Whispers on the Wind

Chapter Seventeen: Did that just . . . Happen?

My body ached from all the awkward positions I had found myself in for the last—I checked my phone, 3 hours! Holy shit no wonder Seth and Dawn were pounding on the door. Evangeline was so exhausted she had fallen asleep on my chest as I sat on the floor of a surprisingly clean McDonald's bathroom. She was still naked. Her skin pale and covered in bruises. Bruises I had caused, bruises she had wanted.

Did that really just happen? Or was this just another sex dream? It didn't feel real.

"Will you two stop having sex and get the fuck out of there!" Dawn cried, pounding on the door so vigorously that Evangeline stirred slightly, before grabbing my waist tighter and snuggling in closer.

"Hey angel, we need to get dressed and go," I whispered, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"But I'm so tired," she murmured, looking up at me with half-lidded eyes. "Just a few more minutes."

"You've been sleeping for fifteen minutes, love. On the floor of a McDonald's bathroom." I tilted her chin up and planted a kiss on her lips. "Come on, get dressed and whenever we get to the next place we can share a bed and take a nap. You could even nap in the car if you wanted to."

"Fiiiine," Evangeline huffed as she pulled her dress over her head and slipped into the lace undies. "I think I'm going to take a nap in the car." She yawned, placing a hand over her mouth. "I'm just so sleepy."

"You two need to get out of this restroom and leave. We're not a hotel. Go do things at a hotel. There's a line of customers who really need to use the bathroom," a clearly frustrated manager stated before continuing to pound on the door.

"Seems they brought in the big guns, we really should get out of here." I chuckled, trying to smooth down her hair a little bit. The bite marks on her shoulders, neck, and thighs were not hidden in the slightest though. But I didn't care. That's how I claimed her. That's how I made her mine. And when she looked in the mirror admiring the marks I could see it clearly pleased her too.

I'm going to mess this up.

She was so perfect, and I was anything but. I clenched and unclenched my hand behind my back, not wanting to make her nervous but needing to express my nervousness somehow.

When Evangeline was done washing her face, she hooked her elbow in mine and opened the door, greeting everyone with a smile. "I had sex and it was nice!"

Warmth flooded my face. I knew they knew, but it was different when she made sure they knew what we knew. That was going to take some getting used to. I'm sure my other sex partners bragged to their friends about pounding me, but not IN FRONT of me!

"We know! We could hear you!" The entire line that waited outside the bathroom declared, including the McDonald's manager, Seth, and Dawn.

"Oh really? How delightful!" Evangeline patted my head. "Isn't that delightful, Amaya?"

"No. No it's not," I whispered slowly pulling her towards the door under everyone's angry stares.

"We should have sex in the car before we go. I'm not tired anymore. Seth and Dawn can watch," Evangeline said as she skipped over to the car.

"Absolutely not!"

Her demeanor crumbled. "Are you mad at me?"

"No, I just—I'm not into public and having people know what I'm doing, I prefer to keep it private or in the least if it's public have it more secretive so no one knows we're doing anything," I stated, feeling all the stares on me, judging me. I shouldn't have cared but I kinda did. It felt like someone had tried to get a taste of our intimacy without my permission and I didn't like it. I didn't want to share.