Liberation [completed]

Independence- Mia

NO. Stop. I shouldn't be angry. He hasn't done anything wrong. He didn't open the envelope.

But he knew about it. He had them, and that means he had gotten someone to look for them.

Yeah, but he never brought it up. He probably forgot about it.

But why didn't he tell me about it when he got it? When did he do this search? Why did he do it? Did he not trust me?

STOP. He's gonna be back soon, you can't be like this. You need to get it together. He had his reasons for doing what he did. If he did it early on then it makes sense, he had to be sure that he wasn't housing a thief or murderer. It makes sense, for his safety. You would do the same thing.

I hear the lift doors open and the mental war going in my head pauses. I look up at the door expectantly. I was seated on the sofa, not even at the window and that seemed too far for me. The sofa felt like a barrier and my heart rate had picked up tremendously. I could feel him and my body felt like it was being pulled towards him. My throat grew dry and I felt nervous all of a sudden. I waited, worry and excitement all tangled up. My hands grew sweaty and I was hunched into a small ball on the sofa. My head sticking out over the top. My mouth had gone dry, my tongue was sticking to the top jaw. I felt a buzzing go through my skin and I couldn't exactly feel my hands or move.

Asher finally enters the room and I feel every tiny particle of air in the room pause in attention for him. I hiccup and cough forgetting to breathe. He scans the room for me looking at the window first and then the sofa. As our eyes connect, I feel my heart lurch up to my throat. My eyes tear up and I get annoyed for the blurred vision. I wanted to see him.

He was here. He was finally in the same room as me.

At that moment, I realised how much I missed him. I was fine over the past two weeks but now that he was standing in front of me, it felt like I had tried to suppress all the emotions over the fourteen days and only allowed myself to feel them now.

"Mia" Asher calls me as he walks in and our eyes connect. I never realised how many different ways Asher could call my name in until then. I felt the longing in his voice, the urgency to be with me, the need he felt to touch me, and lastly the relief he felt. They all matched my emotions.

I stand up and practically run towards him. I throw myself at him and Asher catches me without a second thought. I land perfectly in his arms, my arms wrapped around his neck and my legs around his waist. I hug him tightly, intensifying it when I thought of the two weeks we both had.

Asher's arms wrap around my body and he holds me tightly to him never seeming to want to let me go. He buries his head in my chest and I wrap myself around him. My hands move into his and down his body trying to feel as much of him as I could from the position I was in. Asher's hand roams my back and moves to my butt squeezing it and then returning to back to hug me tightly.

After a while, I kiss the side of his face and trail a line down to his lips stopping at the spot right next to his lips. I pull away to search Asher's eyes and I feel a punch in my gut at the intensity of hunger and lust filled in his eyes. He pulls away from me but begins walking into the living room. He moves past the sofa and to the glass window. I feel the glass on my back as he presses me up to it.

"What do you want me to do now Mia," Asher asks me.

I know he wants me to beg and in that moment, I'd have done anything to feel his lips on mine, "Please kiss me, Asher. Kiss me like you've never kissed anyone. Remind me of who you are and what you're capable of" I beg.

I had barely said the last word before Asher's lips crashed into my claiming my lips as his and consuming them like they were the only source of sustenance for him. He smashes his lips to mine and then pecks them softly and quickly making me whimper for more. Before I could protest he's back pulling on my lower lip and biting it. I lean in for more and Asher covers my mouth taking me in. I kiss him our tongues collide and dance in a happy reunion.