The Womanizer

Chapter 42: Wonderwall

** play Wonderwall by Oasis when you see (*) for a better read

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Bunker Hill- Los Angeles

Tossing and turning in bed, Lauren lay restless beside a semi-naked Sydney, who was sprawled out and fast asleep from their earlier, intense fucking. The aftermath of their rampant sex had left Sydney utterly exhausted, her body completely spent and her breathing deep and even. Lauren, on the other hand, remained wide awake, her mind racing with the unsettling message she had received earlier.

Just a few hours ago, their frenzied passion had been a response to Sydney's probing questions about Lauren's anxiety. Lauren had only given in to Sydney's relentless curiosity and sensual advances because she had been unable to mask her unease. Now, as the night stretched on, Lauren's restless mind was preoccupied with Ian, the man she had known for years and once considered a close friend, but now loathed with a deep-seated dread. Ian had made it his mission to ruin her life ever since she had distanced herself from him all those months ago. He had taken full advantage of her naivety as a teenager, using her addictions and young age as leverage to control and manipulate her. Despite her efforts to escape his grasp, his presence had been a constant threat, a dark shadow that loomed over her every decision.

Her thoughts then shifted to Dinah, whose sudden silence only compounded Lauren's anxiety. She had sent Dinah multiple messages, desperately trying to reach her and ensure she was safe after hearing Ian had been with her. Each unanswered message only heightened Lauren's sense of urgency and dismay.

"Lauren?"

Lauren's spiraling thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Sydney, who had been quietly awake for some time, observing Lauren's troubled expression with a growing sense of concern. The faint moonlight filtering through the curtains cast a soft glow on Sydney's face as she lay beside Lauren, her own worries mirrored in the troubled furrow of Lauren's brow.

Sydney gently reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from Lauren's face, her touch tender and reassuring. "Hey," She whispered softly, her voice breaking the heavy silence. "What's going on? You've been tossing and turning all night. Talk to me." The genuine concern in Sydney's voice cut through Lauren's dark thoughts, bringing her back to the present moment.

Lauren turned her face away, unable to meet Sydney's worried gaze. Sydney, undeterred, gently cradled Lauren's face in her hands. Her fingers traced the contours of Lauren's cheekbones and jaw with a loving, soothing touch. She leaned in, pressing tender kisses along Lauren's cheek and down to her chest, each kiss a quiet gesture of reassurance. The warmth of Sydney's touch and the soft brush of her lips began to break through Lauren's emotional barrier, offering a fleeting moment of solace amidst the storm of her thoughts.

Lauren silently turned her body toward Sydney, pulling her into a tight embrace, her arms wrapping around her with a desperate need for comfort. Sydney was momentarily taken aback by the intensity of Lauren's hold but didn't say a word. Instead, she responded with soothing gestures, gently scratching Lauren's scalp and running her fingers along her back. As she tenderly traced the contours of Lauren's body, a soft chuckle escaped her lips when she heard Lauren hiss in pain. Sydney's laughter faltered as she remembered the deep scratches she had left on Lauren's back earlier, and she apologized profusely.

Sydney couldn't help but be somewhat amused by Lauren's uncharacteristic need for closeness. Lauren was never this cuddly, and yet here she was, practically draped over Sydney's body with an intensity that was both unexpected and endearing. Sydney sat up slightly in bed, her back propped against the headboard, while Lauren lay almost fully on top of her, her strong, sculpted arms wrapped tightly around Sydney's back.