AllFreeNovel
Share Us
"I know, polva," a soft kiss to my head. "I know. And that's okay."
I smiled, so weary, but happy, now that he was here with me.
He held me for a long moment, until it was well into the night. And we just laid there, on the floor of a dirty Mexican hotel bar bathroom. Him in his thousand dollar suit, getting dirty, because of me.
Because I was worth it.
I smiled with the thought, because ... because I was beginning to believe it.
"They're in room ten."
"Hmm?" I shifted my head, not opening my eyes because they were too heavy.
"The couple," he clarified. "They're in room ten. They'll be here for three more nights. Then they're off to Taiwan."
I was silent, considering his words. "How do you know that?"
"You doubt the Cadwell charm, darling," he purred, huffing, and I chuckled.
Was he saying what I thought he was saying?
I felt a shoulder come up. "It helped me, anyway. To deal with the anger."
He was saying what I thought he was saying.
"Mmm," was my only response, but inside, my mind lit up like a Christmas tree. A small, somewhat sick part of me had been happy when I'd figured out that Knight was killing the men who paid to fuck me.
It had given me strength to look people in the eyes, a confidence to my step, even when others around me looked down on me for being the whore of the island.
Knight Cadwell, the prince of the island, cared enough for me to kill for me.
I'd gotten my worth from him then, but now...now I had to get my worth from myself.
"Room ten," he whispered once more before shifting, somehow holding me as he pulled himself upwards, carrying me to his room, which happened to only be down the hallway from my own.
We showered together, his touch soft and gentle, caring and attentive.
I was exhausted by the time we crawled into bed, and he only kissed me softly, gently, then held me in his arms as my eyes drooped, the whispered words in my mind as I fell asleep. "It's okay if you're not here when I wake."
And, as I fell asleep, I knew exactly what I was going to do when I woke.
TWENTY-THREE
Tell me when you hear my heart tremble. You're the only one who can hear it.
My head against a bare chest. Nimble fingers tangled in my hair. Silk sheets wrapped around us, cocooning us in a magical world all of our own making. Tell me when you hear my silence. The words I never speak. The patter of my heart, slow and steady, then racing, incited by the gentle brush of skin against mine.
These were the memories now filling my mind.
It beats for you. Only for you.
A soft wind blew my hair into my face, but I didn't brush it away, not wanting to disrupt the moment. The warm rumble of Knight's humming voice next to me, stirring a contentment inside me that felt almost too good to be real.
We sat atop a hill, staring at soft speckles of purple flowers that dotted an endless Italian countryside.
It was a quiet place, long forgotten by the tourists, who instead sought refuge in the busier beachside hotels.
While we would never not have something to talk about, sometimes, silence filled the gaps more than words.
