Nixon by Joy Blood

Author:Joy Blood [Blood, Joy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Eight

There are a million different things I expected to feel this morning. Guilt. Fear. Excitement. But the one thing I didn’t expect to feel is the empty spot next to me. If it weren’t for me being wrapped up in Belle’s sheets, I would have thought I dreamt up yet another amazing night in bed with a woman who was just gone in the morning. Sitting upright, I glance around the room to find my clothes folded and placed neatly next to the bed on Belle’s nightstand. The sound of things tinkering in the kitchen set me a little at ease, knowing she is still in the apartment.

After getting out of bed and pulling yesterday’s clothes back on, I walk down the hall to the kitchen to catch a glimpse of her moving around the small space. A smile creeps onto my lips as I watch her dance around while she hums along to the music in her head. The free-spirited girl that I watched grow up has become an amazing woman. A beautiful one too. My shoulder takes up residence along the wall, and I stand there like a voyeur.

It isn’t long before she spots me, clutching her chest when she does. “Oh gosh, you scared the hell out of me!”

“Sorry. Was just enjoying the show.”

“Yeah, well, no freebies. Next time I’m charging double.” I can’t take the distance between us anymore, so I shove off the wall and make my way toward her; looping my arms around her waist to pull her into me.

“You charge anything you want. You’re worth it.” Nuzzling into her neck, I plant kisses from her ear all the way down to her collarbone, loving the way she sighs with each caress of my lips. It’s then that the mystery woman decides to creep into my mind. Belle’s sounds bring it all back, and I step away.

“What’s wrong?” she asks, looking up at me in question.

“Need the bathroom,” I lie and walk out of the kitchen, finding the door I want to hide behind. It feels like I’m betraying Belle whenever I think about that night. When I’m with her, she deserves all of me, not a man who is thinking about another woman, even if I don’t know who that woman is. Or if that woman was even real. I’m fucked in the head. I need to get myself together.

I glance around the tiny bathroom. What I’m looking for is beyond me. Maybe a window to crawl out of? I pull up the handle for the water and cup my hands underneath to splash water on my face. I don’t dry it off. Instead, I look up at the mirror in front of me, noticing all the water droplets I’ve splashed on the once clean surface. Grabbing the towel by the sink, I wipe away the drops, pushing hard enough to spring open the mirror, revealing a medicine cabinet. I know I shouldn’t, but I pull it open anyway. There isn’t much in there.

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