Not to long after he was released from the hospital, David found himself standing in Alex's apartment...or was it a flat? That's at least what he heard before.
Alex looked even sexier without her while neat uniform. In a strange childish way David thought maybe that was the way he was attracted to her in the first place. Almost a naughty wet dream high school buys drool about while spacing out in math class on a gray overcast Monday morning.
Now here he was...an American in a strange country and city, alone, and inside a gorgeous nurse's apartment as she gave him the grant tour. Sure David dated girls, plenty in fact...but something abut Alex, her kindness, her soft accent, the worried looks she gave him whenever he woke up from a nightmare about Jack or the attack that happened. Something drew them together and even if that sick uneasy feeling still stayed inside David being here and being forced to wait a whole week before returning back home...back to whatever nightmares and worries came to haunt him.
But now, right now...almost blocking out the attack, the future worries, the fact he was in a stranger's home, and suffering from nightmares of the living dead...somehow with that all put aside he kept smiling as she showed him the small living room, kitchen, closet, bathroom...and then the bedroom.
"But there's only one bed..."
David said with a smile...somehow their whole walk back here he had that feeling, the feeling he had only got four times in his life. All this flirting and beating around the bush made him want her more...maybe just to forget everything to a further point, or to take away the throbbing that was pressing against the leg of his jeans.
She was nervous to, he could tell it. But within minutes everything had changed. They undressed and now stood naked and holding each other under the steaming hot showerhead as they nuzzled and opened and closed their months on each other. The shower lasted until the water became ice cold. There they stumbled back into the dim lit bedroom and fell back against the soft bed, and felt each other's silk like skin before falling down even further.
They made love for two straight hours, never before in the start of David's sex life with collage girls, had he ever felt this kind of thing before. Was it because she was from a different country...or older?
His body felt drained of all fluids, he kissed her soft lips, tickling his tongue against hers before spreading her legs even further and finding a good pace before tilting his head back and feeling her hips tighten against his groin, and hearing her moan until she squirmed. They locked eyes, touching each other and crying out loud...he thrust his way into her before holding her by the wrists and taking her with such charge and power...a feeling he had never felt before.
In control.
In his mind nothing was wrong, all those awful things that had happened were only in his head, and at this very moment all that there was, were the two of them.
Later when she couldn't take it any longer, her body limp and tried from going for so long, he snuggled against her and felt her warm sweet breath hit his neck as he laid there, naked under the cool sheets and against her body and slowly fell asleep.
David was in love.