PART TWO OF THE SERPENT
✥The Rich Girl & Her Bodyguard ✥
She had first told me she loved me at 11:20 as my fingers were busy getting soaked by her. Those pretty coloured eyes begged a man who couldn't love to love her just as hard. Her rosy flushed...
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❦Blaise❦ A couple of days had slipped past me so easily with Octavio around.
It was as if a part of me was always aching for him to come back. A part of me was always waiting…waiting for him to come fix what he had broken.
I can't say that there isn't a part of me that is scared at letting him dig himself under my skin again but there is a much bigger part that needs him. Needs him so much more than anything else. A need that left me somewhat vulnerable to heartbreak again.
It was middle of the day on a Saturday and I was sitting in front of the TV where some random cooking show was airing. Being almost 9 months pregnant now, my feet were always in a constant state of pain along with my back that felt sore. I also grew tired easily and was always crying over every little thing because of pregnancy hormones. It was a rollarcoaster of emotions everyday for sure.
Now as I just had relaxed my head onto the couch cushion resting behind me, I heard the front door open followed by some heavy footsteps. A few crinkles from no doubt from the grocery bags sounded in the kitchen before the same heavy footsteps prompted towards where I was sitting on the couch.
"Hey baby." He said just as his lips pecked the top of my head, my eyes closing on cue.
"Hey." I responded before opening my eyes and giving him a small smile.
"I got some coconut oil. I can massage your feet after your shower tonight if you like."
I smiled bigger before nodding at him.
Walking around the couch, he settled down beside me before pulling me into him. I instantly dropped my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes again as he soothed his hand over my bump.
We stayed like that for a bit with him stroking my belly and the cooking show playing in front of us. I knew for a fact that I was no longer paying attention at what was happening around me anymore as the sounds around me became mere mumbles and my eyes slowly started to drift close.
The silence broke abruptly as Octavio spoke, "Do you ever want to know?"
I heard his words but not knowing what he was talking about, I opened my eyes and tilted my head up confused. "About what?" I questioned.
He cleared his throat as if he was nervous before looking straight at the TV where a woman was chopping vegetables in a precise manner.
"About what I did with the flash drive?"
This time I dropped my gaze from his face and looked down at where his hand was sitting on our baby. Sighing, I finally answered, "No…I don't."
It wasn't that I didn't want to know it was simply that I didn't know if it mattered anymore. He had a choice in the past between his duty and me, and back then he hadn't chosen me so no I didn't want to know. I didn't want to know what he did with the choice he had made and how he had repented afterwards. Like I said, it no longer mattered anymore as the choice was already made.
"I didn't give it to anyone." He answered regardless of my response.
"I couldn't do it. I couldn't do that to you. Not when the cost of it was losing you." He added before dropping his chin on top of my head.
I didn't say anything for what seemed forever. I didn't know what to say or if anything even could be said.
A full body tremble raked through me, filling me with goosebumps as if a gust of air had wrapped its cold body around me. Why did it always have to be so hard for us?
"You did do it Octavio."
"You did it very well and so easily."
"You chose your duty to your job over me and I'm not going to lie when I say this…it's going to take me a long time before I can trust you again."
I pulled away from him before turning myself towards him on the couch and giving him a sad smile. Bringing both of my hands up to his face, I slowly pulled myself towards his face just as his hands fell on either side of my waist, supporting my sore back.
Giving him a soft kiss on his lips, I rested my head against his. Letting go of a heavy breathe, I finally spoke against him, "It's painful loving you Octavio…it's not easy. But that doesn't mean I don't." I pecked his lips again just as he released a painful groan and tried to bring my lips back to his.
"But only some things are worth fighting for." I said.
"You're worth fighting for." He said and I sadly smiled feeling a heavy curtain of sadness fall over my heart.
"Octavio?" I whispered brokenly.
"Yes baby?"
"I love you." I said just as a broken cry left through my open lips and his lips instantly fell on mine as he swallowed my cry whole. His tongue glided against mine before licking at the seams of my lips begging for more.
"You don't even know how crazy I am about you." He said just as he dropped a punishing kiss on my lips again.
"Don't know how I would bleed for you." He added, lowering his lips down to the pulse pounding against my neck.
The wet glide of his tongue caressed against my throat before he pressed another bruising kiss. A moan shamelessly fell out of my mouth as I raked my hands through his long messy curls.
"I know." I whispered into a moan as he pulled me into his lap.
"No you fucken don't"
"You don't fucken know."
His words hit me as he punctauted them with his mouth. His teeth gently biting against my throat before his tongue soothed over the sting. His hands roughly grabbed my ass as I wrapped my arms around his neck to keep my heart beating against his chest.
"I'll never leave you. Can never leave you." He spoke as if he was out of breathe from the confession. He quickly brought his lips back to mine before whispering the last few thoughts on his mind.
"I'll never let you leave me Blaise. Never. Because I'm yours and you're mine." He kissed me harder than before no doubt bruising my lips as his teeth grazed over them. He swallowed my moans and all my insecurities whole until we both were out of breathe and falling apart.
Bringing his forehead against mine, we both leaned against each other trying to calm our racing hearts.
"Say you're mine."
"Say you'll always be mine."
I heard the desperation in his voice, the need for me. I heard everything and so much more and that's all I needed before I answered him.
