It's all because of you

And he kissed me till the morning light

“You are my sweetest downfall 
I loved you first, I loved you first 
Beneath the stars came fallin' on our heads 
But they're just old light, they're just old light 
Your hair was long when we first met”

This is a longer chapter (for me) and it deals with some mature themes. One theme in particular...

The song is "Samson" by Regina Spektor. I like that it’s about a legendary couple (Samson & Delilah) because Sanem loves mythology. It somehow just fits the mood of this chapter.

-Her-  

She hadn’t told him she loved him since before her accident. Not while he could hear it anyway.  

There wasn’t a particular reason why. At  first  she wanted to take things slow, she was guarding her heart. Now they were in a much better place than they had ever been. She felt like she  showed  him how she loved him, she felt like he  knew . So, she just hadn’t said it since that night he spent in her room.  

Now it had become a  thing . She was nervous about saying it. It meant so much more now than it did before, and she hadn’t thought that could be possible.  

He’d invited her to the agency party at his house this afternoon. She knew he told her parents that it would probably go well into the evening, but Leyla said the employees were told it would end around 5pm. Leyla didn’t mention anything to their parents, probably because she wanted some unsupervised time for herself, to do  something . She didn’t know what her sister’s plans were, but she had a pretty good idea of what  he  was up to.   

A few months  ago  the thought of being intimate with a man would have been very intimidating for her, but now she was confident. She knew he was the one, and she was happy that she would share new experiences with only him.   

That said, she did feel a little nervous, and took care in getting ready for the party. She chose a floral sundress with spaghetti straps that showed off her décolletage and tanned legs. She smirked to herself just thinking of what his face would look like. She enjoyed teasing him, just a little.  

Osman dropped her and her sister off at the  Divit  residence with a wave and a promise to pick them up when they called. He had been briefed on her relationship development and the new rules that entailed. He seemed okay with it, except that the new rules also extended to Leyla, for the sake of sibling fairness.  

The party was fun. She truly missed everyone from the agency. She saw  CeyCey  all the time, but having everyone together was actually really nice.  Derren  and  Guiliz  tried to convince her to come back to work, and she said she would consider it after she finished writing her novel. As the party wound down, she made sure to make it seem like she was leaving soon too. She knew all too well how the gossip worked in the office. She didn’t want anyone catching wind of her staying at Can’s house after-hours.  

After she saw Leyla on the phone, presumably calling Osman for a ride, she decided to make herself scarce and use the restroom in Can’s room. When she was washing her hands, she saw the reflection of the clothes dryer in the mirror and memories came flooding back to her. It gave her an idea. She would just have to make sure Emre wasn’t home.  

When she emerged she found the house  empty.  She went through rooms searching for him, but also making certain everyone was gone. She had plans to put in motion.  

She found the  Divit  brothers lounging outside by the pool with drinks in their hands. She approached shyly. Emre knew about their relationship, but he also presumably knew about the strict guidelines they were to follow. And it was pretty obvious they weren’t going to follow them tonight. It was a weird feeling having someone know what you and your boyfriend might do at night, unsupervised.  

When Can saw her approach he immediately got up and said goodbye to  Emre.  It wasn’t clear if Emre was staying or going so she would have to put her plans on hold until she was sure he was gone.  

It seemed Can was a little irritated with him as well. They got comfortable on the couch and he let her choose a film to watch, but he wasn’t paying any attention, he just looked over his shoulder every five minutes to see if Emre was still there. He was sitting outside on the patio furniture, either playing a game or furiously texting on his phone. Eventually she gave up and became engrossed in the movie and the feeling of laying on  Can’ s chest with his arm around her.  

When the credits rolled ,  she looked up to see Can had nodded off. She smiled to herself thinking of how he always fell asleep around her. She knew it wasn’t because he was bored of her, but because he felt so comfortable.  Does he sleep at all when he’s alone?   

As she tried to get up without disturbing him, she noticed that Emre was no longer outside. She paused right where she was in the middle of the living room and scanned her eyes all around. Could this really be working out in her favor? Were they truly alone? A devious smile played on her face.  

She tiptoed to Can’s room, triple checking for any other human beings along the way. They were in the clear. They still had a few hours until she had to be home.  Perfect.  

As soon as she entered the  room  she saw what she was searching for draped across the back of his desk chair. She stripped down to just her panties and laid her clothes over the back of the chair that she had just taken his shirt from. The black t shirt still smelled like him, he must have worn it this morning. It was huge on her, but that was kind of the point. She knew he had a thing for her wearing his clothes, but it didn’t hurt to test her theory.  

She padded back down the hall to find him. He was still asleep on the coach. It was to be a rude awakening then.  I don’t think he’ll mind.    

“Can?” she stood in front of him and shook him by the shoulders. “Can, it’s hot. Let’s go swimming.”  

For some reason the word  hot  seemed to wake him more than his own name had.   

“ Wha - what?” he was sleep disoriented and  very  distracted by her legs.  

“I’m jumping in the pool. It’s hot.” she walked away in the sexiest way she could manage.   

It really was hot for a May evening, and a swim would be very refreshing. These were  her  perfectly reasonable rationalizations. She must have succeeded at being sexy because he got right up and followed her outside without saying a word. He looked like a puppy, big eyes and his mouth hanging open.   

Before she could burst into a fit of giggles and ruin the atmosphere she walked straight down the steps of the pool and waded in. She dove under the water, and when she  surfaced  she saw him standing by the far end of the pool. He had a look in his eyes that she had only seen a few times. Pure unadulterated lust, and a determination that almost frightened her. But she wasn’t scared. When he ripped the shirt over his head ,  she felt a thrill shoot up her spine. He walked down the steps of the pool in just his shorts, maintaining intense eye contact the entire time.  

She was rooted to the spot. It seemed her plan to seduce him backfired. She was captivated by him, like a moth to flame. Her plans and all her thoughts left her head when his hands touched her waist and pulled her in to him.