Fighter

8

Leona

I woke up to myself being held by Eros' body. I felt warm, but not uncomfortably warm. I could've sworn I slept all the way on the other side last night.

My mind thought of Eron and how easily I had forgiven him, should I have made it harder for him to get to me? What if this is just a phase and he does the same thing again?
I slowly untangled myself from him and went to the bathroom.
Bad thoughts quickly overpowered me as I found myself crying while brushing my teeth. I don't know why I was being so dramatic today.

"Leona?" Eros called out.
I quickly spit out the toothpaste and filled my hands with cold water before splashing it all over my face. I heard his footsteps come near the bathroom and I quickly decided to pat my face dry and try to exit before he entered. "Leona are you okay?" He asked I looked down at my feet.

"Uh yeah why wouldn't I be?" I asked avoiding his eyes as I pretended to clean off the bathroom counter.

"I heard you sniffing. What wrong?"

"Nothing, probably just allergies." I laughed it off but I knew he still seemed uncertain.

"Leona look at me." He said slowly. I didn't want to, I didn't want him to know I was crying. Just then his phone rang and I thanked the lord as I watched him leave the bathroom. I started the shower water and picked out some clothes from the closet near by. I lathered some soap on a cloth before beginning to wash down.

"Mind if I join?" Eros called from outside the bathroom door.

"No." I said quietly. The bathroom door opened and I quickly closed my eyes. I didn't want to see him naked just yet.

"Leona open your eyes." I opened one eye and was met by his muscled chest. I opened the other one and tried not to look down. This was awkward. "So are you going to tell my why your were crying?" He asked starting to wash his hair.

"I wasn't crying." I said.

"Leona."

"Can we talk about this later?"

"We need to be open about our feelings in order for this to work." He explained "but we will talk about this later because we have a meeting. Wanna get my back?" He asked handing me the cloth and turning around. I rubbed the cloth tenderly across his back. Surprisingly there were scars, light and delicate but still there I found myself tracing them.

"What are these from?" I asked. I was expecting a witty explicit answer. But instead I got,

"When I used to street fight."

"What? Okay wait I'm missing something because before all of this you used to be scrawny and limp." I said.

"I could say the same to you as well." He said turning around and grabbing my hand. "My father sent me to Italy where I lived with my grandmother and my uncle. Went through one hell of a growth and decided to do some street fighting to make a bit of cash. Why are you so surprised you used to street fight as well."

"Yeah. It's been a while." I sighed.

"Alright. Enough talking. We have business to get to." He said turning off the water and handing me a towel. I wrapped it around myself and got out.

~*~

"Well maybe if you hadn't tried to scam me out of money Mr.Morino-" my husband stopped in his tracks.

"Scam you?" I watched as he laughed in this old fat mans face. "You're business isn't even worth scamming Mr.Pint please think of something else." Mr.Pint scoffed.

"This whole meeting is nonsense you ask me to come to your house at the wee hours of the morning and discuss this horrible plan we have in front of this girl." Was he talking about me because I know he's not talking about me. I saw Eros get up and I gave him a look trying to warn him to calm down

"I don't think the name calling is necessary sir, if it makes your ego swell with pride I have looked at the contract and made some changes allowing you to keep some of your business in exchange for a royalty."

"Who is this girl? She must be fired this instant." He asked Eros

"This woman is my wife, secretary of the business you take money from. So I suggest you listen to whatever she has to say because if I have to step in there will be consequences." Eros said darkly. I turned to look at Mr.Pint and have him a flashing smile.

"Anyhow if you want to review this with your lawyer and even make a counterclaim I would love to review it before I have someone of higher authority to approve it." Mr.Pint took the paper and left without another word.

"That was stressful." I said getting up and brushing it off. I could tell by the way Eros was sitting that he was still in hyperactive mode. I went over and set the files on his desk. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him.

"Eros, let's talk about it."

"You first." I sighed.

"I was just upset." I said

"About what?"

"Us, I wasn't sure if I was doing the right thing by allowing us to rekindle the relationship, I was filled with doubt and it was stupid." I said

"That's not stupid. You have the right to feel that way after everything I've done. In fact I want you to feel that way." I scrunched my face, I didn't want to talk about this anymore.

"Okay so what about you now? Are you okay?"

"A bit stressed but I'm fine. You ready to go?" I gave him a confused look because we didn't discuss any outings for today.

"Uh sure I guess." I said. I got up from his lap and went downstairs prepared to leave.