“So, is he in the same condition?” I asked as my index did slow circles on his leg.
“That's right.” His breath hit my temple and then left a soft kiss there.
We woke up about fifteen minutes ago when Mark's phone rang.
It was Alex informing him that his cook was still in the same state as yesterday. I had delighted myself watching him move from one side to the other across the room without caring that he was completely naked while talking to his head of security.
I was hypnotized seeing his body. The fricking man had obliques that could turn an intelligent girl into a very idiot one.
For example, me.
And his ass? Better not touch that subject.
After finishing the call, he had gone back to bed, this time dragging me into his arms and that is how we were right now.
Me being swallowed by his body.
My head was re
“So, you’llhave itthe twenty-third?” Iasked her writing down in my personal diary.“Yes,Mr. Sanders.By Wednesday twenty-thirdin the morning, you can come and get it.”I was thrilled to imagine Olivia's face when she discovered my Christmas present.“Great.” I looked up when the door suddenly opened “Well,Andrea, I'll see you that day.”I hung up without taking my eyes off from a very angry Alex.“Can you tell what the fuck are you playing?!” Heyelled, surprising me by his condition.“And is it possible to know what’s happening with you?” I said somewhat amazed.“Don´t act like a stupid Mark. Not with me!”I looked at him dumbfounded from my seat, still not believing the state in which my head of security was.“Well...” I got up slowly, closing the butto
“I know you're awake, love.” I sat next to her, putting her coffee cup on the table,and kissed her temple “Good morning...”“Shh.” She said turning around “I'm super tired... Let me sleep more.”I saw her amused for a few seconds and then I lay down next to her, hugging her from behind.“Are you sure you're just tired?” I asked pulling her closer to me “Or is it something else?”“You fucked mu brain out last night, Mark.” She said turning to look at me seriously “Of course I'm tired.You looked like a fucking rabbit in the middle of mating season.”I did my best not to laugh.“I didn't hear you complain...”“Well, you do now.”She tried to roll over again, but I pinned her down with my body.“No.” shebegan to push me “I refuse to do it again, everything hurts.”
When Mark saidhome was a safe house.I thought he meant his apartment in Manhattan.I thought we would go to the hotel where we were staying, we would take the helicopter and infivehours we would be inhome.But apparently when he said home, he meant his old home, here inBurbankwhere we had met.“I can't believe it, Mark.” I said looking around the living room from his old apartment “What are we doing here?”“Alex suggested that we had to have a standby place and leave it unknown.”Iturnedtolookathim,but he looked away quickly.“Shall we?” Hestarted to pull me towards his oldroom,but I stopped us.“I'm not going in there.” I stubbornly crossing my arms.“Honey.” hesighed heavily “I'm tired, I want to take off these clothes
Amazing.It all looked like that:Amazing.I went from being in a room with my boyfriend, kissingmeand trying to make me forget my worst nightmare, to living it directly and with even worse scenarios than I had ever imagined.Theworstthingwas that, although the danger had passed and Tom was no longer a threat to me,thanks to my rapist's father, mynerves were still on edge.At the time, we were in the hospitalwaitingthat Mark’s surgery ended, which had started three hours ago.We didn’t know anything abouthim.Apparently,the bullet had grazed his left clavicle, but that wasn’t the dangerous thing, the dangerous thing was that the bullet hadn’t come out and that it had passed very close to a main artery that led directly to the heart, therefore, they had to see if it hadn't been touched, otherwise he might bleed to death.&ldquo
“What are you doing?” I asked as I leaned against the door frame of our room.“Getting dressed.” He answered while struggling with the dress shirt he wastrying toputon.“I understand that.” I saw how he tried to insert the button through the buttonhole of the shirt, while his bad arm was still inside of it,in the sling he had to wear until he was approved “What I don´t understand is why.”“Because I have to go to work, Olivia.That’s why.”“Youcould at least look at me when you talk to me, Mark.Your eyes are not on the back of your neck.”“I'm not in the mood for this.” He gave up with the shirt and went to the dressing room to see what worked for him.“I've been dealing with your mood for 3 days, or in this case, the lack of it.”“Well, that's your problem...”I looked
“Whowere you talking to?” I asked to Alex when he hung up.“Man, you realized I’m here...”“Knowing and ignoring are two different things...Who were you talking to?”“With Pierre.” Heanswered sighing “He’s with Olivia.”“Is she okay?” Iquestioned moving uncomfortably in my chair.God, how had I screwed everything up.I still didn't believe the absurdityof that fight.I had no right to feel the way I did, when she was the one who got the worst of everything and even that way, she always had a smile ready to show and was happy all the time.And now I was terrified at the idea that she would leave me for mystupidity.God… Ihad beenso invested in my own pity that I hadn't stopped for a second to ask her about her bruised face.“Hetold me she was fine.” Alex sa
After our little altercation, in which Olivia in a funny way, for her, told me that she was leaving me, things were excellent.The only outburst we had since then,was when she knew I had an eye surgery afew years ago.She sent me to hell, when she knew I did it to please Jessica at the beginning of our relationship, since she had said that she couldn’t see my eyes through them.“I never would have forced you to do something like that!” She exclaimed that night “She really was a bitch for trying to changewho you are...”That night we had slept with our backs to each other, but atsome point inthe morning, I had felt her arm tightening on my stomach and that was when I was finally able to sleep peacefully.After that episode, we fell into a routinethat,for me, was the best.Thanks to Elizabeth and me,Olivia haddecided to open a new Cra
“What?!” Iexclaimed astonished.I stared at Gabriel, my gynecologist since I had arrived from Spain afew years ago, in shock.“That you are pregnant, Olivia.” Heanswered pleased “Congratulations...”“It’s impossible I’mpregnant!” Iexpressed covering my face with my hands “You placed the IUD yourself. How could it be that I got pregnant with that on?”“All contraceptive methods have their risk percentage.” Heexplained “You were the 1% of this.”“You put a fuckingT-shaped device inmy vagina topreventmen's swimmers from entering my ovaries, Gabriel.” I looked at him feeling that panic took over my body “Then explain to me how just happened the opposite.”“Maybe you made a sudden movement that took it from place.” hesaid with a sh