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Chapter Seven

Lilith

He looked at me, and I knew he heard me loud and clear. But he wasn’t going to accept it. He was still out to protect himself from hurting anyone else. Stubborn man.

But he was my man, and I wasn’t backing down. I’d just have to prove to him that we made the right decision. This was no light matter for me; I’d chosen to marry him after I had decided years ago I wouldn’t marry again unless it was to the man I truly wanted to be with forever.

“I can’t do this.” He stood and started moving toward the door. I probably should have stopped him, but I could tell he needed more time to process this new info of me not going anywhere. He had probably hoped I would call this thing one big mistake and wait out the month without him as he planned.

“See you later, honey,” I called out to him as he left, using the pet name that wasn’t truly his. He would get Star back when the man I married was back.

I looked around, thinking about what to do until he returned. I wasn’t going to stay here; I hadn’t really brought anything to add to his home because I knew he was going to fight this. No sense in packing everything up just to be tossed out. Plus the life of a minimalist did have its appeal. Half of the stuff that cluttered my home was just that, clutter. I didn’t care for most of it; it was just there.

My stomach growled, and I decided to look for some food.

He didn’t have too much, but I found some fruity cereal and made it my bitch.

Once my belly was full, I quickly became bored. I needed to do something as I waited for Leon to either come home or hide somewhere, so I could find him.  I was good at finding people, so he could run, but I would follow. He wasn’t going to get out of this month easily with me. Nope. I was going to fight for him, whether he thought himself worthy or not.

With my purse in tow, I left the boat and went out into Seahill to find some mischief.

Using the special bronze key to the small warehouse I’d rented a year ago, I grinned as I opened the door to see my favorite place to be.

I set my bag on the plush purple love seat that was to my right and slipped off my heels. Turning back around, I locked the door and pushed down my skirt until it lay in a puddle on the floor. Freedom.  I had a love-hate relationship with clothes. I loved them because of how fun they were, but there was nothing like being able to move and being in your own skin.

In nothing but my cropped shirt and lace panties, I walked over on my dancer’s feet toward my silks.

My fingers lightly grazed the soft material, like a lover’s touch. Silks had been my only reprieve from the dangers of my mind for a while. I’d finally gotten control of myself, but there had been a time where the only silence I could get was when I was all tangled up in my silks, hanging from the ceiling.

I walked around it once before gripping tight above my head and began pulling myself up the strong fabric till I was about halfway up. Aerial dance was not for the weak; you had to be strong to hold yourself up and move with grace.

“Play ‘Make It Rain,’” I told my little electronic slave, and the sexy, sultry beats of Ed Sheeran’s version of the bluesy song started to echo around the space.

The music wrapped itself around my skin, and I let my body move with the flow, dancing with the two long, silk fabrics as my only hold onto the earth.

Twisting, turning, upside down, and all around…My mind was on silent as I moved with the music.

When my muscles ached from the exertion of strength, I tied the silks together into a hammock and cocooned myself inside it, letting my mind slowly open, one section at a time.

With my eyes closed, I started to think of the look in Leon’s eyes when I knew he was mine forever.

It was the look that would drive me to do anything for him. To protect him, to bring him back from his pit of despair.

That look was burned into my brain.

Wanting to see where his head was now, and if he had gone back to the boat, I decided it was time to get dressed and go find out.

I was probably a mile down the street when I spotted the familiar face of the man I was looking for, but he wasn’t alone. Instead of walking right up to him, I stood to the side of the brick building between us and eavesdropped instead.

“Stay at the Society for the rest of the month. You don’t have to participate unless you want to; I’ll give you a key card if you change your mind.  I’ll also fix your boat up, and when the month is over, we part ways with no expectations.” The stranger spoke to him with confidence, as if knowing very well Leon was going to take him up on his offer. It does sound like a good one; Leon can hide from me, and not be a part of what this man is actually up to. Although he obviously wanted Leon very badly to do so much with no guarantee of return.

“Probably don’t even need to answer; you know I’m gonna do it, Phillip.”  Leon shook hands with the blond man, and then he was handed a little card.

“Get your stuff and meet me at Pizza Pazza in say, like an hour? I’ll show you around.” The blond man named Phillip walked off, and Leon stood there, looking at the key card, unsure of the choice he’d made. Interesting. Looks like I’ve got some work ahead of me.

First, I need to find out what is happening here. Who is Phillip? And what is this society that he wants Leon to be a part of?