Room 323

by shainababygirl

Riddick can't seem to get Jack out of his mind. He left her with Imam 4 years ago, and has been haunted by her ever since. What happens when he hires a brothel girl that reminds him so much of her that he begins to blur the lines between them?

5. Chapter 5

Kyra was waiting for him on the bed, her new night gown in place. After the success of his first purchase, Riddick had went out and purchased another, longer one, in a deep blue...or that's the color Kyra and the sales lady had told him it was. He walked in, and stopped at the end of the bed.

"I'm leaving tomorrow." Kyra looked up quickly, her eyes getting wide, she spoke softly, softer than normal.

"You are?" Riddick nodded, looking at her stricken face that she was trying to hide. She nodded, and reached out a hand to him. "Will you stay tonight?" He looked at her.

"Kyr... babe...I need to go..." She reached out more, it tugged at him.

"Please? Just stay till I go to sleep..." He studied her. It was kind of dirty of him to not warn her more, he stepped forward, taking her hand. He sat beside her on the bed, and kissed her fingers softly, then motioned for her to lay down. He pulled off his boots and laid behind her, wrapping his arms around her. He could feel her shaking, and he knew she was trying not to cry. He pulled one arm back, and ran it along her side, down her hip to her thigh and squeezed it softly. He bent his head forward, kissing the back of her neck, then her shoulder softly. He wanted to tell her he'd be back, he wanted to promise to come back for her. He knew that would probably help the pain she was feeling now, but...he wasn't going to promise something unless he knew he could keep it.

Riddick continued rubbing Kyra's side, running his hand all the way up to play with her hair. Slowly she stopped shaking, and then even slower her breathing dropped to her normal sleep breathing. He laid with her a few minutes longer, soaking up the feeling of her against him. Slowly he stood, slipping his boots back on. He stepped over to her, kissing her lips softly, then slipped out of the room.

Kyra waited until she was sure he was gone before she sat up. She wrapped her arms around her knees, bringing them up to her chest, shaking slowly. She took a deep breath, looking around the empty room and she buried her head in her knees, and she cried.