I just stare at it all.
“I never gave up hope. I knew I’d bring you home,” he explains, his voice rough.
I look at him and see the fear in his eyes. He truly believed I’d been taken. That I was being held against my will. And it terrified him.
Guilt flashes through me, and I have the urge to hug him.
I step forward towards him, then come back to reality.
No.No.He doesn’t deserve my hugs. He deserves to feel scared. He did this. It’s all his fault.
And Leo’s, a small voice in my head reminds me.
My friend used me to get back at Roman for protecting me when he tried to hurt me. My friend betrayed me long before Roman ever did. And if I really reflect on it, if I weed out all the lies Leo told, then what Roman did really wasn’t so bad. He truly was just trying to help me. In his twisted way.
I know he loves me. He’s gone through great lengths to protect me. He’s never been a threat to me. And he makes me happy.
But he lied.
It’d be so easy to forgive him. To go back to the paradise we were living in before. To forget all he did.
But I just don’t know if I have it in me.
I don’t know if I can go back now that I know what he is. What he does when he leaves for work. When he comes back in the middle of the night smelling like lemons. I don’t know if I can ignore knowing the pain he caused when he comes back to cuddle me.
But I also know I may not have a choice. He won’t give me another opportunity to run. And even if he did, I couldn’t get far with the tracker in me.
I silently brush my teeth, change into pajamas behind the closed door of the closet, and get under the covers.
Roman comes in and starts stripping in front of me.
I watch as he loses his shirt.
Then he undoes his belt and slides it out.
He unzips his pants. They drop to the floor with a thud.
He grabs a pair of boxer briefs, and steps into them.
All in front of me.
I can see his raging cock bobbing as he steps into them.
My core dampens, and I curse myself for having a response to him. I tell myself it’s only human nature, but I also know no other man could make me feel this way.
I turn away from him, listening as he deposits his dirty clothes in the laundry hamper. As he walks to his side of the bed.
I feel the bed dip as he climbs in and gets under the covers.
Then he slides to the middle, and pulls me towards him, so that I’m resting on him. He brings my right arm over his chest, and my right leg over his thighs. Positioning us how we always sleep.
And I just can’t bring myself to pull back.
It’s been so long since I’ve had human contact. Since I’ve felt loved. And he makes the loneliness fade away.
So, for tonight, I’ll steal his warmth.
Chapter 81
