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We lost ourselves in each other for long minutes that seemed to stretch into infinity and, for a few precious moments more, nothing else mattered—not the future, not the past. My hands explored the length of her body, glistening in sweat.
“Will, my love. Take everything—all of me!” she whispered fiercely, then shuddered as I rammed into her with intensity, forcing a sharp squeal from her lips. “Yes!” she exclaimed. “Like that. Oh, please!”
She took everything I could offer her, moving against me with fierce desire. The crescendo of her cries was like a drug that I simply could not get enough of. Her walls cradled me in a fierce and relentless embrace that pulled me farther and farther out of myself until I scraped the heady heights of consciousness nearly transcended, and I knew the moment had come.
“Kat,” I groaned hoarsely. “I’m there!”
“Let it go, Will,” she urged breathlessly. “I want all of it!”
I didn't make it out in time again. Emptying myself into her gave me much pleasure. I felt like everything around me stopped moving for a while.
"God! That was good, '' I said to myself. I emptied myself into her, and she purred her satisfaction before turning around to kiss me fiercely. The kiss went on for several moments before she finally pulled away and simply pressed her cheek against my chest. The fear of having to deal with problems resulting from this came up almost immediately, but I took it away almost immediately. It came that I was very sure with love, we would be able to conquer whatever problems may come our way.
"I love you, Kathy," I told her, and I meant it.
"I love you too, Will." We slept it off, holding each other passionately.
I woke up later in the day remembering that Mr. Anderson had given me a letter from one of my "old friends." I turned to my side and found Will not on the bed anymore. Where could he have gone? I climbed down from the bed and searched for the letter. I found it and headed to go search for Will. I called out his name, and he answered me, his voice coming from the direction of the kitchen.
"Hey, love. I just woke up not too long ago, and I decided to come to the kitchen to get water to drink. Hope you slept well?" Will asked me.
"I slept very well, but I woke up a little sad when I didn't find you by my side. But I'm happy again now that I've found you," I said, smiling.
"What's that in your hands, Kathy?” I didn't know exactly what the answer was because I didn't even read the content of the letter. But at least I knew to an extent which the letter was from.
"Oh, Mr. Anderson gave me this letter late last night. He said it was from one of my old friends and I have not opened it since he gave it to me. I just remembered now, so I decided to check what was written in the letter.
"Let's read it together. I am interested in the content, too, you know." I opened the letter, which was neatly folded into an envelope. Surprisingly, the letter was addressed to Will and not even me. That was quite shocking- Meaning the person was quite aware of the relationship between Will and me. The person must have been so sure that if the letter could get to me, then it would get to me. Will and I were even more curious now about what was written in the letter. The letter read:
Will Carter
It's been a while, my dear friend—the Obol himself. I know you might not be able to guess who this is exactly. But being the smart person that you are, you might be able to figure out something. You have always been a good friend of mine, even up to the point that we separated. And due to that bond that we once shared, I will want us to meet to settle things amicably. That will be your best option now. But if you still decide to prove stubborn-cos I know you are stubborn, things might not go well for you, and it might also affect those around you like your dear Kathy. I know so many things about you more than you can ever imagine, so I'll advise you to be wise. If you decide to do the right thing, then meet me at the hilltop at exactly 7:30 pm on the 25th day of this month ALONE. But if you want us to do it the other way, then you should be ready to hurt other people you care about so much because we wouldn't hurt you, and that's because we need you. See you soon, dear friend, either through peace or in war!
Goodbye.
Immediately I was done reading this letter; one person came to my mind immediately-Wes Delvin. But who knows, he might probably not be the one, but then he was my major threat at the moment. Could this be him? Why will he be threatening me with the ones I care about so much? I cannot let harm befall Kathy, and I was sure he knew that since it was stated in the letter that he knew more than I can ever imagine. I stared at Kathy, who just stood there staring at me too like she wanted to figure out what was going on through my mind.
"Will, what do we do about this? Do you have any idea who this person threatening us might be?" I asked Will. One major fear I had right now was the fact that whoever this was might be aware of my pregnancy. What if he tells Will about it? What will be my fate? Should I just tell Will about our pregnancy right now? I became even more scared and confused. I wasn't even sure why I had not told him about the pregnancy. If this unknown person knows about the pregnancy, then my unborn child and I are going to be in danger. But then I still wasn't ready to tell Will anything about it for now. I just wanted to keep it to myself for now till I made my own decision about what to do with our child, but for now, I still wasn't so sure.
"I have someone in mind, Kathy, but I want you to be rest assured that I will get to the root of this, and everything will be settled. I am so sorry for all these inconveniences, Kathy. I promise to make it up to you.”
"I do not want to lose you, Will. Just be safe out there for me, please,” I begged him, almost in tears.
"I promise to return to you in one piece, Kathy. I promise." I gave her a peck on her forehead, and I prayed silently to fulfillmy promise. “What's today's date?" I asked her while still holding her in my arms.
"It's the 23rd already," she told me. “Just two days left to go, and I'll be done with this, Kathy. Just bear with me."
"Just be fine, Will," I said almost amidst tears. I knew he would come back to me. He always does.
Chapter Four
Wes/Will
There's just a day left until I meet Will Carter. My boss had given me orders to meet him myself, that's if he even shows up. He had given me orders not to attack if he didn't attack me. He also instructed me not to kill him but just threaten him with the information I had gathered about him so that he could shut his mouth on anything he had concerning our business. But even though I wasn't going to attack him if he didn't show any sign of attack, I was not supposed to go there unarmed.
I was to go there with everything I could think of to defend myself because Will Carter is a very dangerous being, and he wasn't somebody to toil with. I was a little anxious about how tomorrow will turn out. I just hoped everything worked according to plan. I lay down on my bed with so many thoughts in my head about tomorrow's operation. I needed to be bold enough to face Will Carter even though he used to be my very good friend and colleague. But since the time I left the security agency, we haven't been on talking terms. So, meeting him now might bring old-time memories that we both had-especially the day I left to join my new boss. Will knew nothing about my family history, especially my immediate family. I hid such information so privately even while I was at the secret agency, and I guess it had paid off now because Will had nothing against me right now.
I was happy I had been able to keep everyone around me safe from danger. And like the instructions from the boss, I was not supposed to hurt anyone except Will tries to do something stupid, and I was just meant to hurt the person, and the person must not die. I slept off, still thinking about the operation. It was going to be a nice time with Will tomorrow, even if it was not going to be on casual terms. I slept so deeply; I must have been really tired from the day's work.
