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“You didn’t have to run off after I took care of you this time, didn’t you?” I whisper to Sienna, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.
Lightly, I pull her ever so closer, so that as much of our skin is touching as possible. The sensation of her warm skin against mine is a comfort like nothing else, something that at no time before did I ever get to relish in.
Am I dreaming or did last night actually happen?I think in disbelief.Do I really have Sienna back in my arms?
Suddenly, it occurs to meI have the chance to truly make her mine for good if she was willing to have sex again. I stroke her bare shoulders, feeling like I’ve been given a forbidden second opportunity.
I have to let her know just how much she means to me, that I love her more than anything in the world.
I cling onto her a little tighter like I literally don’t want to lose her again, at the same time noticing how she seems to melt into me. Closing my eyes, an imaginary life plays out in my head of her as my mate.
I smile, thinking of raising our son Ezra together, living peacefully while I make our living as a musician.
That’s the life I want.
My mind’s bliss immediately comes crashing down as I recall what Sienna said about not telling anyone anything at all. I couldn’t utter a word about her or our son, the risk was far too great.
Damn… So much for a peaceful life. Why must this all be so complicated?
Groaning, I stroke my chin thinking if it was still worth taking a shot. I knew I’d been blessed to even see Sienna again, let alone lay in her bed. I questioned whether it was asking too much of her, at the same time conflicted with what I wanted.
I can’t be selfish… but she deserves to know how I feel about her. Why shouldn’t she know?
Unless there’s a reason she doesn't want to take this further.
I begin wondering about the possibility of Sienna being embarrassed to be with me because I’m a dark elf. As progressive as this city was compared to other places in Protheka, there were still those among my kind that looked down on humans like they’re lesser than us.
Fucking Rhovier…
I try brushing it off as overthinking. After all, there was always the case that there’s something more I just can’t see. Letting out a long, drawn-out sigh, I wish for that ideal life once more.
Sienna shifts around in her sleep, coming closer as she buries her face deep into my neck. I start twirling her hair in between and around my fingers, pondering on taking the risk of proclaiming my love for her.
This is what’s been missing from my life for the past two years, that and my son Ezra… Am I really willing to let it all just disappear again?
It’s then I decide what I must do.
When the time is right, I’ll ask to take her as my mate.
I knew not many were ever given a second shot as what they really wanted, and now that Sienna was back in my life, I’m not going to give up. Regardless, it’s not something I can afford to rush into.
I decide that trust is the most important thing to build before anything, and that for now, I have to show her just how good I am both as a romantic partner and a father for Ezra. Then, and only then, could there be an opening to make her my mate.
And it starts now.
Gently, I move Sienna off of me, being sure to cover her bare body with the blanket before coldness got to her. Throwing on some clothes, I sneak out of her room, making minimal noise as I creep towards that of Ezra’s.
The door is slightly open. I peer through the small gap, seeing my son’s feet sticking out from under the blanket. Slowly, I step through into the room. I stop for a moment, watching as Ezra’s chest rises and falls in deep slumber.
I still can barely believe this boy is mine.
I silently make my way to his bedside and come down to his level. Laying a hand on his shoulder, I whisper his name with a gentle shake. He bats his eyes open, taking a moment to notice me as he comes to.
“Dada?” he stutters.
“Good morning Ezra,” I greet with a smile. “Let’s get you out of bed, I need your help today.”
The boy sits up in bed, wearing a tired smile as he rubs his eyes. He complies with all that I ask of him, from getting dressed to making his bed. Through it all, I silently thank Sienna for her parenting skills in having raised a good child.
