The Two Assassins - Nestor Oceteva

Ch. 8

The first week was spent recovering from their injuries and falling into a comfortable routine. Nestor had stayed by Isabella's side the whole time. He had only left her side to get groceries and to take conference calls in her spare room.
Neither Isabella nor Nestor noticed the changes that were gradually happening to them. They hadn't discussed it at length but after leaving the hospital something had shifted in their relationship, evolving into something more.

After Marcus had left, Nestor ran a bath for Isabella so her cast would stay dry. He helped her get undressed and lowered her into the bath before going to the kitchen. When dinner was almost ready he heard the water sloshing followed by a big splash and swearing. He raced into the bathroom to find Isabella drenched and water all over the floor. She was mostly underwater, holding her cast in the air. Kneeling down, Nestor scooped her up out of the water, not caring that his only clothes were getting soaked.

He was hyper aware of the fact he was holding her naked body against him. He lifted her higher so she wouldn't feel his cock straining against his pants. He put her feet on the bathmat before reaching out for the towel and wrapping it around her. He looked at the soggy cast and shook his head with a smirk. "Can't leave you on your own, can I? Let's get you dried querida."

He got her settled on the couch with a blanket and the tv remote. After a rough two days he finally had the time to shower and clean himself up after taking care of Isabella first. His clothes were still wet on the floor but as he opened the steamed door of the shower he saw a pair of sweatpants hanging off the towel rail. He chuckled at his sneaky ninja, if it was anyone else he would be worried about his skills of observation slackening but she was scarily and amazingly quiet. In the back of his mind he wondered if she took the time to get any sneak peeks of him naked.

Isabella's breathing hitched as she watched Nestor stroll into the room shirtless. Her largest pair of sweatpants hugged his hips low exposing the deep v lines. His long black hair hung damp just below his shoulders. Tattoos scattered across his torso and over defined muscles. She knew that he knew that she was staring but she couldn't pull her eyes away from him. As if her feet had a mind of her own, she had stood up and found herself in front on him.

He moaned quietly as she ran her fingertips up his arms and down his chest before resting her palm over his heart. Feeling the strong rhythmic beats beneath her hand a few beats more, she slid her hand behind his head bringing his lips down to hers. Coming back up for air they rested their foreheads against each other. "Do you think this is karma?" He asked her. She understood what he meant immediately.

She contemplated her answer for a moment. "I didn't believe in karma until I met you Ness. When I saw you standing under that tree I thought you were there to kill me. I thought you were this beautiful Angel of death about to send me to the final judgement like I had done to countless others but you didn't. So I didn't think it was karma. Then you started to invade my thoughts and dreams, consuming me." She took a pause to even her breathing out. "To have finally found my alma gemela at the end of my life? Yeah, I think it is karma for what we have done but then again what we have done led us to each other."

Nestor wiped away a tear that escaped down her cheek and sat down on the couch, pulling her gently onto his lap. She lay her head on his chest as his arms cocooned her. He closed his eyes, savouring the moment as he tried to picture a time he had ever felt this way. Unable to, he knew this was a once in a lifetime connection and the words he had never said to a woman slipped out before he could stop them. "Te quiero, mi Bella."

He tensed, fearing she would run away as she looked up at him shocked. A wide smile soon spread across her face, her eyes lighting up and she kissed him passionately. "I love you too Ness." He stood up with her still in his arms and practically ran to the bedroom with her giggling along the way.