Robbers I Paul Mescal

Chapter 7

Sienna sat across from Paul at the small café they frequented, her eyes taking in every detail of his face. His sharp cheekbones, the curve of his lips, the way his hair fell over his forehead - she couldn't help but marvel at his beauty.

As they talked, she found herself drifting away, caught up in the way he moved, the way he laughed, the way his eyes sparkled with every word. It was as if he were a work of art, something to be admired and appreciated.

She knew it was shallow to be so enamored with someone's appearance, but she couldn't help it. There was something about him that drew her in, that made her want to know every detail of his life and thoughts.

As the evening drew on, they walked hand in hand through the city streets, enjoying the warm summer air and the sounds of the bustling city. Sienna couldn't help but steal glances at Paul, admiring the way he carried himself with such confidence and ease.

When they reached Paul's apartment, he invited Sienna up for a drink. She accepted, eager to spend more time with him. As they sat on his couch, sipping wine and chatting, Sienna found herself drawn to him like a moth to a flame.

In that moment, with his beauty and charm on full display, Sienna knew that she was falling for him. She couldn't help it - he was just too captivating, too perfect in every way. And as they sat there, wrapped up in each other's company, she knew that she never wanted the night to end.

As the night wore on, Paul and Sienna talked about everything from their favorite movies to their hopes and dreams for the future. Sienna couldn't believe how easy it was to talk to him - he was so open and honest, and he seemed genuinely interested in everything she had to say.

Eventually, Paul suggested they take a walk along the river, and Sienna eagerly agreed. They strolled hand in hand along the quiet path, the only sounds the soft rush of the water and their own footsteps.

It was a warm summer night, and Sienna felt a sense of peace and contentment wash over her. As they walked, she couldn't help but think that this was exactly where she was meant to be - with Paul by her side, surrounded by the beauty of the city.

When they reached a small bridge, Paul stopped and turned to face Sienna. "I have something to show you," he said, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small key, which he used to unlock a small door in the side of the bridge. Sienna watched in amazement as he opened the door, revealing a small staircase that led down into the darkness.

"Come on," Paul said, holding out his hand. "Trust me."

Sienna hesitated for a moment, unsure of what was waiting for her in the darkness. But something in Paul's eyes told her that she could trust him, that whatever lay ahead would be worth it.

So she took his hand, and together they descended into the darkness.

As they walked down the stairs, Sienna's eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness. She could make out the outline of the walls around them, and the faint sound of water flowing somewhere nearby.

Finally, they reached the bottom of the staircase and stepped out into a small, underground room. It was dimly lit by a single lightbulb hanging from the ceiling, and Sienna could see that they were standing on the edge of a small canal, the water lapping gently at the stones below.

Paul led her over to a small wooden boat tied up at the side of the canal. "I come here sometimes to clear my head," he explained. "There's something about the quiet and the darkness that just...calms me."

Sienna looked around the room, taking in the peaceful atmosphere. It was like they were the only two people in the world, cocooned in their own private sanctuary.

"Can we take the boat out?" she asked, suddenly feeling an urge to be on the water.

Paul smiled at her, and she felt her heart skip a beat. "Of course we can."

They untied the boat and climbed in, Paul taking the oars and expertly steering them down the canal. Sienna leaned back against the wooden seat, feeling the cool breeze on her face and the gentle rocking of the boat beneath her.

As they glided along the canal, Sienna felt her worries and fears melting away. With Paul by her side, she felt like she could conquer anything - even the darkness that had been creeping into her life lately.

They didn't talk much as they sailed, content to just be in each other's company. But as they reached the end of the canal and turned back towards the bridge, Paul leaned over and kissed Sienna softly on the lips.

It was a gentle kiss, filled with all the tenderness and care that Sienna had come to associate with Paul. And as she felt his lips against hers, she knew that she was falling deeper and deeper in love with him.

Sienna lay in bed, feeling the warmth of the morning sun on her skin. She gazed at Paul, who was still sleeping soundly beside her. He looked peaceful and vulnerable in his slumber, and Sienna couldn't help but feel a wave of protectiveness wash over her.

She traced the outline of his face with her finger, taking in every detail. His sharp jawline, his perfectly arched brows, the way his light hair fell over his forehead. She couldn't deny that he was one of the most beautiful men she had ever laid eyes on.

Sienna sighed contentedly and snuggled closer to him, burying her face in his chest. She loved the way he smelled, a combination of leather and smoke that was uniquely him.

As she lay there, she couldn't help but think about how lucky she was to have him. Paul was kind, caring, and fiercely loyal. He made her feel safe and loved in a way she had never experienced before.

Sienna knew that life with Paul wouldn't always be easy. They had both come from difficult pasts, and there were undoubtedly challenges ahead. But for now, lying here with him, she felt like anything was possible.

She closed her eyes and let out a contented sigh, feeling grateful for this moment of peace and happiness. Whatever the future held, she knew that they would face it together.