Tyler
"We're going to be trapped here forever!" Avery wails as the last light of the day gives over to darkness. Avery paces back and forth, yelling for help and muttering about being encased in a tomb, never to be found again. She stops in the middle of the floor and cups her hands around her mouth. "Is anybody there?Heeeeelp!”
Scrambling to my feet, I grab a bottle of well-aged whisky off the shelf and crack the seal, holding the bottle out to her. “Drink,” I instruct.
“I don’t want to drink, Tyler. I want to get out of here,” she cries, her eyes wide and afraid as she calls for help again.
“Me too. But that doesn’t change the fact we’re stuck down here right now, and it’s getting cold. This’ll help warm you up with the added bonus of settling your nerves.”
She eyes me suspiciously. “How do I know it isn’t poison?”
“Because it’s whisky.” I hold the open bottle to my nose and sniff before I lift it to my lips and tip it back, a warming burn hitting the back of my throat then pooling in my belly. “It’s good.” I hiss through my teeth as I offer the bottle to her again.
She takes it this time, keeping her eyes on me as she takes a tentative sip, coughing and spluttering before going in for an even bigger one.Gulp, gulp, gulp.
“Whoa there,” I say, taking the bottle from her hands and popping the cap back in it. “You still want to be able to stand when they come for us, right?”
“But what if they don’t come? What if we're stuck down here forever?”
Setting the bottle to the side, I pull her against my chest and shush her gently, my fingers combing through her soft hair. “They’ll come.”
“But what if they forget where I am? What if they just think I ran away?”
“Come here,” I say, pulling her to sit with me on the cots as I continue to keep my arms around her. She feels so perfect up against me that I wonder how I ever managed to stay away from her for so long. But it just makes me more sure that my reason for coming back still exists. Avery belongs to me. "Our cars are outside. And your boss knows you came here. Someone will come. It's only just past five, so I'm sure Mark would have realized something is up now that office hours are over." I hold her even tighter. "Besides, even if they don't come, being stuck down here together wouldn’t be so bad. We could probably live on these supplies for a few months, easy. We'd be the king and queen of our own little world. Just you and me and nothing else to get in the way. I'd be happy with no one but you for company. I kinda wish it was always just us. Don’t you?"
She lets out a sob as she buries her face into my chest. I keep my arms around her tight, so I can feel her inhale like she’s breathing in my scent as she nods against me, slowly calming down. "It’s all I ever wanted," she admits with a hiccup. Her words are muffled against my coat, but they’re music to my ears.
“Say that again,” I say, holding her a little tighter, a little closer.
She lifts her head and meets my eyes, pressing her teeth into her bottom lip. “I've only ever wanted you, Tyler.”
“Fuck.” Not wasting a single second, I wrap my hand around the back of her head and pull her mouth against mine, kissing those sweet tasting lips like it’s the last thing I’ll ever do. My tongue pushes inside her mouth, sweeping against hers with demanding strokes. I moan just from the taste of her, her tiny whimpers of acceptance and longing have me getting hard in all the right places.I love her.
“Oh, Tyler.” She presses her body against mine, deepening the kiss as her arms wrap around my neck and her fingers go into my hair, her body pressed tight against mine like she can’t get close enough.
“Avery.” It would be so easy to lean over her right now and touch her in all the ways I’ve been dreaming of these past eleven years. But I can’t do that to her. Not now. Not here. Not like this.
So, as much as I want to...I hold myself back, I can’t take advantage of her in this state, so I’ll have to be satisfied with only kissing her for now.
Still, relief flows through my entire being. This is the moment that I've been dreaming of since the day I left. A few hours ago, I thought I lost her. She rejected almost all of my attempts at reconnection. I took matters into my own hands and that rekindled our fire.
Now, I finally have her, and the moment we get out of this damn hole, she’ll be completely and utterly mine. Forever.
She’s the reason I’m here, after all.
