Maya's PovThe house was quiet in a way that had my nerves humming. The kids had gone to bed earlier than usual, exhausted from the day's excitement. The laughter at dinner still echoed in the walls like a soft reverberation. I was stacking dishes when Adam's voice came from behind me."Staying up a little longer?"I looked around. He stood at the border of the dining space, hands in pockets, eyes unreadable but something within them shone. There was unspoken tension hung in air and I didn't know how I felt about that. I nodded slowly. "Maybe."We sat in the living room, the lights dimmed to a gentle buzz. He poured two wines and handed me one. We didn't speak for a while. It wasn't awkward silence, it was tense, filled with all the things we hadn't spoken in days, weeks.I looked at him, the warmth of the wine spreading through my chest. He wasn't looking at me. He was staring into the fireplace as if he wasn't there. "Grief… changed me," he started. "Made me quiet, cold, functional
Maya PovThe silence of the night wrapped around me like a thick blanket, but I couldn't sleep. I turned, tossed and turned again. My body was restless, my skin humming, my heart aching for something I couldn’t name….no, I could. Him. He wasn't in, probably working again. I crept out of bed, barefoot, my silk robe brushing my thighs as I padded softly down the hallway. A light glowed from the kitchen. I moved toward it like a moth to flame. And there he was.Adam stood by the sink, shirtless, a glass of water in hand, his sweatpants hanging low on his hips. Moonlight spilled in from the window, highlighting the sharp lines of his body, the curve of his muscles, the broad strength of his shoulders. His hair was scattered like he’d been dragging his hands through it just like he was doing now.I didn't know what to do so I looked up. He didn’t speak. Something shifted between us, something unspoken but undeniable. My chest rose and fell too quickly as I stepped forward. He didn’t move
Maya POVIt was one of those rare afternoons when the house seemed to hum with a quiet kind of peace. I’d just cleared up after breakfast, and Sami was in the den drawing pictures of dragons in space. It's his is newest obsession. Lee helped him outline fire and stars in bright neon markers. Adam had escaped to his office several hours earlier and hadn't stepped out since then. I had suspected he was lost in one of his whirlpool work storms again.I headed down the hall to the den as I heard the distant hum of voices. There were faint voices that were subdued. I stepped back, my feet light on the hardwood floor. I recognized Adam's voice and Lee's laugh. She wasn't exactly giggling, it was that low, controlled laugh one gives when they are in on something mischievous. I raised an eyebrow as I approached them. “Am I supposed to be worried that I am being left out of an utterly yummy conversation?" I interrupted, sagging into the doorway with a melodramatic gasp.They both snapped thei
Maya's POVMy wine glass was half full. Adam's words hovered over us, warm and comforting like a blanket."You're not just the light in my house, Maya. You're the reason I still want to build one."I don't know how long we sat there. Minutes… maybe an hour but we didn't talk anymore. We didn't have a need to. The silence between us was the kind that didn't need to be disturbed. It spoke everything through the nearness of our shoulders and the sky over our heads. This silence felt like home. A while later, Adam suggested we head inside. I was slowly getting used to him sleeping in my bed. We didn't necessarily need to be intimate, we just enjoyed each others warmth andcompany. We were barely setteled in when we heard a soft knock on the door. It sounded like who ever was there wasn't sure they should disturb our peace but did it anyway.Adam's eyebrows shot up."I'll get it," I said, standing up and moving towards the door. As I pushed open the door, the hallway light fell on a tiny
Adam's POVThe cursor throbbed like a pulse in the corner of my screen taunting me, ticking away the minutes I'd already lost. The document sat open on my desk, my scrawled notes lying in jagged splinters around it like confetti at a party that never even happened. It just wouldn't add up. The figures refused to add up and the deeper I went into it, the more the answer seemed to be before me, laughing at my ineptitude.I'd been here for hours. My shoulders were tight, and my jaw locked in rage. I leaned back in the chair and let out a sigh that had been stuck in throat all day.The filing was damning! This was a merger of two of my firm's tech subsidiaries, one of which had a massive cybersecurity expansion on the cards. It had to be air-tight, and I was the final pair of eyes. But there was something not quite right in the financial flow through provision. I had checked it, reworked it and even started the entire section again from scratch. But I still stopped at a dead end.I didn't
Maya's POV It started with the ragged sound of his breathing.His steady breathing usually lulled me to sleep whenever I slept next to him, but right now, it was a harsh, irregular gulp. As if he was drowning in the middle of the desert. I opened my eyes and was shaken by the sight of the thick darkness, the moonlight cutting through the blinds in narrow strips. I turned my head swiftly. Adam was still sleeping but he was struggling and trembling. He was soaked in his own sweet and he wimpered below the sheets. “Adam.” No response. “Adam.” I called again and he jerked up with a start. I watched him try to understand what was happening and slowly he rose into a sitting position. Adam sat along the edge of the bed, elbows on knees, with his head bent low. The sheet had fallen from his back, showing the tight lines of his shoulders, the contour of his muscles beneath skin. His hands were clenched in his hair. I stood up slowly. "Adam?"He didn't stir. I bent over, tracing my hand d