Other Life

Playing with my emotions

The day things started to change, I stood up from the floor and washed my body again, letting the water sooth the pain. I closed the tap, moving out of the shower as I wrapped a bathrobe around my body. I picked up the clothes I had on and headed toward the bedroom. My bed was filled with bags, some even on the floor and computer table. I strolled toward the bed and eyed what was inside them.

I found some underwear and put them on, sliding a nightwear out of one of the bags as I slipped it on. I looked around the bags and used deodorant and powder, closing my eyes at the soft and baby smell. I sighed, removing the bags from the bed as I placed them on the floor, I'll deal with them tomorrow.

I walked toward the wall to turned off the lights, walking back toward the bed as I slid under the covers. I turned on my back, looking at the ceiling. I played with my fingers, sighing as I closed my eyes but the sleep didn't come. What's wrong with you Cata? You could sleep the entire day without a care in the world yesterday and now you can't get a wink of a sleep? Ugh, stupid Alpha Sloan and his maleness. How dare he come into the shower while I was washing my goods looking like a snack? How dare he! Now I can't sleep, my fucking mind probably picturing the size of his....fuck this. Oh lord. 

Jesus, give me the light. 

I can't do this anymore, if I stay, both of us will lose control. Damn, couldn't you be a normal looking guy so I wouldn't melt every damn second?  I turned to the side, accommodating the pillow as I closed my eyes. Come on Catalina, sleep. I groaned, turning on my front. "Fuck!" I turned on my back as I screamed in the pillow, my hands pushing it over my face as I groaned and cursed beneath my breath.

I threw the pillow away and sat up, swinging my legs off the bed as I dragged my body out of the bed, tiptoeing toward the door as I got out of my room. I sighed, making my way to the next room, standing before it as I went to knock, no. Since when do you need a man to sleep Catalina? Wake up. Stopping myself from embarrassing myself, I moved away from the door. Well Catalina, you'll have to find another way to get a wink of a sleep tonight.

I sighed as I crossed my arms, closing my eyes briefly as I thought for a second. Yes, he must have an office or something. I used my snout to find his office and looked around me before opening the door and for my luck, it was empty. I sighed in relief and closed the door, closing my eyes as I took a long whiff, his scent penetrating my insides. I made my way toward the sofa across the room and lied down, using the folded blanket to cover my body as I closed my eyes, finally getting some sleep.

I just hope that he isn't there when I wake up.

"You're so stubborn." Someone said with a sigh as my hair was brushed back, I moved away as I woke up, a bit in a daze as to where I was and sat up, hitting my head against this asshole's iron head, "Ouch, what is your head made of? Bricks?" I glanced up at him, not knowing that he was this close to me, my eyes closed in into funny eyes as I moved back. I groaned and placed my hand on my head as I stared at him, his eyes staring back into mine as neither of us spoke.

I felt as if I was in those Spanish soap operas, music in the background as the main characters stare at each other about to kiss. His eyes shifted from my eyes to my lips, mine blinking nervously, not knowing what to expect. As always, I had to break this haze we were in. I didn't want to kiss him and neither did he, I didn't want the both of us to regret it. 

I stood up with him, lips inches apart. I moved away swiftly from the awkward situation, Sloan snatching my arm as he turned us around, putting us in the same uncomfortable situation we were just in as we stared into each other's eyes.

The fire was so thick that we could slice it nicely with a knife, the air was frustrating, confused and something I couldn't decipher, lust? Sexual tension. Yeah, it could be. My horny ass wanted some action. And I wasn't talking about guns and fights, more like poundings and screams.