Reverie(A Laurent LT Tale)Sequel

Chapter 3:Stranger in My House

“I don't understand

 You look just like the man

 In the picture by our bed

 The suspense is pounding and clouding up my head

 I'm checking' your clothes

 And you wear the same size shoe

 You sleep in his spot

 And you're driving his car

 But I don't know just who you are”

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“Larry!?... Watching me!? I don’t need to be watched!” Andréa was thrown for a loop when Laurent told her that Larry was going to be looking after her while he was away, the hell he thinks gone happen to me that I need a damn babysitter??

“It’s not that major, Red. I just want you to be safe. You’re not in control of your form yet; I don’t want or need anything happening to you”

“What makes you think that??” Laurent closed his last suitcase and looked at Andréa; she saw the worried look form in his face. “Red, it’s hunting season” “Hunting? Like hunters??”

She sat down beside her husband. “Yes, I survived the tough times of this when I first changed. The hunters, their brutal to our kind. They keel us, eat us, or hang us.”

Andrea listened closely to her husband’s words about the hunters; it was almost starting to frighten her. “A full moon is coming; this will test your true drive for bloodlust. You will crave more, want more, and need more. And change more. They catch you Red they keel you, dead.”

“Lau, your starting to scare me over here” she let a light chuckle come out but she was terrified now. She’s never fully changed other than the slight nail change, hair change and of course her average eye color mood change.

Laurent looked at her eyes they were turning yellow. Must be the mood for scared, he pulled his wife into his lap holding her. “Red, is fine. You know I let nothing happen to you?”

She wanted to believe that, but then again, this was a time she needed him and not Larry. “So why are you abandoning me? I need you at this time”

Laurent looked up at her and his look turned into sharp daggers. He moved his arm so she fell back on the bed and he hovered over her.

“I wouldn’t leave if I didn’t have to, Red. And you know that. Don’t ever act like I leave you for danger”

Andrea heard the anger but also hurt in his voice. She closed her eyes and grabbed his shirt pulling him closer; his body hard as stone. “I’m sorry…” she straggled to get out. Laurent bent down and kissed the nape of her neck taking her hands releasing their grip on his shirt and pinned them to the bed.

Andrea’s face relaxed as he was now doing the one thing that would send her over the edge and have her attack her husband; he’s got 30 minutes maybe I can get it out of him.

Andrea pulled his face away from her neck and towards her lips and they shared passionate kisses. “I want you…” she said breathlessly. Laurent cursed in his head seeing as how he wasn’t done packing; it was his own fault really. He could’ve pulled away.

But once he started, he just had to finish. Wasting no time Laurent sat up and snatched her leggings off her body; “Turn over” Andréa obliged and turned over on her stomach. Laurent undid his pants effortlessly and moved his wife’s panties to the side, admiring the glisten from her early juices showing off the excitement she had.