The Silence

Chapter Twenty Two

A/N: I struggled with this chapter a little because it has a NSFW section that I toned down as much as I felt like I could because I really don't want to have to change the rating for this book to Mature...sigh. 😳 I wish Wattpad could let us mark individual chapters but... Anyway. Enjoy. I really liked writing the next two chapters. 🙆

Julian:

"Hi, Evelyn." I greeted Saint's step mother as I opened the door.

"Julian." She put the magazine she was looking through down and stood up to give me a hug. "How are you? Did Nicky get to the dance in time?" She asked.

"I'm great." I replied. "He got there on time, I think."

"Good, good." She beamed and with her arm around my shoulder, steered me towards the kitchen. "Come with me. Saint made me promise to feed you."

Dinner was nice. I'd sort of gotten used to my blandish diet now and Evelyn was almost a good a cook as my mother. The only thing that made my stomach pinch was I'd forgotten my medication at home when Saint had pulled me out the door and whisked me away to school. I was sure it was fine, though. One day wouldn't hurt, would it?

It felt a little strange being in his room without him here, but the second I climbed into Saint's bed, the strangeness disappeared and I was in heaven. The mattress was so soft, it felt like I was floating on clouds; and the pillows were pockets of air cradling my head so gently it felt like nothing. I tried to stay awake...I really did. But I was so tired and warm and wrapped up in that smoky-leather smell...

Something soft trailed along the side of my neck and I rolled to the side to move away from whatever was tickling me.

"Julian..." Someone whispered in my ear and my eyes shot open. Saint... "Hey." I blinked at him smiling down at me covered my mouth when a yawn slipped out.

"Hey. How was the dance?" Had I been asleep that long already? My eyes flitted to the large clock hanging on his bedroom wall. Huh? "You're back early? What happened?" I tried to sit up, but he pushed me back gently and laid his head down on my chest, staring at me.

"I missed you." He whispered and my heart hiccupped. Just a little.

"You weren't gone for long." I smiled at him.

"I was gone for forever." He muttered and pressed a kiss on my bare chest. I'd debated going to sleep with my clothes on, but I'd already thought about it for a long time before a night at Saint's house had been a possibility. I'd thought about moving past kissing just a little more. Because I was curious and because lately, there'd been a fire in my belly that was making me ache and I was too embarrassed to ask and I just needed to...

Saint let out a surprised moan when I reached for his face and tugged him closer to me so I could kiss him roughly.

"Julian?" He asked when I let him breathe. "What - " I stopped him with my lips again, and this time his arms came up to touch my face too. His thumbs caressed my cheeks softly and I felt myself melting against him. Saint pushed the sheet I'd been using to cover myself off me and when his own naked chest met with mine, I shivered. This is what I wanted. This closeness.

"Saint..." I murmured and he mouthed his way down the side of my neck.

"Julian, I need you to tell me when you want me to stop..."