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I nce around Bemy’s office.
“Do you have more work to do today or are you free now?” I ask. Bemy grimaces, pulling at hand
through his hair.
like.” He
“I have a bit more to do. I definitely haven’t been as focussed today as I would like.”
admits.
“Eh, that’s fair. Why don’t you try and finish up and then we can make something easy for
dinner?” I suggest.
“Will you stay while I work?” Bemy asks hopefully and I agree.
“Sure, why not?” I plop myself down in my recliner andy it back as far as it goes. I then
start watching random videos on my phone. After a minute or so though I find myself in the notes app
writing down ideas, pros and cons about the Alpha female role. I might not be
ready yet, but I can work on getting ready.
Bemy finishes his work pretty fast and then we make cold meat sandwiches for dinner, neither of us
feeling up to doing anythingplicated. Megan eats out. I didn’t even realise she was going out but
she must have left at the same time Darrien did earlier. Here’s hoping they’re getting dinner together. I
mean obviously they’re out together, he’s her guard so he’s definitely there. But there’s a difference
between him being there and them actually having dinner together. I decide to sus it out in the groupContent from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.
chat rather than messaging her directly. Sort of an attempt to find out what she’s doing without bluntly
asking her.
COCK TALES
Ryann- Hey guys. Anything interesting to report this evening?
Harry- I’ve discovered that there are some pretty gross cocktails out there, particrly when the
bartender is trying to make a drink that will convince me not toe back. Jokes on her. I have an iron
stomach and annoying her is far too much fun.
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Ryann- HAH that poor woman. I hope you tip well!
Megan- Seconded. Nothing too interesting to report on my end. Just having dinner with a friend. What
about you Ry?
Harry- A friend? Who is this friend? Obviously not either of us so they can’t be that great.
Unless… is it a date?
Ryann- Just watching Bemy work and having an easy dinner here. Although Harry I owe you an
update. I have temporarily moved in with Bemy and Megan.
Megan- With Darrien. Not a date though. At least I don’t think it is…
Megan- And don’t think I don’t know what you just did Ryann. You might not have asked. yourself but
you definitely prompted the interrogation. You’re not that sneaky.
Harry- You did WHAT?! How did that happen all of a sudden? Does this mean I can’te over and
build a fort with you again?
Megan- Nah, it means that we have a bigger space and more soldiers to man the fort that is assuming
I’m invited too…
Ryann- Of course you’re invited Megan.
I then type out a summary of the events that transpiredst night for Harry. He is appropriately
sympathetic but still takes the chance to tease me about moving in with my boyfriend. Eventually I stop
answering just to make the teasing stop.
“Megan is out on a non–date with Darrien.” I report to Bemy in my best tattle tale voice. Heughs.
“A non date huh. We’ve been on a few of those I think. What exactly is the difference between a date
and a non–date anyway? I’m a little unclear on that one.” I think for a moment before answering.
“Denial?” Bemy smirks.
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“Yeah that checks out.” He lets out a huge yawn which triggers one for me too.
“We definitely didn’t get enough sleepst night.” I manage to get out before yawning a second time.
Now that I’ve started I can’t seem to stop. Bemy nods tiredly. Without discussion we both make our
way upstairs. Bemy stops in the hallway right in front of his
door and turns to face me.
“You never said what you decided. Do you want to sleep somewhere else?” He offers, although the
offer seems reluctant. I shake my head in response.
“I’ll stay with you.” I answer quietly, if he wasn’t holding his breath waiting for my response he might not
have heard me. I’m so quiet. Staying with him might be awkward for a while, but it’s going to happen
eventually anyway. I might as well get the awkwardness over with now. Besides, I’mfortable with
him. Most of the time at least. Bemy breathes out a sigh of relief.
“Oh thank goodness. I really wasn’t looking forward to having to try and sleep without you. You really
have spoiled me.” He smiles happily and takes my hand, leading me into his room.
Tomorrow we should arrange a proper spot for your things. And you still haven’t told me if there’s
anything you want me to get for you to make things morefortable.” Bemy rambles on about
toiletries and rearranging his closet but I’m barely listening. We both take turns in the ensuite brushing
our teeth and changing into pyjamas. Once again I end up in pyjama pants and one of Bemy’s shirts.
He didn’t ask me this time, but when I got my clothes out I found the top mysteriously returned to my
bag and reced with one of his. He got a raised eyebrow at that and he just gave a cheeky grin in
response. Still, I wear it anyway. I don’t have the energy to even be concerned by the sleeping situation
tonight. I’m exhausted. Even though I still got some sleep,st night was stressful and wore me out,
and the meeting today was somehow tiring too. If Bemy’s drooping eyes are anything to go by, he’s
in the same boat. He climbs into bed and opens his arms to me. Without hesitation, I climb into his bed,
crawl over to him and copse into his arms. Wey still for a second then he groans.
“We didn’t get the light.” He sighs. He’s right. Themp is on and neither of us can reach it without
moving. Also I think the ensuite light is on too. Someone is going to have to stand up. I let out an
identical groan.
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“I’ll do it. If you move I’ll have to move anyway since I’m half on top of you.” With the kind of reluctance
I imagine most people save for pulling out their own teeth, I stumble out of the bed and drag my feet
across the floor to way back
turn off the ensuite light. I then make my to the bed, sit down and flick off themp before crawling back
towards Bemy, sliding my hands in front of me trying to work out where he is because I am
completely blind in this darkness. Maybe I should have let him get the light afterall. He can see. My
fingers brush against his hip. Somehow I’ve gotten a little turned around. I turn back towards where his
head and arms should be andy down. I sort of miss and end up on his chest more than in his arms.
Bemy chuckles and rolls me back into a morefortable position.
“Thanks for getting that.” He mumbles out before burying his face in my hair. After that it takes about
point oh one of a second for my eyes to fall closed.