Argent
“We still haven’t been able to locate Sebastian. It’s like he disappeared off the face of the earth. We’ve alerted every airport, but none have reported seeing someone that matches his description. Right now, we’re working on retrieving the true flight manifest because the one they used was false.”
Mateo hands me a file. “They were good at hiding their evidence. They didn’t even log Sebastian’s flight. However, they didn’t account for other airports logging flights that have passed through. It’s all a matter of finding which one.”
I wipe my palm across my jaw and lean back in my chair with an exhausted sigh. “Alright. Is that all?”
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Penelope I woke up alone in bed this morning. Argent was my first, and he left me as if last night didn’t mean anything to him. Okay, so maybe I seduced him, but he didn’t push me away. Lying back on the bed, I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I didn’t know that sex could be so all-consuming. The way Argent’s body molded to mine and the feel of him bringing me to pleasure was like nothing I’ve ever felt before. However, all I feel now is a hollowness inside my heart. Since we met, I’ve felt this connection to Argent, and an urgent need has overwhelmed me. He’s so aloof and broody that even now, I don’t know if he wants me or if I was just a convenient lay. Instead of feeling sexy, I feel unsure and used.&nb
Argent I reread Penelope’s texts, my heart aching as I sort through her replies. Her sadness resonates over every word. She didn’t deserve to be treated the way I treated her. She should have been with someone who would hold her in the morning and tell her how amazing she was. I should have stayed. I wanted to stay. I guess I am the coward she labeled me. She doesn’t know it, but I’m the one who bought her painting. I emailed the artist and paid him an extraordinary amount of money for it. I didn’t want him to know who I was, so I had a private company take care of the process. The painting is now hanging in my weapon’s room where no one but I can see it. Right now, I’m
Penelope OMG…I just had phone sex with Argent. Of all the things I expected after our sad text session hours ago, I didn’t expect him to call me and confess how he felt. A happy smile spreads across my lips at the thought of what just occurred. I can’t believe that I just masturbated while on the phone with Argent. I won’t pretend that it didn’t feel good because that would be a lie, and he loved it. I could tell by his tortured groans. Rising from the bed, I slip on my pajamas and make my way to the living room. Apollo pads behind me, his nails clicking across the linoleum floor. Lyria is already up and making breakfast for both of us. “Hey, you’re up early.” Her eyebrows
Argent “Extend your fist this way to avoid hurting yourself.” I extend my fist to show Penelope what I want her to do. After a long bout of hot, sweaty sex, I pulled her from my bed and made her change into a sports bra and yoga shorts so that I could teach her how to fight and protect herself in case I need her to. I know I’m teaching her how to fight, but all Penelope can do is gape at me. She looks like every man’s wet dream in her little shorts and top. I have to stifle a groan every time she moves. She’s sleek and curved like a cat. I have to stop talking when she licks her lips and slides her hands down my chest and abs. “Are you listening to me?” I ask.&nb
Penelope He didn’t say it back. I mean, I didn’t expect him to, and I was so exhausted that I blurted it out without a thought. However, I can’t pretend that I didn’t mean what I said. I’m in love with him. Of course, I should have chosen a better venue to say it. Or even waited a while longer, but I can’t deny that I felt it. However, in the light of day, all I feel is regret. And it’s only worse because he’s not lying next to me this morning. Over the past several weeks, he has made sure to wake up next to me or wake me up before he goes, but he didn’t this time. Heart in my throat, I swallow down my trepidation, rise from the bed, and reach for my dress. I’m not sure that I
Argent I blow out a breath and watch as Penelope walks out the door. Hearing her tell me that she loves me is a painful yet exhilarating feeling. However, I meant what I said to her. I need time. She’s everything to me, but I’m not sure that I’m ready to move beyond where we are. I can’t think about this anymore. There are far too many things running through my mind. One of them is what I should do about Sebastian. So many questions had arisen from my search when I had no doubts before. I know, Sebastian. He and I trained together. We were closer than brothers. It makes no sense to me how he would have been so sloppy in handling his disappearance. Even the way he handled getting rid of the evidence of his
Penelope Being in love is scary. Especially when you realize that you’re alone in love. It has been days since my encounter in Argent’s house. He texted me the other day to inform me he would be out of town, but that was the only communication I received. It’s killing me that he hasn’t told me anything. I don’t know if we’re over or we’re taking a break. It’s maddening. Not wanting to waste a beautiful day indoors, I decided to go to the local bazaar. Lyria and I discovered the bazaar a couple of months ago. Like in the states, local merchants meet in the town square to sell their wares. The bazaar is alive with street performers, restaurants, and small kiosks that showcase various merchandise. Lyria and I loved it.&n
Argent The flight is uneventful, and Logan instantly meets me as soon as I get to the airport. “It’s good to see you, Argent.” He shakes my hand stiffly. “It’s good to see you too, Logan,” I reply firmly. Logan turns and gestures for me to follow. “I know you’re in a hurry, so I took the liberty of making a reservation at a nearby restaurant where we can sit and talk.” I nod my head and follow him. “Thanks, Logan. I truly appreciate you taking the time to help.”&nb