The Assassin

Chapter Seven

I flickered my eyes open to see my hand laying on a firm set of abs. I sat up quickly and looked down to see Ezethiel laying there staring at me. My curtains were pulled open for the first time in who knows how long, Ezethiel laid there, once again naked, staring at me smiling. He gestured towards my side table. I saw a fully cooked meal sitting on a tray. I looked back at him, and he sat up to rub his hand underneath my chin.

"For you." He said softly.

"You cook?" I tilted my head. "You actually cook?"

"I can do a lot of things other then sexually satisfy you, my dear." He smiled at me. I laughed at his joke. However, even though I huge part of me wanted so much to kiss him and let him stay...I knew he needed to leave.

"Ezethiel, listen..." He leaned up and put his finger over my lips to silence me.

"Shush." He smiled. "I know."

"I'm so sorry..." I wrapped my arms around him. "I will miss you. You've have made me feel alive, and I haven't felt alive in such a long time."

"Well, I'm glad my dick could help, but sweetie don't you think I deserve some thanks as well?" He chuckled. The feeling of our naked bodies pressed together felt so peaceful I couldn't bear it. I felt myself drifting off back to sleep. I felt him gently lay me down on the bed and he snuggled down beside me. I felt his face close to mine and his arm slid around my waste to pull me into his body. I opened one eye and glared at him.

"And I've known you for...?"

"About two days." He said proudly with a smile on his face.

"Well shit, I'm a whore." I said in a joking manner as I rolled over to snack on the full mean he had made for me. Bacon, eggs, two pancakes and a fresh glass of apple juice.

"No you're not." He said softly as he rested his head on my side while I was rolled over and eating.

"God I'm sure going to miss you, Ezethiel." I said as I used my right hand to play with his hair. "You have no idea what it's been like..."

"Actually." he sat up in the bed and stared at me. "I do know what it feels like. It feels dark and alone. It feels like you're forever alone and no one notices you. It feels as if you're living as a ghost that is trained to kill." I stared in disbelief. That's exactly how I've felt for the past two years I've lived alone. I used to live with another Assassin, but she got murdered. She didn't watch her ass like I do, and it came back to haunt her.

"How'd you know?" I asked as I shoved a piece of bacon into my mouth. He chuckled and then got serious again.

"Us, uh, shifters...we get treated like animals. Because, well, I guess we are."

"I don't think so." I smiled and leaned up to kiss him on the cheek.

"Bacon breath." he snapped at me with a playful tone and a smile. "Anyways, I was trained to kill first and ask questions later. He reached out and touched my arms that were covered in cuts. "I used to do this." He sighed. "All the time." He then picked up my finger that was swollen from the little black spider that had bit me. "I'm sorry about this, by the way." He chuckled and I felt my mouth drop open.

"You little fucker!" I said as I playfully threw my pillow at him. He smiled and looked deep into my eyes. God, I thought to myself. He makes me so happy. I'm going to miss him. I then heard my alarm go off and I knew it was time to get ready for my job. I have to earn that $5,000 she handed me last night. I looked as Ezethiel and he sighed. "I know, I know. It's almost time to say goodbye."

He huffed and stood up out of bed. I watched him walk out of the room and around the corner. I fell backwards on the bed. I can't believe I'm forcing such a beautiful man out of my home. I always thought I'd welcome one in and force him to be my sex slave. It's a daydream of mine, don't ask. I rolled out of the bed and slid into my black leather skinny jeans and put on my black leather five inch heeled boots. I put on my favorite leather jacket and slid my dagger up into it's loop. I brushed out my hair and let it flow I then walked out into the kitchen to grab myself a beer. I saw Ezethiel standing at the sink washing dishes. Oh my god, I thought to myself. He even washes dishes! I wanted to kill myself for kicking him out. Maybe he'll come back? I hope so. I walked up behind him and hugged him from behind. I chuckled at the fact that he was completely naked. Without hesitation he turned around in a flash and pressed his lips firmly against mine. He then turned and pushed me up against the counter. I kissed him back, taking it all in one last time. The feeling of him against me, the feeling of our bodies pressed together, the feeling of his soft lips upon my own. I was letting it all go. He pulled away kissed me on my forehead. Then he spoke softly.

"I love you."

Then, without any chance of my replying, he sifted into the spider and dashed off towards the window where he must have gotten in. I was going to try and chase him, but it wouldn't have done any good. He was too fast. I breathed heavy. I love you. His voice  repeated in my head as I headed for the door. I would be coming home tonight, and sleeping alone. Like I always have. I will come home and cuddle with my pillow. Like I always have. I'll miss sleeping with him next to me, I'll miss cuddling up next to him. Oh well, that's just not my life. It can't be. I headed out the door and locked up. I'm an assassin, and it's time to snap back into my career. It's time to start killing again.