So instead he took it out on the silent woman sitting beside him. The cab came to a stop and Mason presumed it was Shelly’s house because it wasn’t his or Lena’s. He watched Shelly lean in a kiss Lena’s cheek and thought he heard, “You ok?” Watching closer he saw Lena nod then Shelly glared at him and climbed out of the cab. The door shut firmly behind her and Lena scooted over to the other side making the space between them feel like a gaping hole. The cab started off and Mason rolled his head on the seat to look over at the woman now staring out the window. Her skirt had ridden up her thigh and she had her legs crossed. Her chest rose and fell softly as she took deep breaths and he thought she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. She must have felt his eyes on her because she turned her head to him.
“What?”
Smirking at her attitude he said softly, “Nothing. I’m just looking.”
“Well stop it.” she snapped.
Blinking once he let his eyes go down over her legs then moved back to her face. “Why?”
“Because you don’t even like me, so stop checking me out.”
“I like you.” he murmured softly.
Lena grunted softly at that. “Yes that’s obvious in how you’ve been treating me.” she stopped then pinned him to the seat with her eyes. “But you know what Langley? I don’t care. I’m not going away.”
He clenched his teeth and rolled his head back to look at the dirty ceiling of the cab. Ugg, it made him think about throwing up to see the dirt and cigarette rings on the roof.
“Why do you keep coming back? I try to forget about you and you just wont go away.”
He heard a rustle but just closed his eyes, then suddenly he felt small fingers grip his chin hard. His eyes popped open as she turned his head and her eyes glared at him.
“I’m not going anywhere. Get that through your thick head.” she paused and took a deep breath. “I have no secrets from you Langley. I have nothing to hide. You know everything about me and you know what?” she blinked and shook her head, “I love that. You pushed your stubborn ass into my life, made me give a shit then decided when things got hard to check out.” she laughed a bitter sounding laugh and let go sitting back against the door. He turned his head, his eyes focusing on her as she stared out the window again. “Well I don’t thinks so. I’m not giving up on you.” she looked over at him and said softly. “Even if you’ve given up on yourself.”
Mason took a deep breath then let it out closing his eyes and listening to the hum of the car as it continued through the streets. Finally it came to a stop at the front of his condo and he watched as Lena sat forward and paid the fare. He figured he should probably do it but didn’t want to get into an argument with her. He pushed open the door and climbed out and made his way into the lobby behind her. They walked past the doorman and got into the elevator standing on opposite sides as it traveled slowly to the top. The silence was tense and the air was thick as they stood staring at one another. Lena didn’t move a muscle, just kept her eyes glued to his. His hands clutched the railing behind him and he gripped it tight knowing if he let it go he would reach for her.
After what felt like the longest two minute elevator ride ever, it lurched to a stop and dinged. The doors slid open and she waited for him to move. Pushing off the wall he kept his eyes on her as he moved past. She didn’t look as though she were breathing either but he saw her move and follow him out. He unlocked the door and moved into the dark condo quietly, aware she was standing directly behind him. He dumped his keys on the counter and heard the click of the door and lock. He didn’t move and didn’t turn. This was the first time she’d been up here since that horrible night months ago and he suddenly found he couldn’t think of anything to say.
Lena was barely breathing. The air thrummed with tension. Mason had moved through the condo and was now standing in the living room in front of the couch. She wasn’t sure what to do from here but she knew talking was not going to be part of the plan, and she was determined that sex wasn’t going to be either.
It was clear he was waiting to see what she would do so she moved up to stand behind him and reached out to place a hand on his hip. His whole body tensed and she could actually see his spine straighten, but he held still. Not saying anything she moved in behind him and ran a hand around his waist until her palm was flat against his stomach. When he did nothing but stand there she did the same thing with the other hand, until she had her arms wrapped around his waist with both palms flat on his shirt just above his belt buckle. She pulled him back a little and moved in molding herself to his back. Her breasts brushed against his shirt with every breath she took and she gently placed her cheek between his shoulders. Closing her eyes she listened to his breathing, in out in out. Her hands tightened and she felt him shudder. This was what she’d wanted to do that fateful night many months ago, hold him.
She felt him shift then sighed as his hands laced over her fingers that were resting on his belly. Swallowing hard she fought back the tears that were threatening to spill over and then she felt him pull her hands apart as he slowly turned and walked silently into his room. Left standing in the living room she looked out the huge window at the city lights below. Taking a deep breath she turned and made her way into the bedroom they’d once shared. He had his back to her and was removing his shirt. She watched in silence, with just the lights playing over his skin, as he slowly shrugged out of it. He turned to face her, and she noticed he’d unbuckled the belt and top button of his jeans, he looked mouth watering. His eyes didn’t hold the anger she had seen earlier, but they weren’t warm either, they seemed distant.
He moved around the bed and walked over to stand in front of her. Lena looked up at him when he stopped in front of her and held her breath as he reached out to touch her cheek. He stroked his fingers down it, like he had so many times before, but this time the touch seemed impersonal. He was holding back from her and it broke every part of her heart.
“Now what?” he asked softly.
She knew he expected her to get angry or scared and leave but he was in for a shock. She reached up and placed a hand over his heart. He looked down at it and then his eyes came back to her face, not missing the importance of where she had put her hand.
“Now we sleep.”
“Just sleep huh?”
Stepping back from her he reached down and unzipped the jeans and pushed them off stepping out of them, revealing he’d gone commando for the night. She sucked in a deep breath and nodded. Stepping forward with all the resolve she could muster she managed to keep her eyes off his amazing body and glued to his face.
“No.” she paused and watched a smirk, devoid of humor, cross his face, “Not just sleep. We are going to sleep and I’m going to hold you.”
He stepped back from her shaking his head. “No offense Lena, but if you’re getting in my bed I don’t want you to hold me. I want you to fuck me.”
She winced and moved forward following him knowing he was starting to panic.
“Well that is kind of offensive Langley.” she reached up and pulled the bow at the top of her corset and watched his eyes go straight to it. He’d taken another step away from her and she tried not to grin at his retreat. “I’m offering comfort, not a fuck.”