“Night,” he whispered, his breath blowing against the back of my neck, making it hard to have this internal argument in my head.
“Good night,” I whispered back, letting sleep take over me.
My alarm woke me with a start. My head hurt. God what a strange dream I’d had, I thought to myself sitting up only to find resistance as a large arm was wrapped around my stomach. The memories came flooding back to me in a rush. It wasn’t a dream, what had I been thinking.
“What time is it?” Axel croaked sleepily.
“Nine a.m.,” I informed him, getting a groan in response.
“I have to get to clinical but you can let yourself out when you’re ready,” I told him, peeling his strong arm off me. He held me firmly for a second and then kissed me softly on the lips when I turned to face him. Then he let go of me and let me get up to leave. That small kiss left my lips tingling and my stomach in knots. I ran to the bathroom to get ready and then peeked my head around the corner to check on him. Axel was sleeping peacefully in my bed now, fully sprawled out and taking up the whole double bed. He looked so comfortable and serene. I just wanted to crawl back in and continue sleeping with him. I mentally slapped myself. Get a grip, it’s just hot sex. You can do this. Do not get attached! I chastised. I ran to clinical, just getting there in the nick of time.
“Good morning, Alice,” I said to one of the permanent full-time workers, who was also my supervisor.
“Morning Leah.” She smiled, noticing my pink cheeks from my run over.
“Late night?” she asked without judgment.
“More like late morning,” I told her honestly. We were pretty close and she talked to me about her social life and goings on all the time. She laughed at that and patted me on the arm.
“Good on you, girly.” She grinned encouragingly. The morning felt like it would never come to an end. By the time four rolled around, I was beat and just wanted to crawl back into bed. This made me think of just how I had left my bed that morning, with a ridiculously sexy man sleeping in it. I wondered where Axel was and if he was still at my place but I doubted he was based on the time. I walked back to my apartment slowly, nervous as to what I’d find and found myself holding my breath as I opened the door to my place. I entered to complete silence and walked into my room finding it empty. My heart dropped a little, with mixed emotions, until I found a single letter left on the kitchen table. I picked it up, my hands shaking slightly and began to read it.
It had his number scrawled down on the bottom. I felt my heart beating faster as I reread it. I had never gotten a handwritten letter before. I’d been with Chris over a year and not once had he done something so romantic or sweet. I felt Axel melting down another one of the icy walls that I placed around my heart and knew this was bad. I couldn’t let him in and give him the power to hurt me. This was getting out of hand and I needed to end it now.
Axel
I STILL COULDN’T BELIEVE HOW my night had turned out. It felt surreal even now. I couldn’t keep the stupid grin off my face even as I walked to work.
“Get lucky?” my buddy Julian asked me with a knowing smile. The thought of Leah riding the shit out of me nearly gave me a boner right there in the middle of the bar. Usually I’d have no problem dishing out all the details but with Leah I just didn’t want to, I wanted to keep them to myself, those intimate moments were mine and I didn’t want to share them.
“I just had a good night,” I said, still unable to stop myself from smiling.
“Yeah, you got laid, you horny bastard,” Julian chuckled, lightly punching me in the arm. Oh yeah, I did, I thought to myself and it had been incredible. Every time I had sex with Leah it felt like the first time, she made it feel like nothing I’d ever known. And I’d had sex with plenty of women over my time, which made it all the more unbelievable. Leah was so tight and wet and so responsive, that just putting my cock in her, I had to fight off coming then and there, I’d never felt anything like this before. I couldn’t get enough of her, I’d wanted to skip work and just have my way with her all day but neither of us could do that. I had loved falling asleep with her in my arms and waking up that way. I’d slept like a baby, holding her soft, warm body close to mine. I’d never slept over after sex unless I was dating the girl but last night, I couldn’t bring myself to leave. I’d just wanted to hold her. I think she was just as surprised as I was that
