One in the Same

CH. 9: Sylvia

The feeling of what was warming the barrier I put around my heart, was unusual. The matter of, the fact that this man was able to come through with some type of highly explosive device, and destroyed it. All the walls, all the layering, concrete.

The numbered days we were spending with each other were growing, yet they were slim. Arkyn was getting more and more revenuer for his business, which meant less and less time we spent together. Two months strong, but with the recent weeks as of lately, it felt like torcher. This was the first time I seen Arkyn in over four days.

Four days of fucking agony.

Although there were days we wanted nothing more than to shut the world out, we knew wasn't possible. This time, however, the weekend was ours. And it was finally starting. Both of our careers working us into the ground, and we finally had our break. but turns out, after I got in the door we shared sinner, watched a movie, and were out before 11PM.

A 3AM... was a different story.

Three glorious rounds at that.

Waking up in the townhouse of where the man I adored resided, I didn't feel his presence near my side. Rubbing my hand on the sheets of where he would be, he was not. My brows connected and my lips frowned as I sat up, noticing the room was still dark, and the fan was not on. Jesus, must have been knocked out after the three rounds of sex last night.

I don't even know how she wasn't tired. Sore, but not tired. My hand rubbed my thighs, feeling the sensitive spots from where Arkyn bit them. My face blushed while a smile crept on my lips reminiscing the night. We almost didn't even make it a solid five hours of sleep, before we were touching each other in our sleep. One thing lead to another and we were on each other all over again.

A ding went off from his bedside table where his laptop was opened, the screen came to life when a message appeared, then it disappeared. How long had Arkyn been awake?

My eyes were not even awake enough to focus on the words, and that was his business to begin with. It was his privacy. Even though the devil on the shoulder told me to pull his laptop off the table and look, even then it was cruel.

But that same devil told me there would be something worth looking at. Heaving a sigh, I turned my head to his laptop, seeing the screen still bright. Blinking to adjust to the light, I skimmed everything on the screen. My gut began to turn and normally that told me that something was bound to be found.

But did I dare go and snoop through everything? I tilted my head back and forth debating the idea. It wasn't in my nature to go to someone's personal stuff; but yet...

My eyes darted from folder to folder that cluttered the home screen. A backdrop of some type of group photo was the screensaver. A group of about ten to fifteen different kids were littered everywhere in the back, on the beach, all shirtless. All good looking. I snorted at the last thought.

Instead of paying attention to the folders, I was looking at all of the guys. It was cute. Majority of them were smiling, deep tans and sun kissed faces. Arms slung over each other shoulders, goofy faces, bunny ears to match the scenery.

I flew through them all, taking in each of their facial features. They were all happy and carefree from stress. Eventually my eyes landed on a younger man. He had a lopsided grin on his face, stubble, and the sun kissed his shoulders and chest a little too much as they were a slight shade of red. My fingers moved the cursor out of the way, and long with some of the windows that were open to get a better view. I darted my gaze to the door, my heart hammered rapidly.

I really, really shouldn't be doing this.

I shouldn't.

The hairs on the back of my neck stood tall, and the churning in my stomach twisted even more.