A feather like touch caressing over my upper arm wakes me up. I shield my face from the light by snuggling deeper into the warmth I know is my husband.  I've come to accept what an octopus I become in my sleep. And he's just so warm. Then again, he's never complained and until he does, I refuse to blame myself for something I do in my sleep.    Smooth fingers run through my hair as if to say

            It's at least ten minutes since we've being driving. Since then, the houses we've passed are huge Italian styled mansions. Makes me believe everyone close by is part of the family one way or the other. I suppose it will be easier to keep everyone save if there was an attack or something. Mama always said the family is stronger together.   For the next minutes I play with my phone checking out the apps. In my contact I have only three names. Danilo, Dominiko and Miguel. Who is Miguel? I pondered.   I get bored and stared out the window, counting the houses we pass by.   "Can I go out today?" I ask, still looking out the window.   Dominiko who has being operating his phone since he got into the car replied.   "No" not even taking his eyes from his phone.   "Why not!" I cried.

I feel fingertips over my arms, shoulders. My face, cheeks, eyes, my lips. I blinked awake slowly. Pitch blackness greets me. I register the feeling again, this time over my neck, my chin before coming back to my mouth. Is someone touching me? “Niko?" I call out, traces of sleep still cling to my voice. "Hmm?" someone hums directly in front on me. I feel hot air, breath on my neck. Soft hair tickles my cheek. I move my hands blindly in the dark. "Is that you?" I ask. "Always" he says, his lips trace the shell of my ear before nipping. I claps smooth skin moving my touch upward until I feel silky strands of hair, his shoulders. His lips trail open-mouthed kisses down my neck, shoulders. As he goes lower my silk night gown follows pooling on my hips. My breath hitches when he pulls off the bed covers. My mind immediately goes to his insult from earlier and I'm tempted to kick him off me. he kisses the valley between my breasts, his palm massages my

*** "Oh my God" I gaped at the scene in front of me. "he killed him!" I gasped.   "I know right" Tommy chuckles at me. I shifted my gaze to him, wondering at his audacity to laugh at a scene like this.   “How can you be laughing?” I asked. The man on the TV just pushed a little boy off a tall building.Silence fills the room for about half an hour before the episode comes to an end.   "Fast forward it.  I want to know what happens next. I need to know what happens next!" exclaimed pointing at the TV where names and credits are coming up just as it has at the end of every episode.         I reach into the bowl of popcorn my palm comes up empty.   "We need more popcorn" empty bottles of sodas are laying on the floor.  When did we go through the snacks? "And drinks too."   "Fine, I'll pause it." Tommy rolls hi

    "Why are you upset?" I try not to jerk away from the voice that whispered in my ear.   "I'm not upset" I say, looking out the window, that's a lie. I am very much upset. I'm just surprised he noticed.       Niko wraps his arm around my middle and pulls my back against his front. Until I’m practically sitting on his lap.   "You are a shit liar." he pauses "Did something happen?"   Like you care, I'm tempted to say but I bite my tongue, pursing my lips unattractively but at this moment I am unable to bring myself to care.   "Just a little tired" I reply after a moment feeling stupid that I allow that woman to upset me.       After the bathroom thing with Eliza, I'd gone back to the table, my mood sour. We only mingled for a while longer and engaged I'm a few conversations.