Sang Unleashed

Chapter Fifteen

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I notice two things simultaneously when I wake; the warm body beside me is on the wrong side of the bed in comparison to last night, and instead of the warm spice scent I expect to assault my senses, I smell vanilla and sugar. I can feel the frown on my face and I haven’t even opened my eyes yet.

“Where’s Kota?” I say to Luke.

“He’s in the kitchen making breakfast,” Gabriel responds from inside the closet.

“How long has he been gone? His spot on the bed’s already cold” I say, my frustration growing. I wasn’t done with him yet.

I start to worry too. Was I bad last night? Although he seemed to enjoy what we did, I could have misjudged. There are only so many reasons why Kota would have slipped out of bed so early this morning after we had such an extremely intimate evening with each other. I can’t stop myself from worrying that somehow I messed up enough to make him leave me here to wake up alone.

I feel the tears prick my eyes and I still haven’t even opened them for the first time today. I try to take deep breathes and calm myself, knowing that I’m most likely overreacting for nothing. But still, I can’t help the worry that assails me. Why isn’t he here with me this morning? I catch myself before a sob escapes, but I can’t stop the handful of tears that leak out.

“Sang?” Luke says, scooting his body closer to mine. “Why are you crying?”

“He’s not here,” I say on a whisper, then louder “was I that bad last night? Can he not stand to be around me anymore?”

Finally, I open my eyes to look into Luke’s worried gaze. His brows are furrowed as he takes in my words. When he eventually understands my incoherent sobs, he springs from the bed and runs out the door. His escape just has me sobbing harder.

I feel and smell Gabriel’s presence before I see him sit beside me on the bed, right where Kota should have been. He runs his fingers through my messy hair and down my cheeks, wiping the tears away.

“I know, Trouble” Gabriel says to me softly. “But he’s just a boy, he doesn’t understand.”

“I don’t think I understand either” I manage to tell him.

“I’ll explain when they get back, just try to calm down” he says.

Kota and Luke enter the room seconds later, Kota with a frown on his face. His frown just makes me angry.

“What’s wrong?” Kota asks.

“You weren’t here” I say, sniffling.

“I was in the kitchen. Why are you crying?” He asks.

“I’m no expert” Gabriel cuts in before I start blubbering again, “but judging by the rose petals and candles we saw in the kitchen, you did a little romantic something-something for Sang?”

“Yes” Kota says hesitantly, “but I don’t see what…”

Gabriel cuts him off with a hand gesture. “You can’t show that much intimacy and love to a girl and then let her wake up alone in bed. You either wake her the fuck up before you leave the bed or you wait for her to wake up on her own.”

“She wasn’t alone” Luke says. “I was right there.”

“Yes, but you aren’t the person that did all the lovey dovey stuff with her last night” Gabriel explains.

“I didn’t know” Kota stammers. “I was just making breakfast.”

I sniffle again and bury my face in the pillow. Now I feel like a needy, clingy girl. I should have been able to wake up and gone about my day. There’s been several times that I’ve fallen asleep with one or two of my boys and woken up with someone else. That’s even happened to me this week and I didn’t lose my mind like this morning. But Gabriel’s right, last night was really sweet and special. Waking up without Kota made me feel like he didn’t want to be here, which is stupid.