think existed.

I finished up before making my way down. I fiddled with my sleeves a little anxious about seeing him. I spotted the all black car parked outside, and there he was leaning against the passenger door on the phone.

I shyly walked over when he noticed me I saw a small smile within his eyes. He reached his hand out for my waist pulling me into him still speaking on the phone.

Placing a kiss on my forehead, I closed my eyes against his chest taking in his scent. Reign finished up his call before leaning down to whisper in my ear.

"Get in." He opened the door for me then walked around to drivers side. I got settled in the car, placing my hands nervously on my lap.