Stranger In The Elevator

part 13

"Are you okay?"
Kai asked me as he walked into the kitchen,his expression worried.

"Did you even sleep last night?"

He asks again while seating right next to me on one of the kitchen stools.

No I didn't sleep at all. How could I? After that damn message. The sender had no name but I knew. Sighing deeply while sipping on the now luke warm coffee that nestled in my hands,I respond to his questions.

"Yes am fine.." on the outside,but am dying of anxiety inside. He doesn't need to know that.

"... of course I slept. I just woke up a bit earlier." Yeah..as early as 03 a.m.

He looks at me skeptically. Unfortunately,Kai can read me like a book. Much to my dismay. He can tell am lying.

He sighs and gets off the stool to make himself some coffee.
His back to me,he speaks quietly.

"You know..you can tell me the truth Sammy."

Can I? I have baggage. Crazy baggage,what man would want that? If I do decide to tell him everything, he'll leave,just like everyone in my life does. I am a little "reject" after all.

"I just need a vacation." I say wistfully. At least that's not a lie.

Turning back to me with two hot cups of coffee,Kai settles next to me and hands me my cup.

"Thank you." I quietly say.

He quirks an eyebrow at me.

"A vacation?"

"Yes."

"Where?"

I pause a bit. Thinking all the way back to when I met him for the second time in Jim's office. The reason I even took the job offer was because I wanted a vacation in Bali. Now look where my longing got me. I don't know if I even have a job anymore.

"Bali." Eventually,I speak. My voice laced with heavy emotion.

Will I ever be able to find some peace? Some love? Some happiness?

Am exhausted of having to put up this façade of a strong woman. I just want a break from the drama.

A hand wiping my cheeks brings me back to reality. Kai turns me to him and embraces me.
I don't know if it's the warmth radiating from Malakai's body or the smooth patterns his large hands are making on my back but that pushes me to the brink and I break into pieces. Painful sobs wracking my body. He says nothing but I can feel in how tight his hands around me have gotten that he is here with me.
The thought makes me cry more.. he's here but for how long?

Eventually, after all the water works,I calm down. Pushing away slightly from his chest.

"Am sorry.." I say, suddenly hit with a wave of embarrassment.

He gently pushes me back to him and I feel rather than hear the low rumble of his voice emanating from deep within his chest.

"There is nothing to be sorry about. We all need moments like this."

Sniffing,I feel a bit more emotional. Burying myself a little bit more in his chest I pull myself together. He speaks again.

"Thank you."

Confused,I pull away.

"What for?"

He helps me back on the stool while pulling his closer to mine.

"For trusting me enough to see you this way."

Trust? The guilt creeps in and I feel the water works coming on again. If I trusted him, wouldn't I have told him everything?
He clearly trusts me. His told me everything about him.

"No! No! No! I didn't mean to make you cry again." The words rush out of his mouth quickly while he reaches out to wipe my tears again.

Ugh..am so damn emotional!! What's happening to me. 

Calming down once again,I try to act jolly.

"Am fine,am fine..." I say with a forced smile while waving my hand nonchalantly.

"...am just a bit hungry. Cook me something delicious."

His eyes spark up in amusement while a kind smile plays on his lips.

"Sure."

Poor guy. He looks relieved. am sure if I started to cry again,he would have cried along with me.

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"That was Soo good." I say contently while plopping on his sofa. He chuckles while sitting next to me.

"Thank you." His hand snakes around my shoulders and pushes me in.
His been a little bit touchy. But I don't mind. he smells good.
That's good enough for me.

Tucking my feet in,I relax into his chest and soon enough,his hands are playing in my hair.

Sighing silently,I revel in the moment. And maybe I get a little bit too comfortable but I find myself speaking.

"Can you loan me some money."

I feel him shrug before he speaks, "sure. How much do you want?"

"Enough to buy back my life."

His hands pause there movement and he tenses a bit. But only for a second before reverting back to his carefree demeanor.

"Oh.. what do you mean?"

I'd like to believe his a smart man. He probably knows.

"Just what I said."

His hands don't pause this time when he asks the next question.

"How much?"

"30 million."

The longest pause I have ever experienced starts. His hand is still in my hair but it's not moving.

Clearing my throat,I sit up and face him.
A neutral expression lies on his face while he looks at me.

The silence breaks me and I am prompted to tell him everything.

"I need 30 million to but back my life from Lady May."

At this,the muscle in his jaw starts pulsing.
If I get intimidated. I won't tell him anything. Shutting down my fears.
I delve into my story. I tell him everything without pause.

He sits and listens. His hand occasionally squeezing mine when I get emotional.

An hour later and I am done.

"So I owe her. She sent me this yesterday and I just couldn't sleep at all." I say while showing him the text I received.

He looks at it,a flash of anger shows in his eyes.

My mind begins to work out all the possible scenarios of how this conversation will turn out.
The possiblities don't look good for me. His silence doesn't do much to change them either.

He sighs eventually,looks me in the eyes and smiles. This expression wasn't what I expected.

"So Bali you said?"

Stunned,I look at him oddly. Is he crazy?

"Let's go to Bali then."

With that,he rises to his feet and pushes me to mine and literally whisks me off my feet.

"Kai what are you doing?!!" I ask startled by his reaction.

He let's out a laugh.
"What do you think?! We are going to Bali baby!!"