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A beautiful smile broke across his face. He slid down the bed, once again wrapping his muscular arms around my waist. His head rested above my stomach and he clung to me, softly humming against my skin.
"I have to leave you for a few hours tomorrow. I do not want to; however while I am here in the US there are things I need to attend to," Stefan murmured. "I will be back by evening. "
"Ok. Be safe and come back to me," I replied, mimicking his lilting voice.
Stefan snickered. "That is my line, vackra. I love you. "
Not another word was spoken the rest of the night. We lay together in silence, holding each other and watching the night sky change from shades of gray, morphing into light blue as morning broke over the New York skyline.
Stefan finally pulled himself away from me to shower. I listened to the water running and lightly dozed off, the sound of the shower lulling me to sleep. The feel of Stefan's lips pressing against mine awakened me. I opened my eyes to see his face inches above mine, the smell of his expensive cologne, woodsy and sensous, filling my nose.
"I am leaving, Josephine. I love you. "
Stifling a yawn, I wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. "As I love you. Hurry home. "
He stood, towering over the bed. He was smartly dressed in an expensive black suit and white shirt, unbuttoned at the collar. His blond hair was still damp and finger combed away from his face. A red silk tie hung over his broad shoulder. He closed the curtains and headed for the door, looking back at me and winking. I listened as the apartment door closed and the locks slid into place. Snuggling into my pillow, I fell asleep dreaming of Stefan and the possibilities of what we could do with that red tie.
* * *
Papers rustling loudly was the first thing I heard. Sinking my head deeper into the pillow, I tried to slip back into sleep. It was quiet for a moment and then I heard a bored sigh and the paper crackled again. Turning over, I gasped when I saw Lukas propped up on the pillows next to me, flipping through a magazine. His thin lips were pursed and his pale, aristocratic face was twisted in annoyance.
"Lukas! What are you doing here?" I screeched, pulling the covers higher to cover my breasts.
"Reading this month's Cosmo and waiting for you to wake up. I was reading the article on the top 10 ways to blow your lover's mind. Been there, done that. " He gave an exaggerated yawn. He closed the magazine, placing it on his lap and flashed me a dazzling smile. "Josie, darling. I missed you. "
"Lukas, what are you doing here?" I repeated. I could hear the aggravation creeping into my voice. It was way too early for Lukas.
He stuck out his lip in a pout. "You wound me. You're awfully grouchy, Josie. Are you missing Stefan's massive throbbing cock this morning?"
"Lukas!" I groaned. I felt a blush spread over my face and chest.
"Fine, fine. I'm here to babysit you for a little while. And to take you shopping. We're in New York City, baby. " Lukas clapped his hands and bounced up from the bed. He went to a bag and pulled out a pair of jeans, a black tank top and a black cardigan sweater. "This will have to do until we can get you some better clothes. "
"Babysit? Stefan made you fly all the way from Indonesia to babysit me?" I was fuming at Stefan. I didn't need a babysitter. I was a 28 year-old woman. Half-immortal woman, I mentally corrected myself.
He sat back down on the bed and cl
asped my chin, forcing me to meet his icy stare. "First things first, Josie. Stefan didn't make me do anything. You just had some scary shit happen, girlfriend. Stefan thought it would be better if you weren't alone and I agree with him. You shouldn't be by yourself right now. Besides, we're neighbors. My flight got in last night and I heard the two of you christen the living room. I didn't think you had it in you. " He fanned himself with his hand.
Lukas' reasoning made the indignation about being watched fly out the window. Stefan was being proactive by having Lukas here in his absence. Shaking my head and laughing in spite of myself, I pulled the covers even higher. "Can you give me a little privacy so I can get ready?"
"I'll be in the living room picking up your clothes. You know, the clothes that are strewn all over the living room from your sexcapades. " Lukas grabbed his issue of Cosmo, grinned impishly and blurred out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Pulling myself from the bed, I padded into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I jumped in and lathered up with Stefan's soap and took an extra few minutes to wash and condition my hair. I hurried out of the shower and dried off. Plugging in the hair dryer, I blew my hair out straight and dabbed on some lip gloss. I dressed quickly in the outfit Lukas chose for me headed out into the kitchen, immediately noticing the smell of coffee hanging in the air. Searching for the source, I saw a Starbucks coffee cup sitting on the counter along with a blueberry muffin. I felt some of my earlier aggravation at Lukas drift away.
"I didn't know what you wanted. It's black coffee. There's coffee creamer in the refrigerator and sugar in the cabinet. " Lukas said. He was sitting on the couch, flipping through his magazine again.
"Thanks. Sorry I was so grouchy earlier. "
"No worries, sweet cheeks. Anna and Georgia are worried about you, by the way. I told them you were vacationing with Stefan," Lukas replied, not looking up from the pages.
"Shit! I should have called them. Things happened so fast I didn't think to let Anna or Georgia know I was leaving. Did they buy it?" I nervously bit my lip.
"No doesn't begin to cover it," Lukas shrugged, glancing at me. He was quiet for a moment. "Have you given any thoughts about moving away from Bali?"
"Moving away?" I echoed, opening the lid of the coffee cup and adding sugar and half & half. I opened a few drawers until I found the silverware and stirred my coffee with a spoon. I took a deep drink and sighed in relief.
"You can't stay in Bali forever, Josie. You won't be aging anymore. Anna and Georgia are both smart enough to figure out something isn't right. Unless you plan on telling them. . . or changing them. "
