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He grinned, and kissed me again.
"Yeah, by yourself," he replied. "It’s been a long night. You need your rest."
I knew he was right, but a part of me still wanted to protest - but then, all at once, I felt a wave of tiredness hit me, and I yawned, my body finally starting to come down from the high I’d been on all this time.
"Alright," I murmured.
"And promise me you’re never going to try and pull anything like that again," he told me.
"What, that?" I teased, glancing downward pointedly.
"Not that," he replied, chuckling slightly. "Sneaking out of here. I can’t let anything happen to you. You understand?"
"I get it," I assured him. But, honestly, if this was how I was going to be punished for my misdeeds? It was going to be hard to stay on the straight and narrow.
Chapter Thirteen – Solomon
Wrapping my hands around the cup of coffee I had just poured for myself, I yawned, trying to wake myself up. It was my turn to take over the shift, and I was just waiting for Alex to come in from outside and fill me in on anything that had been going on.
Ever since Olya had snuck out under our noses the other night, both of us had been on high alert, making sure she didn’t find any other reason to get out of there. Alex had caught me up on what had happened at the club, and, shit, it scared me to think of how close she had come to being taken from us; I was feeling even more protective of her than I had before, after what had happened between us, though of course, I hadn’t said anything to Alex about it.
Which I probably should. We didn’t keep shit from each other, and working a job like this, we needed to be able to put our complete trust in one another. I had been trying to figure out how I was going to put it into words without him freaking out on me; I knew how hard it would be for him to hear, and the last thing I wanted was for this to drive a wedge between us.
I hadn’t seen much of Olya since the night we’d hooked up, but I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her – how wet she’d gotten for me, how hard she’d come, the soft little moans and whines of pleasure she’d let out when I had been between her legs.
I wanted more. I knew I did. There was no way I could deny it, even as much as I wanted to. It would have made my life a whole lot easier if I could just have gotten it out of my system in that single encounter, and managed to exorcise it from my brain instead of being stuck with it going around and around my head, like a torture I couldn’t escape. I took a long sip of my coffee, staring at her bedroom door; it was late, and she wasn’t up, probably fast asleep right now. Thinking of me, the same way I was thinking of her? I hoped so...
The front door opened, and I turned to see Alex making his way inside. He didn’t look tired – no if anything, there seemed to be an energy coming off him in waves, something I hadn’t seen before. He locked eyes with me, and the moment he did, I felt the confession ready to escape me. He needed to know. I needed to tell him.
"What is it?" Alex asked me, as he made his way over to the kitchen to join me, pouring himself a coffee from the pot I had just made.
"There’s something I need to tell you," I admitted finally. Shit, I didn’t even know how to put this into words – I didn’t even know where to start. I ran a hand through my hair, and he watched me, curious.
"Is it about her?" he asked me quietly. My head snapped up.
"How do you know?"
He let out a long sigh.
"Because something happened between us, too."
I stared at him. Wait, was I hearing him right? Was he saying what I thought he was saying? That – that whatever had gone down between Olya and I, it hadn’t just been us?
"What do you mean?" I asked him. I wasn’t sure I wanted the details, but I needed to know the truth, at least.
He shrugged, almost as though he was trying to play it off.
"It happened the other night," he explained. "After I got her back from that club. I guess...the emotion just got the better of me, and we kissed. And then, she.."
"You guys hooked up?" I asked. I wasn’t jealous, exactly, just curious. He shook his head.
"No, it didn’t go that far," he replied. "She gave me head, and then I sent her to bed before anything else could happen."
I raised my eyebrows at him.
"After you gave me all that shit about not letting myself give in to the attraction?” I pointed out, slightly amused. He glanced away from me.
"Yeah, yeah, I know," he muttered. "I’m a hypocrite."
