Secrets

Rendezvous.

8:45 pm

*Snapchat: G is typing...*
*Snapchat: G sent a message.*

I want you. I miss you. I need you.

Lauren ignored the messages. She was tossing and turning in her bed. Why did he have to pop back into my life now? It's been 2 fucking years! Why now? She thought to herself.

Lauren Palmer was every man's and woman's dream. Her perfect caramel skin. Beautiful long, kinky locks. Slim thick physique. Pearly white smile. She was all that and then some.

She laid her in hotel room's queen sized bed. Lauren was stuck in San Antonio, TX for 2 weeks for a stupid training TDY (or for non-military personnel, temporary duty assignment).

Her ex-love interest had been in her DMs since February and it was now June. Some nights she'd ignore him, but others, they fell into deep arguments.

His name was Gibson Belleau. He was in the military as well, but he really didn't need to be. Why? Because he was a fucking wealthy European man. It pissed her off the more she realized she had missed that train. But apparently it never left the station.

*knock knock*

Lauren's thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a knock on the door. "FOOD!" she groaned loudly. Her UberEats was finally here, 45 minutes later.

"It's about time you sh-," she stopped and froze.

There he was holding her food, with a suitcase behind him. It was Gibbs. In the flesh. Less than 5 feet away from her. Her jaw dropped. It was like her heart was pounding through her chest and her insides were doing backflips. What is he doing here?! Lauren's brain screamed.

"Are you going to invite me in?" Gibson asked slyly. His grin was ear to ear. Lauren was still in shock but moved back so that he could enter. She closed the door and placed her forehead on the wall. She didn't know what to do next. But there was definitely eyes on her waiting to see what would happen next.

Lauren turned around slowly just to see that he was was right behind her. So close that she slightly brushed him.

Gibbs was 6'2 in height. His physique was well built like he went to the gym everyday. His smooth golden skin and pointed ears always made Lauren smirk. He was still choosing the shaved head life.

"Gibbs, why are you here?"
"I told you I missed you, Lauren. That I'd come see you one way or another." Gibson grabbed her face and pulled her in. Lauren tried to fight it but couldn't resist him. "Mi amour", he whispered with his thick accent. Oh yes, Gibson is a French man! Lauren was always weak when he spoke.

He picked her up swiftly with one arm and carried her to the bedroom. He laid her down and kissed her deeply. He kissed down her neck, to her breasts and down her stomach. Lauren was squirming under his touch. He tugged at her tights to reveal no underwear. He left a trail of kisses in her inner thighs before he did what he enjoyed the most.

Lauren gripped the sheets and faded into a dirty place. She knew it was wrong. But why stop him now? She'll just worry about it in the morning...

That's the end of my first chapter. Tell me what you think & the next chapter will be coming to you soon!