The scribe shortened his trip and came back early. While Aris let me stay to work for him I found I was eager for the scribes return and have adjusted well to Port Kar. That shyness seems to be fading away in some ways yet intensifying in others and I don't quite understand why I am being so careful. In my subtle teasing of the man yesterday I found something happening inside and yet I am so different with him than a man I simply serve.. there is nothing simple about serving him.
He touched a place I deemed untouchable. I could not escape the gaze that rested on me and his touch to my hair brought a seeking woman, one who has kept her distance. My kiss to his palm was meant in more than begging for a pet, something exchanged between us and I wanted to roll to my back and writhe to him begging. Soon after we left and I quite shaken though I hid this in all the walls I keep up. Could it be I am ready to step free …
Once to the apartment I was summoned to him by crook of finger and he quite surprised me as he gathered my wrists and pulled me to him, there was nothing more sensual than feeling his lips to mine so brief then to my neck and over my shoulder. So drawn to him, my body reached, moving into him in a needfulness, his whisper to my ear that this would stop and he would talk to Aris. I hope he does.
I am not sure from where the Scribe came.. maybe I finally opened my eyes to really look at the world around me.
Maximus will stay in my heart forever..
I hope the Scribe wants to keep me.
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