His Secret Bodyguard

Part 73

I quickly got off the bed, grabbing a clean pair of underwear and going into the bathroom. I peed first, which as you must know, you need to do after that, to make sure you don't get any infections or anything..

After I was done, I washed my hands.. I shoved my hands through my hair, leaning against one of the walls. "What the hell did you do.." I whispered, starting the shower and taking my makeup off. I needed time to think, and knew Harry would try and talk to me if I went back out there right now...

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I took a 15 minute shower, basically just rinsing off and thinking about a lot. I got out, wrapping the towel around me. For the first time since I'd been in here, I looked at my reflection.. He'd left more marks than I had. There were three dark ones on my left collarbone, and a small one under my ear. I sighed, brushing my hair, and then my teeth. I was hesitant to go back out there, but pulled my underwear on. I grabbed the bra I'd been wearing and put that on. I ran a hand through my wet hair, before opening the door and walking out of the bathroom..

Harry was scrolling through his phone, lying in my bed.. I grabbed a t-shirt out of a drawer, pulling it over my head and getting back on the bed. I saw he'd shut the door back, and could feel his eyes on me. "Are you alright?" He asked. I nodded.

"Just tired. It's been a long day." I replied, pulling the covers over me and rolling onto my side. "Did Jeff come back?" I questioned. "Yeah, a few minutes ago. I haven't talked to him." He said, and I nodded. It'd probably be best if Jeff didn't ever know about this; but I didn't know if Harry would tell him tomorrow..

I shut off the lamp, surrounding us in the dark. I rested my head against the pillow, thinking about what had happened. I wasn't sure if I regretted it or not. 'Cause, on the one hand, it was good sex. But on the other, I knew that it'd hurt him in the long-run when he realized that nothing had changed, and that I still wasn't going to date him or even ever see him again..

I sighed. "What're you thinking about?" He asked. I laughed. "Probably the same thing you are." I replied, rolling over so I was facing him, despite not being able to see him in the dark. "I can't stop thinking about it." He said. I nodded, even though he couldn't see me.

He moved a little closer to me, and I glanced over at the door when I heard something. The lights were still on out there, and I wondered if Harry had locked the door, or just simply shut it..

He brought my attention back to him, and I realized how close he'd gotten while I was distracted. I felt his hand on my waist, over my shirt. He let it come around my back. I hesitated, my mind screaming at me not to do it. But, I stupidly ignored it, and moved closer to him, letting him hold me against him. I tucked my head down, feeling the heat radiating off of him.

"You're always cold." He said.. "I know. Gives new meaning to the word cold-blooded." I commented half-jokingly. "I thought after your heart surgery, that your circulation would be better, and that you wouldn't be so cold all the time." He commented quietly. I shrugged. "Guess not." I replied. After a few minutes of lying there in silence, I still couldn't fall asleep for some reason.

"Brynn?" He asked, still speaking in a hushed tone. "Hm?" I replied, not moving. "Is it bad that I want to do it again?" He questioned. I sighed. "Probably." I said, my brain automatically knowing that wasn't an option. I can't. This has gone far enough as it is. At this point, I wasn't just hurting him. I was leading him on..

I felt his hand slide down my side, and down my leg. "Harry. We really shouldn't." I said. His hand came back up, but went under my shirt instead, lightly resting on my hip, playing with the hem of my underwear. "We should." He replied quietly. He was at the right angle to kiss my neck, and did..

I sighed. "I feel like I'm leading you on at this point. You know nothing's changed. After tonight, we won't see each other again." I explained. "Yeah, no that's fine." He murmured, obviously only half-paying attention.. He rolled me onto my back. I really was pretty tired from how long today had been, and felt him gently slide my underwear down my legs. He'd already taken his shorts off. "In the drawer." I said, glancing over at where the nightstand was. It was pitch black, so I couldn't see anything.. But a second later, I heard him tear the foil package open. There was a moment of silence, which surprisingly went on for a whole minute..

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"It broke. It was your last one." He was trying to explain, but was still out of breath. He shoved his hands through his hair. "I'm so sorry. I tried. I usually can pull out, and I promise I really did try to. Your sheets are softer than I was expecting." He explained.

"Harry.. You should have told me. You can't just do that without telling me you didn't have one on." I said, quickly becoming annoyed with him. "I know, I know. I'm sorry." He replied, rolling over on his side, his arm coming over me. I was still in shock, trying to comprehend what had just happened. "Brynn, I'll get you something for it. Ok? Are there any stores open right now?" He asked. "No." I replied, finding my underwear and pulling it on. I rolled over so I was facing away from him. He moved a little on the bed, and after a few seconds, I felt his arm come over me and he pulled himself closer to me.

He'd put his shorts back on, and held me against him. "First thing in the morning. I promise I'll get something for it." He said quietly, his arm locking around my waist, keeping me there.. I was still frozen, running it back over in my head.. He'd tried to pull out the first time, but obviously wasn't expecting the second one right after.. The lights were still on out in the living room. I wasn't sure if Jeff had been able to hear any of that. Possibly Harry's last moan, since I was obviously too distracted at the time.

I laid there for a few minutes, before my eyes couldn't stay open any longer, and I fell asleep, Harry's arms still wrapped around me.....