Page 27 of Day

“I think a day like this requires pizza.” Rose sighed and tried to stretch in Draco’s lap.

“Oh, yes! I agree!” Lilith exclaimed.

So pizza was ordered, and Phillip went up to get it. He spoiled his sister like none other.

We chatted about inconsequential subjects while we ate, and then everyone went in their own directions, leaving Lilith and me alone in the room. Many things had been running through my mind when it came to her. I was an over thinker, a trait that had only gotten worse over time. It’d been over ten years, and I still wished for the old days, when I was more carefree. Maybe then I wouldn’t drag everyone down all the time.

“Why’d you become a spy?” I blurted out a question I’d been thinking over, and though that shouldn’t have been the first question out of my mouth to open up conversation with her, it was too late to change it.

She tilted her head and then crawled on the couch, catlike, toward me.

“I didn’t choose to,” she purred, and with those long legs of hers, she stretched out and crept in front of me.  I listened with complete attention on her words, and not her seductive body, as she moved to my lap.

“My parents, however illegal it was, sold me as a child to their wealthy friend so they would be set for life.  He had me trained, and then used me for anything he needed. Mostly doing the dirty work for his own illegal operations.” She rubbed against me and closed her eyes. She was a contradiction I couldn’t put my finger on. She was unhinged, but yet a precise killer. She had been abused, and although I didn’t know how far that abuse went, she had mentioned that first day that she’d had broken bones by the hands of men. Right now she sat here on my lap, emitting pure sexual vibes.

“You were just a child.” Her hips swayed across my own, and then her eyes met mine. I saw it then—the vulnerability that she covered up with sexuality.

My hands went to her hips, not to encourage the rhythm but to stop her movement.

“You didn’t deserve that,” I told her, and she looked at my face with a serious gaze.

“I didn’t, but I’m alive, and I am the queen of my universe. The past doesn’t drag me down, Leon, only the thought of not living every day of my freedom the way I want to.” She placed her hands on mine and went back to moving over me.

“I’ve missed your lips, Leon,” she whispered. Despite being unsure about her, and having run from her since I woke up in the boat, everything had changed. I could give her this moment, an escape from the past that was still locked inside her brain, causing chaos.

I thought back to that moment when I first saw her dancing in the cage at the club. I’d wondered what it would have been like to act upon my feelings to walk over and kiss her.

Those lips were waiting for me now, and I would give in. Just for this moment.