CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Saylor
T he sunlight burns through the window, hitting me across the face. Ugh! What in the world was I thinking yesterday, drinking so much? My eyelashes flutter open, but I immediately close them when the pounding in my head surfaces. Ah! Never again.
Turning away from the sunlight, my eyes slowly open and nothing around me looks familiar; the wall, pictures, furniture, nothing.
Holy shit, where am I? I try to sit up but I’m suddenly not able to pull the strength to do it.
I decide to wait it out and see if I can rest a little longer, then try again.
I wake with a startle, as there’s a light snoring from behind me.
What the hell? Brody better get all the sleep he can because when I’m done rimming his ass with my foot, he’ll never want to sit down again.
Gently, I pick his arm up from around me and slide out from under it.
Scooting to the edge of the bed, I lift my body up to sit up and decide whether I need a throw up bucket or not.
There’s a whine from behind me and as I turn to see what’s wrong, my body flinches as I see Levi laying down in the same bed I just exited from.
Holy shitballs! Levi? What is he doing here?
I take in my surroundings and see I’m nowhere near my bedroom, or in Brody’s room at the house, but in Levi’s hotel suite.
I jump up, like I’ve sat on a tack, and the room spins at my sudden movements.
Balancing myself on the side table, I notice a bottle of meds with a cup of water next to them.
Taking two for my headache, I never take my eyes off of his sleeping form.
He’s always been so handsome when he sleeps, so young looking.
I had hoped when our paths crossed, he’d be balding or fat but once again, I never get what I want.
He rolls on his back and his hands go above his head, giving me the perfect view of his body as the sheet draws down past his waist.
Don’t look Saylor. Don’t you look at his dick!
Jesus, it looks even better than before. Everything on him looks better. God, I’ve missed his face and warmth, his arms wrapped around me never letting me go.
No, you hate him, Saylor. Stay strong and don’t give in. This entire situation is his fault. Well, at least the restaurant part is.
Wait! Why is he naked and in the same bed that I just jumped out of?
I slide my blurry eyes from my toes to my chest and see that I’m just as naked as he is, and I let out a shrill. Oh no!
The noise must wake Levi because his eyes open slightly, and he reaches over for my body on the now empty space that I was occupying. He snaps his head over to me, and smiles when our eyes meet.
“Morning, baby!” He’s still sleepy but his voice is smooth.
“Don’t morning baby me, Levi Thorne! Where are my clothes? How did I end up in the same room as you?” I demand, then try to cover myself in front of him. “Naked! Levi, I’m naked for Saint Peter’s sake!”
“Saint Peter? I didn’t realize you’d taken up religion,” he jokes, but when I don’t laugh or even smile, he turns serious. “You don’t remember last night, do you?” He sits up, and so does his hard dick.
Focus Saylor, don’t let his magic dick distract you. Magic dick? Where did that come from?
Oh my god! Last night I told him that his dick had the magic touch in the shower. Oh my god!
Don’t freak out, just find your clothes and leave, it will be like it never happened. A sudden gush of fluid runs out from between my legs and my hand cups it.
“Oh my god! We did it, didn’t we?” I draw a short blank as I look at him in bed, then pull my fingers from my wet body. He opens his mouth, but I beat him to it. “Jesus, this is not happening.”
My brain finally syncs up to the rest of me, and flashes of last night filter through my head like a slide show.
“Baby, don’t freak out,” Levi slowly says, but it has the opposite effect on me.
“This is bad. This is really bad.” Throwing my fingers in tangled hair, I search the room for my clothing, but don’t see one article that belongs to me.
Levi gets out of bed and makes his way over in front of me, naked as the day he was born. And in slow motion, I take in every muscle that flexes as he walks, even his bouncing dick.
“This isn’t that bad, Saylor. It’s okay what we did, we are still married after all.”
I snap my eyes up to his and my eyes catch the chain floating around his neck. Rings. My wedding rings. I can’t believe he still has them. He notices my gaze and looks down to where I’m staring.
“They haven’t left my body since I woke up from the bomb.
” His fingers touch them, then fists them in his hand.
“Mine was cut off my finger when I was brought into the ER after the car blew up. I had a new one made after your letter.” His left ring finger boasts the exact same wedding band that I placed there on the day of our wedding.
“I—” My own hand reaches out automatically to touch them too, but a sparkle from the sunlight catches my hand and I see the two bands already on my ring finger. Oh God!
“Don’t Saylor. They don’t matter.” Levi catches my left hand in his. “They aren’t real, but these are. We are still man and wife,” he pushes, but guilt has already seeped in. “The last two years were make believe and they don’t count. We don’t even need to talk about them if you don’t want to.”
“What have I done?” I gasp, trying to calm my heavy breathing.
“You’ve done nothing wrong, baby.”
“How can you say that?” I step back and yank my hand out of his, but he matches my step with his. “I’ve…” The words get caught in my throat. “I’ve cheated.” My body starts to shake.
“This whole situation is complicated Saylor, you can’t look at it like that.” He tries to reassure me, but I don’t see it.
“You’re right it’s complicated!” I yell, not caring if I wake the entire hotel.
“First, I married you, then you pushed me away, only for Daniel to file divorce papers on me making me believe you wanted them. Then, after years of waiting for you to come back, I finally move on with someone else only to find out two months later, that I’m still married to you and that he might’ve been deceiving me! ”
I heave in a breath, but don’t stop.
“I’m a cheater. I slept with someone who wasn’t my husband. And now I’ve cheated on my fake husband with the real husband!”
I’m losing it. I’m dizzy and white spots flash before my eyes. I might pass out. Or throw up.
“Baby, we can get through this.”
I shake my head and continue to back away from him. I need my space, and with him this close I can’t think straight. Tears are streaming down my face when the reality of what I’ve done settles in.
“I’ve become the one thing on this earth I swore I’d never be.” I look Levi right in the eye.
“Baby, no,” Levi starts, but I don’t want to hear it.
Swirling around, I see a door that I hope is the bathroom and retreat as quickly as I can, but get turned back around and roughly pushed up against the door.
Levi growls and his face is so close to mine our noses touch.
“You listen to me, Saylor and listen good.” He holds my chin up with his fingers.
“You are kind and loving and loyal. Those are the qualities that made me want to marry you so fast. You might have been with Brody but in your heart, I know that you were always still mine. Can’t you see that you waited for years before you could even move on?
You knew in your soul that we were always meant for each other.
Don’t let those thoughts seep into your mind and spread. I am yours and you are mine.”
As if knowing what I need, Levi circles my waist and pulls my body into his for a bone crushing hug as I cry it out.
I thought I was done crying over my marriage, but I guess I’m not.
He whispers in my ears how much he loves me and how he’ll fix this for us, but all I can do is hold on to him.
Anchor myself to him, as if I need a lifeline right now.
“It’s okay Saylor, we’ll get through this,” he says as I finally calm down.
“How can you be so calm? The Levi Thorne I knew would burn the whole town down by now and have Brody in an unmarked grave.” Levi is the most laid-back guy I’ve ever met but he was always so possessive with me after we got married.
This isn’t the man I married. Not by a long shot.
To be honest, I loved how obsessed he was with me.
“Saylor, when I lost you, I thought my world ended. I’ve lived the last two and a half years without you, and I don’t ever want to experience that again.
Dr. Blake and I have spent months and months dealing with the possibility of you moving on with everything that you thought had happened.
I don’t blame you for one second. Yeah it hurts to know that you’re not only mine any more, but I’m the one who caused this and I have to be man enough to own up to it.
Like I said before, this is a complicated situation and I’m not the same man as I once was two years ago. ”
“Wow,” He truly has changed since I last saw him. Maybe this new shrink is really breaking down his deep seeded walls.
“But I do expect you to uphold your vows, now that you know we’re still married,” he quips.
And there is the caveman I knew.
“Excuse me?”
“I don’t want that pencil dick anywhere near my pussy again. Is that what you wanted me to spell out?” This man has some nerve. “Especially, since he deceived you for over two years, knowing that I was trying to find you.”
Rolling my eyes even though he has a point, I twist the knob and the door opens to reveal the luxurious bathroom. Before Levi can step foot in, I close the door in his face and lock it. I find my clothes in a pile on the floor and sweep them up and start to put them on.