Chapter 25: Open Wounds

I watched him walk slowly towards me as if each step required an exorbitant amount of willpower. I resumed stroking the head of the still sleeping Leon. His eyes followed the movement, causing a vein to appear on his forehead. His disapproval meant nothing to me. It was his desire I craved. Yet the possibility of us having anything seemed to diminish with each attempt I made. He paused at the edge of the bed leaning forward as if he were contemplating joining us. My heart sped up at the thought. I wondered what it would be like, to have both of them in my bed.

"I talked to everyone and we all set to leave tomorrow. We need to pack up everything so Leon's help is needed." He spoke with a low voice cautious not to wake up the sleeping form beside me.

"Just Leon's help. What about me?" I whispered back the low sound drawing Leon from her light slumber.

"What...? What the hell man! What are you doing here?"