Chapter 16(The morning after)

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Alex's Pov:

Sunlight crept through the curtains, pulling me from a deep sleep. For a moment, I was disoriented, the unfamiliar warmth pressed against my back a stark contrast to my usual solitary mornings. Then the memories of last night came flooding back, and my eyes snapped open.

James. I was in bed with James.

I lay still, barely breathing, listening to the steady rhythm of his breaths behind me. His arm was draped over my waist, holding me close. It felt... nice. Terrifyingly nice.

"Morning," James's voice, rough with sleep, murmured against my ear.

I turned slowly to face him, unsure of what to say or do. This was uncharted territory for me. "Morning," I managed, my voice barely above a whisper.

James smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Sleep well?"

I nodded, unable to stop the small smile tugging at my lips. "Yeah, I did."

"Good," he said softly, his hand coming up to brush a strand of hair from my face. The gentle touch sent a shiver down my spine.

For a moment, we just lay there, looking at each other. I could feel the weight of unspoken words hanging between us. There was so much I wanted to say, so much I couldn't say.

"Alex," James started, his expression growing serious. "About last night..."

My body tensed involuntarily. Here it comes, I thought. The regret, the dismissal, the end of whatever this was before it even began.

"I hope you know that this... that you... mean something to me," he continued, his eyes never leaving mine. "I don't want this to be just a one-time thing."

His words caught me off guard. I searched his face for any sign of deception, any hint that this was some kind of trick or trap. But all I saw was sincerity.

"I..." I started, then faltered. How could I respond? My training, my life with the organization, everything I knew screamed at me to pull away, to end this before it became a liability. But another part of me, a part I'd long thought dormant, yearned to lean in, to take this chance.

"It's okay if you need time," James said, misinterpreting my hesitation. "I know this is all sudden."

I took a deep breath. "It's not that," I said carefully. "I feel... something too. But my life is complicated, James. There's a lot you don't know about me."

James nodded slowly. "I figured as much. You're quite the mystery, Alex." He smiled, but I could see the questions in his eyes. "Will you tell me someday?"

The question hung in the air between us. I knew I should say no, should end this now before it went any further. But looking into his eyes, feeling the warmth of his body next to mine, I found myself nodding.

"Someday," I said softly. "But not today. Is that okay?"

James smiled, pulling me closer. "More than okay. We've got time, Alex. No rush."

As I settled into his embrace, I pushed away the nagging voice in my head reminding me of my mission, of the organization, of all the secrets I was keeping. For now, just for this moment, I allowed myself to simply be here, with him.

But I knew, sooner or later, reality would come crashing back in. And when it did, I had no idea what I was going to do.

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