into the restroom, closing the door behind me. I caught a glance in myself in the mirror and stopped. I laughed, so that's what he was smiling at, hickeys everywhere.
When I was done I climbed back into bed with Isaiah. "You made me into a work of art," I said brightly and he smiled.
"No, you were already a work of art. I just added me own personal touches."
"Well, feel free to do it anytime," I had barely finished my sentence before he had me pinned under him, his lips to my neck. I tilted my head back and laughed. The pain and pleasure mixed and I moaned. He moved and his mouth was on mine in an instant, hot and passionate. I couldn't believe he didn't have morning breath! It was a nice surprise. His bare body was pinned to mine and I could feel every inch of him. My arms and legs wrapped around him, pulling him closer.
----
We didn't stay in bed all day like we planned because he got another phone call. He was pissed. He cursed and threw on his clothes, giving me a smoldering kiss before he left, promising me he'd be back later.
I lounged in bed, not really doing anything. I couldn't get my mind off of Isaiah. I thought after having sex with him, he'd be out of my system. But really I just wanted more and more of him. This would be the hardest mission to go through with. I could just tell Isaiah and see his reaction. If he really loved me, like he claimed, he would be willing to run away with me.
But they'd find us. Both my Boss and his would search until the end to get to us. We'd never be able to settle down, we couldn't have a true life. But did we have that now? He killed people for a living, and I destroyed them. What kind of life was that? I knew that there was no way we'd work out, but I wanted it. With all that was left of my heart I wanted it.
I knew that Derek was getting impatient, but I planned to keep Isaiah around as long as I could. I would keep making excuses and telling Derek off. Maybe he'd get sick of me blowing him off and have me killed as well. Then at least I wouldn't be living without Isaiah. I doubted, after him, that I would be able to do my job as well as I use to.
I would also ask Derek if he wouldn't mention me to Isaiah when he killed him. He didn't need to know about me. I would break up with him and let Derek do what he wanted, but I wouldn't have any part of the actual killing. I wouldn't let Isaiah know I betrayed him like that.
I was shaken from my thoughts by my phone ringing. I answered it and was met with Derek's voice. I was surprised he called me after our last conversation. "Another one's gone Delilah. Just a guy low on our list, but still. I think they're getting rid of the small guys before coming after the big ones," he spoke fast.
"Then you'll be the last to die, so no worries Derek," I said in a dull tone.
"As if they could get to me," his voice was cocky but had an edge to it. He was scared but too macho to admit it.
"So, what do you want? Just to tell me another nameless person was offed? Well, thanks. Bye now," I went to hang up the phone, but heard him yelling.
"Wait! Are you getting through to that guy yet?" He asked me. I sighed. I was going to lie to him so I could keep Isaiah longer.
"Not really. He's a tough nut to crack, but slowly he's coming around. Don't worry. I got this. Like I said, it's going to take longer than usual. Plus I like being in high school again. It's fun, so have patience with me please?" I asked. He was silent briefly.
"Did you just say please?" He was stunned.
"Politeness gets me places with this guy, so I keep on the façade, don't get use to it," just then I heard my front door open. "He's here, got to go," I hung up the phone and met Isaiah downstairs. Like all of the other times he was shaky. I ran up to him and gathered him in a tight hug. He practically crushed me in his grip before pushing me away so his mouth could meet mine in a rough kiss that I was always
When I was done I climbed back into bed with Isaiah. "You made me into a work of art," I said brightly and he smiled.
"No, you were already a work of art. I just added me own personal touches."
"Well, feel free to do it anytime," I had barely finished my sentence before he had me pinned under him, his lips to my neck. I tilted my head back and laughed. The pain and pleasure mixed and I moaned. He moved and his mouth was on mine in an instant, hot and passionate. I couldn't believe he didn't have morning breath! It was a nice surprise. His bare body was pinned to mine and I could feel every inch of him. My arms and legs wrapped around him, pulling him closer.
----
We didn't stay in bed all day like we planned because he got another phone call. He was pissed. He cursed and threw on his clothes, giving me a smoldering kiss before he left, promising me he'd be back later.
I lounged in bed, not really doing anything. I couldn't get my mind off of Isaiah. I thought after having sex with him, he'd be out of my system. But really I just wanted more and more of him. This would be the hardest mission to go through with. I could just tell Isaiah and see his reaction. If he really loved me, like he claimed, he would be willing to run away with me.
But they'd find us. Both my Boss and his would search until the end to get to us. We'd never be able to settle down, we couldn't have a true life. But did we have that now? He killed people for a living, and I destroyed them. What kind of life was that? I knew that there was no way we'd work out, but I wanted it. With all that was left of my heart I wanted it.
I knew that Derek was getting impatient, but I planned to keep Isaiah around as long as I could. I would keep making excuses and telling Derek off. Maybe he'd get sick of me blowing him off and have me killed as well. Then at least I wouldn't be living without Isaiah. I doubted, after him, that I would be able to do my job as well as I use to.
I would also ask Derek if he wouldn't mention me to Isaiah when he killed him. He didn't need to know about me. I would break up with him and let Derek do what he wanted, but I wouldn't have any part of the actual killing. I wouldn't let Isaiah know I betrayed him like that.
I was shaken from my thoughts by my phone ringing. I answered it and was met with Derek's voice. I was surprised he called me after our last conversation. "Another one's gone Delilah. Just a guy low on our list, but still. I think they're getting rid of the small guys before coming after the big ones," he spoke fast.
"Then you'll be the last to die, so no worries Derek," I said in a dull tone.
"As if they could get to me," his voice was cocky but had an edge to it. He was scared but too macho to admit it.
"So, what do you want? Just to tell me another nameless person was offed? Well, thanks. Bye now," I went to hang up the phone, but heard him yelling.
"Wait! Are you getting through to that guy yet?" He asked me. I sighed. I was going to lie to him so I could keep Isaiah longer.
"Not really. He's a tough nut to crack, but slowly he's coming around. Don't worry. I got this. Like I said, it's going to take longer than usual. Plus I like being in high school again. It's fun, so have patience with me please?" I asked. He was silent briefly.
"Did you just say please?" He was stunned.
"Politeness gets me places with this guy, so I keep on the façade, don't get use to it," just then I heard my front door open. "He's here, got to go," I hung up the phone and met Isaiah downstairs. Like all of the other times he was shaky. I ran up to him and gathered him in a tight hug. He practically crushed me in his grip before pushing me away so his mouth could meet mine in a rough kiss that I was always
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