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
Penelope There’s nothing in this world that I love more than waking up in Argent’s arms. I love that the first things that I see when I wake up are his golden abs, muscular chest, and wide shoulders. I love how his golden hair looks when it’s tousled, and the way his long lashes rest snuggly against his chiseled cheeks, and I love stroking his hair when we make love. His curls are silky and thick like the softest pelt. Unfortunately, he’s out of town, and all I can do is remember and worry about him. Thankfully, Lyria came home earlier than expected and helped distract me from my worries. I lean my arms back against the lounge chair as the sweet rays of the sun caresses my face, and the sounds of the birds chirpin
Argent I reach for my phone, and I dial Mateo’s number. Logan signals for me to proceed as soon as he scrambles my location. From Mateo’s point of view, my location will show that I am in L.A. instead of Manaus. “Argent?” Mateo answers quickly. Thankfully, I never confided with Mateo about our mission to assassinate William Kazik. I’m sure that he would have told Irving and jeopardized the whole mission if he had known. The New York branch, Logan and I, agreed to keep our plan as private as possible. The only reason Jaxon’s men are involved is that they all have a personal grievance against Kazik. “Mateo, I just received a call from a local
Penelope “I love the knitted dress you bought. The color is perfect on you.” I tell Lyria as she rests her shopping bags on the couch. Violet slumps beside me on the couch and puffs out a couple of breaths.After her class ended, she and Violet came over. “Yeah, and the sandals are gorgeous,” Violet says as she sorts through the sushi boxes they picked up on the way home. I like hanging out with my friends, yet, I can’t help the aching pit of anxiety that opens up in my gut when I think about what’s going on with Argent. I didn’t like seeing the cut and scrapes that he came home with last night, but it’s something that I have to accept if I want to be with him. The men left h