WORK ESCAPADE

Partie sans titre 5

Can is pacing in the bathroom, his head filled with images of Sanem walking in that hellish lingerie piece.

She looks so good that he wants to laugh.

He's not an animal and of course he can control himself but not like this, This is too much for him to handle.

How can he sleep with her in the same bed, with her wearing this?

Having her so close to him and not being able to touch her the way he wants too is unbearable.

He needs to do something.

She needs to change.

Right now.

He keeps pacing for a minute, desperately trying to compose himself.

He opens the door and she's speaking on the phone.

Who the hell is she talking with?

"Yeah I swear Ayhan and he even brought me food because he saw that I didn't eat that weird food they gave us. (....) yeah right? (....) yes he's very handsome."

The fuck?

She's talking about that prick of Ali.

"Yes right he's so sweet and I eve-"

"SANEM!!!"

He startled her and the phone fell from her hand and to the ground.

"Can !! what's wrong with you scared me. Why would you yell like that?"

He takes slow steps towards her.

Her head is propped up on the pillow and she has this glow, this natural glow.

She's under the cover but the bed sheet is below her breast, exposing the top of her body.

Why is she doing this to him?

For a second he wonders.

He wonders what it would be like to actually be with her, to be able to come up to her, to get under the covers with her, to kiss her, to be with her, to make love to her till dawn, to fall asleep with her in his arms, whispering how much he loves her, for it to be natural and easy as if they've been doing this forever.

Damn.

This feels so good and so right.

"Can?"

He picks up the phone and looks at the screen, he hangs up.

He put the phone on the night stand.

"Hey! Why would you do that?"

"Sanem you need to change, to put something on. You can't sleep like that."

Don't ask him why he can't look at her in the eyes, he just can't.

"Why?"

WHY? She said Why????

"Sanem come on please go change."

"Oh, am I bothering you wearing this? I'm sorry I don't get it. What's wrong? We're friends right? So you should have no problem or whatsoever with me sleeping wearing this. No?"

She's playing with him and damn she's good and she's drunk he keeps reminding himself.

"Sanem."

His tone leaves no place to games. He's cold and strict.

She raises and eyebrow.

"Come on Sanem. Please."

She shakes her head a bit and chuckles.