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Ashleigh detect a bit of affection for
the handsome officer? "He was kind, so thank you for speaking up
for me, even though I didn't know you had done that at the
time."
"He would have treated you well no matter
what, but he assured me that he would be extra kind, and I'm glad
that he was."
When the sandwiches were put together,
Ashleigh and Sloan ate on the couch with their plates in their laps
and talked. When the time came for them to return back to Eden's
room, Ashleigh wrapped up his sandwich in a napkin and carried it
with her.
When she handed the sandwich to Eden, his
eyes lit up, and he thanked her by kissing her cheek. That night,
as she watched him eat the sandwich she had made, she felt happy
for the first time since she'd come on board.
* * * * *
She'd been there for eight days. Time seemed
to stand still sometimes and the boredom made her antsy and
annoyed. That evening, she looked in the refrigerator for some ronii , but found none. She hadn't meant to complain out
loud, but Eden took her words to heart and promised to return soon
with the fruit from the market.
But he didn't return. She waited for hours,
watching vids and flipping through a few art books on the table.
She couldn’t read them because they were written in the Norlanian
language, but the pictures were beautiful.
Her emotions ran the gamut from worried to
angry. Her ears strained to hear the sound of footsteps out in the
hall or the whoosh of the door opening.
I miss him . She frowned, not realizing
just how much she’d come to rely on his presence until he'd been
gone so long without leaving word for her. She missed the way he
ran his hands through his hair when he was frustrated, and the way
he would look at her when he thought she wasn’t paying attention.
She had accepted that she was never going to go home, but she’d
never allowed herself to really admit that her feelings were
growing for him every day. He was sweeter and kinder than any man
she’d ever known, treating her like a princess no matter how many
times she asked to be taken home, how often she took his kindness
for granted. Had she ever even said thank you to him? Had she ever
shown him in any way that she was growing to love him? She wasn’t
sure she had, because she’d been trying so hard to shut up that
part of herself in the beginning that she didn’t think she’d let go
and just let herself feel what she felt for him.
She fell asleep on the couch, which smelled
of the soap he used; a spicy, sweet scent that was imbedded in the
light blanket thrown over the back of the couch, and in the plush
pillows. Her dreams slipped into nightmares she couldn’t escape
from, in which she was left alone because Eden had left her in the Bordelayz , to be used and abused for the rest of her
life.
When she finally broke free of the nightmares
in the morning, she had so hoped to find Eden in the room so she
could tell him how foolish she had been. She didn’t want to be with
anyone but him, and she only hoped it wasn’t too late to fix the
damage she had done.
The rooms were empty and there was no
evidence that he had even come back at all. On shaky legs, she
walked into the bathroom and cleaned up in the enclosed shower,
wondering what had happened to him and when he would be back.
Opening the clothing cabinet, she looked over
her things, but instead of picking any of them she turned and
walked into the small closet where he kept his clothes. Choosing
one of his tunics, she slipped it over her head and cuddled the
soft fabric around herself. It hung to her knees and gaped at the
chest, but she didn’t care. She would show him that she wanted to
be with him, that she was ready to open herself to him. And it
wasn’t just because she had no choice. His absence had made her
wake up and open herself to the emotions that had been struggling
to break free for days now. She loved him. She wanted him.
He was sweet. He was funny. And
he was the most beautiful man she’d
the handsome officer? "He was kind, so thank you for speaking up
for me, even though I didn't know you had done that at the
time."
"He would have treated you well no matter
what, but he assured me that he would be extra kind, and I'm glad
that he was."
When the sandwiches were put together,
Ashleigh and Sloan ate on the couch with their plates in their laps
and talked. When the time came for them to return back to Eden's
room, Ashleigh wrapped up his sandwich in a napkin and carried it
with her.
When she handed the sandwich to Eden, his
eyes lit up, and he thanked her by kissing her cheek. That night,
as she watched him eat the sandwich she had made, she felt happy
for the first time since she'd come on board.
* * * * *
She'd been there for eight days. Time seemed
to stand still sometimes and the boredom made her antsy and
annoyed. That evening, she looked in the refrigerator for some ronii , but found none. She hadn't meant to complain out
loud, but Eden took her words to heart and promised to return soon
with the fruit from the market.
But he didn't return. She waited for hours,
watching vids and flipping through a few art books on the table.
She couldn’t read them because they were written in the Norlanian
language, but the pictures were beautiful.
Her emotions ran the gamut from worried to
angry. Her ears strained to hear the sound of footsteps out in the
hall or the whoosh of the door opening.
I miss him . She frowned, not realizing
just how much she’d come to rely on his presence until he'd been
gone so long without leaving word for her. She missed the way he
ran his hands through his hair when he was frustrated, and the way
he would look at her when he thought she wasn’t paying attention.
She had accepted that she was never going to go home, but she’d
never allowed herself to really admit that her feelings were
growing for him every day. He was sweeter and kinder than any man
she’d ever known, treating her like a princess no matter how many
times she asked to be taken home, how often she took his kindness
for granted. Had she ever even said thank you to him? Had she ever
shown him in any way that she was growing to love him? She wasn’t
sure she had, because she’d been trying so hard to shut up that
part of herself in the beginning that she didn’t think she’d let go
and just let herself feel what she felt for him.
She fell asleep on the couch, which smelled
of the soap he used; a spicy, sweet scent that was imbedded in the
light blanket thrown over the back of the couch, and in the plush
pillows. Her dreams slipped into nightmares she couldn’t escape
from, in which she was left alone because Eden had left her in the Bordelayz , to be used and abused for the rest of her
life.
When she finally broke free of the nightmares
in the morning, she had so hoped to find Eden in the room so she
could tell him how foolish she had been. She didn’t want to be with
anyone but him, and she only hoped it wasn’t too late to fix the
damage she had done.
The rooms were empty and there was no
evidence that he had even come back at all. On shaky legs, she
walked into the bathroom and cleaned up in the enclosed shower,
wondering what had happened to him and when he would be back.
Opening the clothing cabinet, she looked over
her things, but instead of picking any of them she turned and
walked into the small closet where he kept his clothes. Choosing
one of his tunics, she slipped it over her head and cuddled the
soft fabric around herself. It hung to her knees and gaped at the
chest, but she didn’t care. She would show him that she wanted to
be with him, that she was ready to open herself to him. And it
wasn’t just because she had no choice. His absence had made her
wake up and open herself to the emotions that had been struggling
to break free for days now. She loved him. She wanted him.
He was sweet. He was funny. And
he was the most beautiful man she’d
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