Robbers I Paul Mescal

Chapter 4

Sienna felt a sense of relief wash over her as the music faded away and the stranger pulled her close. She looked up at him, her eyes searching his face, and saw something there that she couldn't quite put her finger on.

And then, suddenly, he spoke. "My name is Paul," he said, his voice low and rough.

Sienna felt a sense of warmth spreading through her as she repeated the name to herself. Paul. It sounded good on her tongue, like something she had been waiting to hear.

And then, before she knew it, they were outside again, walking through the empty streets together. Sienna felt a sense of vulnerability in his presence, a sense of openness that she had never felt before.

And as they talked, she found herself opening up to him in ways that she had never opened up to anyone else. She told him about her dreams, her fears, her hopes for the future.

And Paul listened, his eyes fixed on her face, his body close to hers. Sienna felt a sense of electricity passing between them, a sense of connection that she had never felt before.

And then, suddenly, they were kissing, their bodies pressed together in the darkness. Sienna felt a sense of abandon wash over her as Paul pulled her closer, his lips moving over hers in a way that made her head spin.

And as the night wore on, they explored each other's bodies with a sense of urgency that was both thrilling and terrifying. Sienna knew that she was in over her head, but she couldn't help but feel drawn to Paul, drawn to the sense of danger that he brought into her life.

Sienna woke up the next morning feeling disoriented, the memories of the night before still fresh in her mind. She looked over at Paul, sleeping peacefully beside her, and felt a sense of contentment wash over her.

She didn't know what the future held, but in that moment, she didn't care. All that mattered was the way Paul's body felt against hers, the way his breathing was slow and steady, the way his arm was draped protectively over her waist.

As they lay there together, Sienna couldn't help but wonder what the future held for them.

But for now, all that mattered was the way Paul looked at her, the way he made her feel, the way he seemed to understand her in a way that no one else ever had.

And as they got dressed and headed out into the city, Sienna felt a sense of excitement building within her. She didn't know where the day would take them, but she knew that she was ready for whatever lay ahead.

As they walked through the streets together, hand in hand, Sienna felt a sense of freedom that she had never experienced before. She felt like she could be anyone she wanted to be, do anything she wanted to do.

And as the day turned into night, Sienna and Paul found themselves back at the bar where they had met, the music pounding and the lights flashing. Sienna felt a sense of deja vu wash over her as she took in the scene around her, the same people dancing and laughing as they had the night before.

And as Paul pulled her close, Sienna felt a sense of excitement building within her. She knew that she had found something that made her heart beat faster and her body tingle with anticipation. Sienna felt like anything was possible. She felt like she was living in a dream, a world where the only thing that mattered was the way Paul made her feel.

As Sienna and Paul sat outside the bar, Paul lit up a cigarette, taking a deep drag and exhaling a cloud of smoke. Sienna watched him, captivated by the way he seemed so comfortable in his own skin, the way he seemed to know who he was and what he wanted.

And as they sat there, Paul began to tell her about his childhood, about the Mojave desert that he used to go to with his family. Sienna listened, rapt, as he painted a picture of the endless sands and the endless sky, of the way the stars seemed to go on forever. He told her about the adventures he had with his siblings, about the mischief they got up to, and about the lessons his parents taught him about the world.

As Paul talked, Sienna felt a sense of wonder wash over her. She had never been to the desert, had never experienced anything like what Paul was describing. But as he spoke, she felt like she was there with him, like she could feel the heat of the sun on her skin and the sand between her toes. Sienna listened intently, fascinated by the way Paul's stories seemed to come to life. She could picture him as a little boy, running through the desert with his siblings, laughing and shouting as they explored the world around them.

And as Paul finished his story, Sienna felt a sense of connection building between them. She felt like they were kindred spirits, two people who had both experienced the world in their own unique ways.

And as they finished their cigarettes and headed back into the bar, Sienna knew that she had found something special in Paul. She knew that there was something between them, something that she wanted to explore further.

As the night wore on and the music got louder, Sienna found herself drawn to Paul, to the way he moved and the way he looked at her. Sienna felt a sense of belonging that she had never experienced before.

And as they stumbled out of the bar at the end of the night, Sienna felt a sense of anticipation building within her. She didn't know where this would lead, but she knew that she was ready for whatever lay ahead. She knew that she had found Paul, and that he was the key to a new life, a life that she was ready to embrace fully.

And as they continued to talk, Sienna found herself opening up to Paul as well. She told him about her parents, about the many things that she hates but loves way more other things.

Paul listened to her with a gentle smile on his face, nodding his head as she spoke. And as they walked, Sienna felt like she had found someone who truly understood her, someone who saw her for who she really was.

Eventually, they ended up sitting on a bench in a quiet corner of the city. They talked and laughed and smoked cigarettes, lost in their own little world.

And as the night wore on, Sienna found herself feeling more and more comfortable around Paul. She found herself drawn to his easygoing nature, to the way he seemed to take everything in stride.

Eventually, they said their goodbyes and went their separate ways. Sienna walked back to her apartment, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation building within her.

She knew that she had found something special in Paul, something worth holding onto. And she knew that she was ready to take a chance on him, to see where this newfound connection would lead.

As she drifted off to sleep that night, Sienna felt a sense of contentment wash over her. She knew that her life was about to change, and she was ready for whatever lay ahead.

But suddenly, she remembered that he didn't ask for her number.