I nearly fell out of bed. I can't believe I just slept through the middle of the day like that! But it's when I realize why, it half calms me and half panics me more: I slept with Connor. Not like a nap slept, but slept, slept with him -again. Great, just great. Let's hope Nathan doesn't find out. I don't want to tell anyone about anything before I know for certain what is going on between us, I want to be in a relationship with him, not just a sex buddy, I want a real relationship, and I would also like him to stay alive and not get his head cut off and hung on Nathan's wall. I released a long breath, I didn't realize I was holding. And Connor moves to where his arms, to where they wrapped around my waist holding me close to him. His warmth spread through my back, as his chest rises and falls. I end up lost in thought and didn't realize Connor woke up. He was tracing my scar on my back, certainly questioning what happened. I try to flip over to where I am facing him but he holds me down as his fingers lightly trace the X shaped scar on the middle of my back.
"What happened?" He questioned through gritted teeth as he flipped me over to where I am facing him.
"Nothing happened" I quickly replied, looking down so I didn't meet his gaze, and tried to escape his grasp but failed.
"Princess, please tell me," he asks. Damn, why does that nickname always get me? "Ughhhhhhhh, fine"
"Victory," he shouted as he sat up and placed me in his lap, both of us still naked, so I could feel his... thing, on my stomach.
"When I was little, people found out that I was the next blood heir to the control of Silver Tear. They hunted me down, but little did they know that Nathan was almost home. They kicked down the door and I held them off as much as I could, which wasn't much, since I was only like 5. Before they could leave Nathan came in and found me tied to a chair. I was knocked out. He fought off the two that came after me, but backup soon arrived. He got knocked out and they thought he was dead, so they ignored him and took me to a remote place, and chained me to a pole. They cut an X in my back as part of their torture. When my cousin finally arrived the men held me at gunpoint and said that if he wanted me alive they had to hand over Silver Tear to them. Nathan started attacking, but before he could get to me, one of the men injected a very dangerous poison into my neck. After Nathan finished the guys off, he rushed me to his private doctor who was able to stop it from spreading, but it had severely infected the muscles and nerves in the back of my neck. To stop it from cutting off the blood circulation to my head they had to perform surgery. The nerves inside my neck had intensified and became the one weak spot I have." After I finished telling the story I was completely out of breath and Connor just looked surprised. After I caught my breath he grabbed my wrists and held them on my lap with one of his hands, then held me in place by crossing his legs around my waist. His other hand moved to my neck and applied a little pressure on the back of my neck and I froze. He seemed to have noticed that I went all tense and froze because he quickly moved his hand away and released his hold on me.
"I'm sorry that you had to go through that, princess," was all he said before looking down like it was his fault.
"Hey, it wasn't your fault, there was nothing you could have done to help it." I replied, kissing his nose lightly.
"I know... but I still feel guilty," he replied, pulling me in for a hug and holding me close, like if he lets go he would lose me forever. We stay there for about a minute enjoying each other's embrace. We were interrupted by my stomach growling, he let me go and I ran into my closet and threw on some clothes, not caring about what I am going to wear. By the time I reached the kitchen Connor had pulled out some food and was making something. I couldn't get a good view at what was pulled out and what he was making so I walked closer, he must have heard me because he stopped what he was doing and said turning around
"no peeking, it's a surprise."
"But I'm hungry," I complained, rubbing my tummy like a young child. He picked me up and threw me on the couch, and unpaused the show I was watching a few days ago. Not wanting to fight with him, and because I really want to finish the show, I sat there captivated by the TV.