Part 3
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Albert gazes upon the lovely woman in his arm. His head is pounding, that is why he was in bed, but this feels strange to him. "Nothing will happen after this. Why would it? She just needs some man to hold her. She can find anyone who would want to do this." He sighs softly. Watching her rhythmetic breathing, makes him nervous. "She is in my bed, but she isn't mind." He is content that she allows him this small favor, though she doesn't know it is a favor to him. His bed has been so cold and lonely recently. He closes his eyes. Women have never been a great pursuiter of him. They always took him the wrong way, he has so much to give, and they can't see that.
His right index finger delicately plays with a strand of her auburn hair, wrapping it around his finger softly, then letting it fall back gently to join the rest of her hair. Then he begins the process again. She looks so lovely sleeping next to him, and her hair is so soft to his touch. He hopes he doesn't wake her. He closes his eyes for a second, he knows this will never work out, and if for some reason he did try to go any farther with her innocent request, like a date, he would probably get fired. Its against company policy, and the official would surely not part with his freebie fivestar, he would part with his fourstar ex -IRS agent. He sighs again softly. He takes his finger away from her hair. He snuggles his face into the goose down pillow, deeper. He closes his eyes.
"What's wrong, Albert, can I call you Albert?" Alex asks, not removing her head from the warmness of her chest.
"It is not the time for you to worry about my problems, you came here because of yours. " He pauses. "No, one really calls me Albert, my friends call me Albie, you can call me that if you wish."
"I don't want to ignore your problems, that would be selfish." She says, she removes her head and looks straight into his blue eyes. His heart melts. He looks away, fearing her brown eyes have the problem to see the problem.
"You aren't selfish. ...I ..I.." he stops. He doesn't know what else to say.
She frowns. He is so helpful, but she can tell she is as stubborn as she is about telling people their problems. She usually does it because it really is none of their business, but she senses he does it because he doesn't want to lay the burden on anyone else when they have her own problems. "Is...is this okay with you?" She asks trying to get his gaze again.
He matches her gaze again."Its.." He stops, wondering if he should be honest with her. He doesn't want to make her feel bad though, but it is best that he tells her the truth. He hopes she won't leave because of it. "It feels...weird...Its not a bad thing...its just ...it...has been...." He chokes on the words, and loses eye contact again. "I'm...I'm sorry." He mutters.
"Oh, don't be sorry, Albie." Alex frowns, he so easily got through to her, though the effect took hours to hit her, how could she get through to him. She feels as if she is about to cry, she buries her head into his chest again, and the tears start to flow.
He rubs her hair and her back. "Don't cry, please, its okay." he whispers.
"No, its not, you are so sad, and I have disturbed you and...."She can't finish through her sobs.
"You didn't disturb me...its...its...I am sorry."He loses his words, and lets her sob, still rubbing her back, and stroking her hair. He stares at the wall. "Albert, what did you do!" he thinks.
"Albie?"
"Huh?" His eyes turn towards him. "Will you tell me what's wrong, if I tell you what is wrong?"
He thinks. "I don't want to ...."
"You won't burden me, please?" she pleads
He can't say no when she is pleading with him. "O..Okay." He whispers.
10 something
Albert gazes upon the lovely woman in his arm. His head is pounding, that is why he was in bed, but this feels strange to him. "Nothing will happen after this. Why would it? She just needs some man to hold her. She can find anyone who would want to do this." He sighs softly. Watching her rhythmetic breathing, makes him nervous. "She is in my bed, but she isn't mind." He is content that she allows him this small favor, though she doesn't know it is a favor to him. His bed has been so cold and lonely recently. He closes his eyes. Women have never been a great pursuiter of him. They always took him the wrong way, he has so much to give, and they can't see that.
His right index finger delicately plays with a strand of her auburn hair, wrapping it around his finger softly, then letting it fall back gently to join the rest of her hair. Then he begins the process again. She looks so lovely sleeping next to him, and her hair is so soft to his touch. He hopes he doesn't wake her. He closes his eyes for a second, he knows this will never work out, and if for some reason he did try to go any farther with her innocent request, like a date, he would probably get fired. Its against company policy, and the official would surely not part with his freebie fivestar, he would part with his fourstar ex -IRS agent. He sighs again softly. He takes his finger away from her hair. He snuggles his face into the goose down pillow, deeper. He closes his eyes.
"What's wrong, Albert, can I call you Albert?" Alex asks, not removing her head from the warmness of her chest.
"It is not the time for you to worry about my problems, you came here because of yours. " He pauses. "No, one really calls me Albert, my friends call me Albie, you can call me that if you wish."
"I don't want to ignore your problems, that would be selfish." She says, she removes her head and looks straight into his blue eyes. His heart melts. He looks away, fearing her brown eyes have the problem to see the problem.
"You aren't selfish. ...I ..I.." he stops. He doesn't know what else to say.
She frowns. He is so helpful, but she can tell she is as stubborn as she is about telling people their problems. She usually does it because it really is none of their business, but she senses he does it because he doesn't want to lay the burden on anyone else when they have her own problems. "Is...is this okay with you?" She asks trying to get his gaze again.
He matches her gaze again."Its.." He stops, wondering if he should be honest with her. He doesn't want to make her feel bad though, but it is best that he tells her the truth. He hopes she won't leave because of it. "It feels...weird...Its not a bad thing...its just ...it...has been...." He chokes on the words, and loses eye contact again. "I'm...I'm sorry." He mutters.
"Oh, don't be sorry, Albie." Alex frowns, he so easily got through to her, though the effect took hours to hit her, how could she get through to him. She feels as if she is about to cry, she buries her head into his chest again, and the tears start to flow.
He rubs her hair and her back. "Don't cry, please, its okay." he whispers.
"No, its not, you are so sad, and I have disturbed you and...."She can't finish through her sobs.
"You didn't disturb me...its...its...I am sorry."He loses his words, and lets her sob, still rubbing her back, and stroking her hair. He stares at the wall. "Albert, what did you do!" he thinks.
"Albie?"
"Huh?" His eyes turn towards him. "Will you tell me what's wrong, if I tell you what is wrong?"
He thinks. "I don't want to ...."
"You won't burden me, please?" she pleads
He can't say no when she is pleading with him. "O..Okay." He whispers.