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commissioner back then—to let us get off without any charges and make the paperwork disappear."
"I don't remember meeting him, but he gave me the creeps when I saw him at the hospital."
"Yeah, he's a creeper." He continues, "I've only disobeyed orders twice. That night when I came to pick you up off the bench and the day I saved your life when Viktor tried to kill you three years ago. Viktor was trying to get Bernard's attention. Bernard didn't want me to confront him, but I knew he would take it too far. You coded on the table, and I resuscitated you. I've already told you how that moment affected me."
I nod to let him know I remember his words at the surgery center.
These two hands were meant to worship your body . You opened your eyes and I was salvaged .
"After I saved you, I endured three long years watching you with that Kevin asswipe. I channeled my frustration into building my businesses, jumping out of planes, and kicking ass in the cage. I'm still the only undefeated fighter in my weight class. As soon as you got rid of Kevin"—he drags out his name in a taunting tone—"I approached Bernard for the umpteenth time and convinced him my rank in the organization would be enough to protect you in case Viktor or anyone else decided to go at you again. He saw the misery Kevin had caused you, and I'd proven myself time and again. He knew I would love you to the moon and back, so he declared it was time and brought me into the practice."
He smiles, and I stare at his dimple. "I can only imagine how expectant you must have felt the day I returned to work."
"I admit I was a coward and took my chance in the elevator before you saw me. The connection was so immediate, I tried to hold back, but the energy crackled between us like it had eighteen years before. The first time we came face-to-face, you were flustered after your pornographic activities on my desk, and I was relieved you didn't recognize me. I wanted you to get to know me as the man I am now."
"You were my first," I say in shocked awe.
"I was." He's still smiling. He's proud of this.
"You've loved me all this time?"
"I have."
"My body remembered you," I say. "I just couldn't place you with that night."
"We were only together for a few hours during a dark, stressful night. The two weeks you've known me as an adult have been tumultuous too. You would've put it together on your own eventually. I was going to wait till you were fully recovered, but you need to hear it now."
"I waited for you." He's trusting me with this, and I should be careful not to say anything to compound his guilt, but we are sharing honestly. "I thought you were a jerk for not keeping your word."
"I know. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He presses his forehead to mine. "If I could change it, I would. I was young and stupid. I never should've agreed to let you go. Looking back, I should've told Bernard to fuck off, and we could've been runaways together. We could've slept at Frank's hangar. But Bernard also threatened to throw you in jail for stealing the car. I couldn't let that happen to you. I thought I'd be able to come for you in a few years, and we could start a life together. That obviously didn't happen."
He climbs on the bed and hovers over me, his strong arms like pillars on either side of my shoulders. He doesn't let his hips touch me though.
"My body memorized yours," he says. "The wait was excruciating, but I claimed you here in this bed, and my restless soul found purchase in this world. When I made love to you, I returned to the house that built me."
He lowers his head to press a gentle kiss to my lips. A whimper escapes my mouth as the impact hits me. He's made monumental sacrifices for me. All because of a moment two teenagers shared on a blanket in a field under a starlit sky. The kiss tastes bittersweet as the lost opportunity pierces my heart. A blossoming love squashed by circumstance. What alternate life could we have lived if he didn't leave that night?
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"I don't remember meeting him, but he gave me the creeps when I saw him at the hospital."
"Yeah, he's a creeper." He continues, "I've only disobeyed orders twice. That night when I came to pick you up off the bench and the day I saved your life when Viktor tried to kill you three years ago. Viktor was trying to get Bernard's attention. Bernard didn't want me to confront him, but I knew he would take it too far. You coded on the table, and I resuscitated you. I've already told you how that moment affected me."
I nod to let him know I remember his words at the surgery center.
These two hands were meant to worship your body . You opened your eyes and I was salvaged .
"After I saved you, I endured three long years watching you with that Kevin asswipe. I channeled my frustration into building my businesses, jumping out of planes, and kicking ass in the cage. I'm still the only undefeated fighter in my weight class. As soon as you got rid of Kevin"—he drags out his name in a taunting tone—"I approached Bernard for the umpteenth time and convinced him my rank in the organization would be enough to protect you in case Viktor or anyone else decided to go at you again. He saw the misery Kevin had caused you, and I'd proven myself time and again. He knew I would love you to the moon and back, so he declared it was time and brought me into the practice."
He smiles, and I stare at his dimple. "I can only imagine how expectant you must have felt the day I returned to work."
"I admit I was a coward and took my chance in the elevator before you saw me. The connection was so immediate, I tried to hold back, but the energy crackled between us like it had eighteen years before. The first time we came face-to-face, you were flustered after your pornographic activities on my desk, and I was relieved you didn't recognize me. I wanted you to get to know me as the man I am now."
"You were my first," I say in shocked awe.
"I was." He's still smiling. He's proud of this.
"You've loved me all this time?"
"I have."
"My body remembered you," I say. "I just couldn't place you with that night."
"We were only together for a few hours during a dark, stressful night. The two weeks you've known me as an adult have been tumultuous too. You would've put it together on your own eventually. I was going to wait till you were fully recovered, but you need to hear it now."
"I waited for you." He's trusting me with this, and I should be careful not to say anything to compound his guilt, but we are sharing honestly. "I thought you were a jerk for not keeping your word."
"I know. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He presses his forehead to mine. "If I could change it, I would. I was young and stupid. I never should've agreed to let you go. Looking back, I should've told Bernard to fuck off, and we could've been runaways together. We could've slept at Frank's hangar. But Bernard also threatened to throw you in jail for stealing the car. I couldn't let that happen to you. I thought I'd be able to come for you in a few years, and we could start a life together. That obviously didn't happen."
He climbs on the bed and hovers over me, his strong arms like pillars on either side of my shoulders. He doesn't let his hips touch me though.
"My body memorized yours," he says. "The wait was excruciating, but I claimed you here in this bed, and my restless soul found purchase in this world. When I made love to you, I returned to the house that built me."
He lowers his head to press a gentle kiss to my lips. A whimper escapes my mouth as the impact hits me. He's made monumental sacrifices for me. All because of a moment two teenagers shared on a blanket in a field under a starlit sky. The kiss tastes bittersweet as the lost opportunity pierces my heart. A blossoming love squashed by circumstance. What alternate life could we have lived if he didn't leave that night?
How
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