Just about. I’m on my way up,” I said as I got out of my car and inserted the keys into my pocket.
“ Good. Good. I’ll see you in twenty,” Toby hesitantly said.
Was something the matter? “Twenty it is.” Cutting the call, I went straight to the lift. A few minutes later, I arrived inside my flat. The throaty, melancholy sounds of Adele greeted me while I navigated my way towards the source of the music.
It was in the kitchen where I found her, on her laptop with coffee and biscotti as expected. Her back was to me; therefore I took my time basking and admiring Sienna from this view.
Coming home to her surely was one of my favorite things to do. Although parting with her when I left for yet another business trip, was my least favored one. This feeling of intoxication, and the sense of completeness within my soul, told me that this was my life’s purpose; to respect, to honor and protect this woman with my undying love, to protect her with my life.
Sienna was my life. My fate centered in this very room, with this very woman .
The thought of losing her had been pounding constantly in my head, like an inkling that tragedy was nearing and I should be aware of it. If they attempted again and they became successful… I’d die with her. Some might see this as a cowardly act, however it certainly made sense to me. How did one live with half a soul? Being half a man? Or even try living with a missing piece of your heart? It was abominable and ungodly to comprehend.
Slowly strolling towards her, a blissful smile pasted on my face when I saw her exit her browser and searched for another file, giving me a glimpse of her screensaver; me, naked, sleeping with her silk robe draped around my private area. She then doctored the photo and wrote MINE over the robe. Back in the day, I used to ponder much of the time whether she felt the same for me, but now, I knew she was just as crazy, just as nonsensical, just as bewitched as I was with her.
“ Il mio cuore. La mia vita. Il mio tutto.” My heart. My life. My everything , I spoke as I wrapped my arms around her, lips trailing kisses around her soft neck, groaning when I smelled her scent. “Ti amo tanto.” I love you so much.
“ You’re home,” Sienna sighed, leaning against my chest before she twisted her neck to kiss me. Her hand was stroking the side of my face as our kiss deepened.
With the softness of her body against mine, the very taste of her lips and the scent of her, it took all the power in me not to consume her on the spot. “Toby is on his way up. We shall continue this reunion the second he leaves.” I grunted when she bit my lip, gently sucking it.
Sienna’s eyes twinkled. “You promise?” she purred, tempting my libido to go haywire.
“ I’m not about to promise you that, cara, because promises were made due to one’s common inability to deliver what was expected from the person.” I nibbled on her lobe, slowly growling from the growing need in my groin. “Your man is a man of action and I can clue you in on just how good he may be.”
“ Well I have some extra time.”
Hell. I seriously had forgotten my friend’s call. “Bollocks. Toby’s on his way over. He said he wanted to speak to me. Could it wait until later? I’ve missed you.”
“ Alright, I’ll go ahead and work on these and you go ahead to talk to him. I’ll go ahead and pop in to say hi soon.” She kissed me, grinning.
I playfully bit into her neck before I finally let go of her, to go meet my friend who should be here any second now. As expected, he was prompt, always on time.
Toby emerged from the lift, looking like a ghost of himself. Frowning with concern, I scanned his face, as he got closer. “Mate, you all right?”
Toby’s blue eyes looked stormy when he shook his head as he strode past me and plopped on the cushion. “Amelia is with child.”
“ Blasted fuck! You’re not serious? Tell me you didn’t shag her after Courchevel?” I questioned,
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