I am gripping the phone with such force that my knuckles are white. My fury at what I just heard is frightening, even to me, but I don’t like the idea of her having another male close to her. I know she isn’t breaking any rules because there is nothing going on between us, but still, the idea of another man in her life is painful to me. The only thing that is able to calm me is the sound of my name on her lips. It’s the first time she has said it and somehow, it calms the rage in my blood, and I am able to even out my breathing a little. “Who was that Angel?” “Huh? Who? Oh, it doesn’t matter.” “It does to me, I would like to know who is with you.” “Why?” “Please tell me.” I can hear the edge in my voice as my anger is beginning to grow again at her avoidance of my question. “Grant, are you the jealous type? Because there is nothing between us, so what would give you that right?” “Angel, you are right, I am the jealous type; however, I also am right to be concerned for your we
I have no idea what possessed me to call him, but I am glad I did. Talking with him is so natural, it is just like breathing. There is never a time that we struggle to find a topic and before I know it, dawn is breaking on the horizon and I have spent the entire night talking to this man. His voice rolls over me like warm syrup and holds my attention like no other person ever has. It’s been an entire week since that first call and so far, we have spoken every night until either, really late or until dawn. I’ve managed to avoid telling him about my insomnia, as he either takes me at my word for not being tired or he insists on hanging up, when he realises how late it is, which I find really sweet. I never thought that I would place Grant and sweet in the same sentence, but it happened, and I was a giggling mess for about ten minutes afterwards. Jack and Anya have noticed a change in my mood, but I have not told them that I’m talking to him. Something is holding me back from saying a
“Buzzzz! Buzzzz! Buzzzz!” I am still wearing the clothes I wore to the shops. My over-large black hoodie, on top of my long sleeve top and baggy black jeans. My buzzer is still being pressed so I drag myself up and cross my flat, in the dark, since it’s not the first time and peak through the viewfinder in the door. Shock ripples through my veins and my heart begins beating faster as I see who is standing on the other side of my door. I don’t believe my eyes, a part of me is excited to find out why he is here, but at the same time, I am scared to let him in. As I watch he presses the buzzer again and I can tell he is not going to go away anytime soon, so I take a deep breath and gingerly open the door. “Grant?” “Hello, Angel.” “What are you doing here? How do you know my address?” “I came to see you. I just returned from my business trip and called to talk, but you weren’t answering
I am glad I came to check on her, her not answering me was the first alarm bell. Then finding her in the dark with dried tears on her cheeks told me that something happened to her since we last spoke. An urge to protect her welled up within me so strongly that I couldn’t control myself and I reached out to touch her. I cannot describe the feeling that coursed through me when she didn’t cower and instead welcomed my touch. But when she showed signs of attraction toward me my walls shattered, and I had to taste her lips. The cool metal of her lip ring combined with the warmth of her plump lips was delicious and addictive. Tingles spread through my own lips as we connected and as I finally gained entrance to taste her mouth, I was amazed by the discovery that she has her tongue pierced. I swear I felt my cock twitch in my pants when my tongue brushed against that metal bar the first time. My mind was awash with erotic ideas for what that will feel like on different parts of my body. M
I kept Lobo for myself because he was the smallest, so I make a mental reminder to introduce them sometime. “As for wild animals, I love black panthers, they are sleek and dangerous but graceful at the same time.” “Ah I can see why you like those, I am also a dog person, and my favourite wild animal is actually the swan.” “Really? Why?” “I think it is because they tend to stick to one mate once they pair up and have you ever noticed how protective the male can be over his mate when nesting?” “Hmm yeah, I can see that and why that would be something to envy or aspire to. I must admit that it surprises me a little that you would choose them for that reason. I like it though.” We smile and the atmosphere between us is nice, there is no tension, no awkwardness lingering due to our kiss. Only simple companionship and I am enjoying this immensely. But time is ticking and however much I am enjoying this time with her, I need to know what happened to her. “Angela? Will you please tell
I chuckle and carefully raise myself into a sitting position, before standing and showing him where the bathroom is. Waking up in his arms was a surprise, but only because I felt comfortable there. That is what shocked me the most, never have I felt comfortable to be touched or held by any man, but somehow with Grant it is different. I busy myself with making coffee and grab ingredients to make pancakes for breakfast. Grant comes back as I am pouring the first batch of batter into the pan to cook. “Pancakes? You are spoiling me Angel.” “Haha, I did say I went shopping yesterday, so I thought I would treat us.” “Mmmm smells delicious.” He walks up behind me and reaches around to hold my waist. I freeze for a moment in surprise but almost immediately relax into his hold and I hear him sigh contently. Clearly, he is happy that I am accepting his touch which again makes me wonder how he noticed in the first place. “Angel can I ask a personal question?” “Mmmhmm.” “Do you have a pho
As though he senses my presence, he glances up from his phone but then his gaze locks onto me and he freezes in place. Breathe, just breathe, give him a moment to process, don’t panic. I repeat my mantra in my head as I stand in place watching his reactions to seeing me out of my baggy clothing. “Angel?” “Yes Grant?” “Are you trying to torture me?” “Um, no?” “Mmmmmm, come here baby.” His groan makes my blood warm, and I slowly walk closer to him as he watches me, similar to how a predator will watch its prey. My palms become sweaty and finally I am standing close enough to him that he can reach out to me. “You were hiding this the entire time?” He gestures to my figure with his hands as his eyes soak in every detail making me feel naked despite wearing two layers of clothes. A nod is all I can manage to acknowledge his question and he smiles. “Incredible, and to think this is potentially all mine.” “Potentially?” “I am not presuming anything right now Angel. I don’t want
I can hear fear creeping into her voice as she whispers down the line. I worry about her. It triggers my need to know what has happened to her in her past to make her so afraid to have contact with anyone. “Okay, well first thing is first, do not, under any circumstances hang up this call, understood.” “Uh huh, what if I should need to make a call?” “Tell me and I will have Ellis make it for you.” “Okay, what is two?” “Use the peephole to see who it is. Do not open the door unless you are sure that the person has no ill intent.” “Okay I am going over, don’t talk.” I hold my breath as I listen to her taking soft steps towards the door. “Angela!” A muffled shout comes across the line which I assume came from whoever is the other side of her door. Clearly, it’s a male and he knows her personally, from the use of her full name, but I hear her take a sharp intake of breathe. “Oh no!”