Caught Up In You

18- Make You Feel My Love

As Lisatober (LegendOfLisa1) continues, I've prepared a little snack for you! Also, I'm sorry it takes me a gazillion years to update, y'all. But hey, let's focus on the snack below... :) Happy almost birthday to the fandom's Fanfic Queen!

Previously:

Can: "I love you so much and we'll talk tomorrow, okay?" I tell her, trying to not ruin this moment with my growing frustration of whoever this Levent guy is. "Goodnight, my love," she says and kisses the camera on the phone. I love when she does that.

The moment we hang up, I go online and buy the first flight leaving tomorrow for Chicago.

Sanem:

The sun comes through the curtains and I stretch my body knowing that I have a big day ahead of me with my workshop today. We're presenting our newest pieces to the fellows and I'm really excited about it. I start my morning cadence in the best way, making tea and attempting to make myself a decent breakfast. I've gotten better at cooking, but it's still not something I'm good at or even enjoy if I'm being honest with myself. However, the practice is necessary, especially since I love food. Sipping on my tea and making sure I don't burn the apartment down as I make eggs, my mind wanders. It's only been a few weeks without Can, but my body aches for him. I miss him more than I even imagined I would.

Sitting in my writing nook, I light a few candles and my pen apparently has a mind of its own. This is my time, journal time, where my thoughts are as scrambled as the eggs I just ate and my passion pushes me to write faster than my hand can move. Smiling to myself, the words forming sentences in my journal are about my experience in the bathtub last night. Just writing about it makes my heart flutter. I feel my face get warmer and I stop to take a large breath.

My phone buzzes.

Hey pretty girl. Will you be ready in twenty minutes?

I smile at how sweet and welcoming Levant has been to me. I couldn't imagine having a better fellowship partner.

Morning! Yes, I'll be ready and meet you outside. I'm so nervous for today, but I can't wait. See you soon and thank you for picking me up!

I blow out the candles quickly, finish up my breakfast and tea while staring out the window looking out to the zoo. This apartment has been perfect for my inspiration and I couldn't be more thankful for Can in this moment.

Can

In all my travels, I have never wanted to be somewhere faster than I've wanted to be in Chicago. I'm a few hours into my 11-hour flight and I'm just happy a direct trip was available last minute. I try to sleep, but to no avail. All I can think about is her. All my mind is doing is torturing me over and over again. Did she really touch herself in the tub while on the phone with me? My ever-blooming Sanem getting braver and bolder with me. Just thinking about it makes me uncomfortable in my seat. I adjust a bit, but nothing helps the ache. Nothing. I need her.

The flight attendant comes around and I decide a whiskey may help and I don't even care that it's probably too early for one. The attendant winks at me and brings me a double with extra ice. I try to focus on something else, mindlessly looking through the movie choices. Nothing looks that appealing. I pull out a book and get lost in the words coming through the pages. Reading has always transported me to another place.

I welcome the distraction as I quickly digest chapter after chapter. The book is one of my favorites and it brings me comfort when I travel, like an old friend joining me.

Leaving Istanbul on such short notice without telling anyone leads me to put my book down and open my phone and start typing out some emails. I didn't think too far ahead, but I know I can make some plans that will keep me in Chicago for the remainder of Sanem's fellowship. There's no way I'm leaving her again. The next time I travel back to Istanbul, she'll be in the seat next to me.