Internal Torment

Instead of speaking Lilly decided to stretch placing her legs across Brayden’s lap. She was sure to remove her shoes before doing so and then said, “Since you were such a dick this morning why don’t you make it up by giving me a foot massage.”

“Lilliana!” Claire said out of total shock from Lilly’s language.

“Claire, until I know what’s going on I would prefer you not use the name my parents gave me. I don’t really like that name please call me Lilly.” Lilly said with a small smile before she felt Brayden actually start rubbing her feet, she looked over to him before she half smiled.

“You told me to.” Brayden said with a small shrug before adding only for her. ‘You really think I’m going to turn down touching you after what you just put me through?’

‘You deserved it!’ Lilly said trying to fight back a moan from the pleasure she was receiving from a simple foot rub.

“Claire.” James said from the driver’s seat, to which Claire only hummed. “You said they lost their memory.”

“Yes?” Claire said only to have Brayden pause rubbing Lilly’s feet and look up.

“How much of their memory?” James asked looking back in the mirror to lock eyes with Brayden then Lilly before returning to the road.

Claire then exhaled deeply before finally admitting, “Almost all of it.”

‘What the hell?’ Lilly asked Brayden to which he continued rubbing her feet while watching her face.

‘I don’t know, let’s just let them talk. We can figure it out later.’ Brayden said before looking back up to see his dad watching him in the mirror, this caused Brayden to smile an innocent smile. ‘I think my dad knows what you did.’

‘Good.’ Lilly said before slowly moving her foot not currently held by Brayden’s hands toward his center before she continued. ‘Then it won’t be so awkward for you to explain why you’re so hard when you get out of the car.’

‘I’m not…’ Before Brayden could finish his sentence Lilly put her heel right on Brayden’s sensitive spot causing him to groan again. Then Lilly couldn’t help but smirk as she slowly began spinning her foot around Brayden’s lap until she felt his pants begin to tighten under her foot.

‘Not what?’ Lilly asked tilting her head watching his reaction before stopping and looking out the window behind them.

‘I want to say I hate you.’ Brayden said taking Lilly’s once free foot into his hands before he began kneading it and then smirked. ‘I guess this is just what you have to look forward to when we get wherever we’re going.’

‘What are you talking about?’ Lilly said scrunching her eyebrows together in total confusion.

‘Oh you’ll see.’ Brayden said before pausing to look Lilly in the eyes then continued. ‘Put it this way, it won’t be your feet my fingers will be kneading.’

Lilly felt her face blush before she was pulling her feet away from Brayden’s lap and she was punching his arm before turning back to face the window. Ignoring everything being said in the car and watching the window outside was extremely relaxing, more than she expected it to be, she felt herself drifting to sleep.

'Hey Lil' Brayden used their newfound link to talk to her instead of speaking out loud. The last he did this caused a lot of unwanted, or well unexpected feelings between the two. She didn't respond and just shifted as if letting him know he was being ignored.

Brayden laughed then placed her favorite blanket on her saying. 'I was going to ask if you're cold but you're shivering so here. Go to sleep I'll wake you if anything exciting happens. I know my Lil loves the gossip.'  She couldn't help but laugh as she felt the seat move from his obvious dance as he said gossip. 'Really though take a nap. I got you.'

Hearing the familiar words she knew everything would be fine and she couldn't help but respond. 'Always!'

Then Lilly felt a weird pull, or weird pinch in her mind causing her to feel uncomfortable and tried blinking it away. Lilly turned to see him holding his necklace in hand watching out the window. She hated when he went into super protective mode as if she couldn't protect herself. He acted like he was some warrior or protector and she was some fragile figure. Lilly had whooped his ass more times than he could count or wanted to admit. This always made her furious and would normally end in them wrestling until someone tapped out or Claire got involved with her wooden spoon. But then again right now she didn't care she was too tired. Lilly placed her head on her arm against the window and went to sleep.

Brayden snuck a peek into Lilly's mind, to see if she was awake causing her to stir slightly. Thankfully just last week he had been reading about mind links. Brayden knew if one person were sleeping the other could see their dreams. If Lilly were asleep he would be able to finally get some answers. Who Claire is as if she's not Lilly's mother? If James really was his father and who exactly this Ivan guy was. Seeing Lilly's dream was now causing him to regret it, the second he saw the sun shining he remembered how she had said her description earlier was a dream. He watched as things became clear and in the field stood two children playing in the tall grass. Sighing thankful that she wasn’t having a heated dream so it was easier for him to withdraw from her dream.

"So..." He watched Claire as he spoke. The car was spacious enough to put her in a bucket seat facing him and Lilly. Thankfully she had been too busy watching Ivan sitting in front of her as if they were lost in their own little world. He could only imagine how awkward that conversation could be explaining his shifting in his seat and Lilly’s face blushing while he smirked. That was obviously what his father had been looking at him in the mirror with a knowing look for. Hey they’re teenagers that just found out they’re soulmates, he can’t really expect much different. The memory of what Lilly had said was in a dream was making him again feel uncomfortably hot in the small car. Too many people were in the small space and it was hard for him to continue hiding how he was feeling with the thought of her smooth voice detailing their movements. If she’s dreaming stuff like that what else is going on in that pretty little head? Brayden needed a distraction from his thoughts and he needed one fast.

"So?" Claire returned the stare with equal questioning.

"I have a few questions." Brayden paused trying to decide where to begin.