Dear Angel - Chapter 15

A/N: Okay, so...Just to let you know, this chapter had not beta and all mistakes are my own. I'm kinda nervous and excited at the same time, because this chapter is something that I've been looking forward to for weeks. Remember? This story was only suppose to be a few chapters and now look at it. It's going on chapter 15! Lol! So, I'm sorry if it not what you expected. Got a review from a guest that said my last two chapters were awkward? I kinda thought they were fun and exciting! Well, I guess I can't please everyone now can I? So here is chapter 15 of Dear Angel... Hope you like it. Let me know what you Angels think, okay? Love ya! - Roxy

(Sonny's POV)

"Will, this tastes amazing!" Who would have even imagined that behind those perfectly tailored suit and those trendy, silk neckties, was hidden a man who could cook so wonderfully. Clearly not me, that for sure. Makes me wonder what other talents the infamous William Horton is hiding.

"Thanks, but I can't take all the credit for this. You helped me out with most of the preparations."

Oh, right. The preparations. Now who could forget that!

Flashback to earlier that evening...

"Sonny, can you pass me the colander? It's over there, under the counter. Third panel on the right," Will asked as he got the ingredients together for the sauce, "The fettuccine is almost ready."

A colander? What the fuck is a colander?

"Sure..uh..one sec." Clearly, I had no idea what the hell I was doing. I leaned down and pretended that I knew exactly what I was looking for when the truth was, I had no clue.

I fumbled around the cupboard for a few seconds and spotted a round thing with holes in the bottom. I wasn't sure if that's what Will was looking for, but I remembered him saying that the noodles were almost ready, so I figured that this thing-a-ma-gig was what he was talking about. Or at least I hoped it was, 'cause The last thing I ever wanted was to look like an incompetent moron in front of Will. "Is this what you were looking for?", I asked and handed to odd-looking object to Will.

"Thank you", he smiled brightly, "Do you wanna taste the sauce? It's almost ready." Will offered as he whisked away at the sauce in the shallow pan.

"Uh, sure. If you want me too."

Will tapped the whisk a few times on the edge of the pan to remove the access liquid from the utensil and placed it on the spoon rest that was on the counter. He picked up a wooden spoon that was placed next to the whisk and smoothly stirred the sauce a few times before pulling it out of the pot and gently blew over it a few times, "It's very hot. Be careful not to burn yourself", he said as he brought it up to my mouth, "Open up."

As Will requested, I opened my mouth slightly over the spoon and took a taste of the creamy substance. It was the best sauce that I've ever taste. "Hmmm, that's tastes like heaven, Will."

This was definitely something that I could get use to.

Will smiled widely, "Well, I'm glad you like it."

"Like it? I love it, Will. You really are amazing. You know that?", I informed him as I licked the remaining sauce off of the spoon, slowly stroking over it with my tongue.

Will blushed furiously at the compliment, looked down, and pulled open the drawer where his collection of spoons were neatly stored away, "Well, I wouldn't go that far...ahh...Sonny?" He started saying, but suddenly, his eyes grew wide and he just stood there, staring at me, looking like he was about to have an aneurysm.

"Will? You okay?", I asked, wondering why he was looking at me that way.

"Uh, Sonny? The spoon...you're...", he shuffled around the drawers, as if he was looking for something, but somehow couldn't find it. He slammed the drawer shut and before I knew it, he grabbed a hold of me and pinned me down with my back up against the refrigerator.

He was panting, hard.

"Will?", I questioned, still unsure of what just happening, "Is there something wrong?"

"There are things in this world that I can't explain, Sonny. Like for instance the way I'm acting right now", he smiled mischievously at me and leaned in closer to me, "However, if you don't stop licking that spoon off with your tongue that way, I will not be responsible for my actions."

I wasn't sure if it was the alcohol that brought this upon Will. He was always such a collective type of man. Always in control of every situation. Always well prepared at meetings and ready for anything life threw his way. (With exception of maybe that one time in the boardroom where he kinda screw up his presentation because we couldn't stop looking at each other.) Good thing that Chad was there to set him straight or who knows what might have happened?

Luckily for me, this time around, Chad was no where in site and I wasn't about to pass up on the opportunity to take full advantage of this astonishing situation. Who know when, or if ever I would get another chance at making Will squirm like this.

I lifted my eyes up with a stupid grin plastered all over my face, "Oh, you mean like this?", I said and licked up the spoon with a few long strokes, keep
my eyes on Will the whole time, "Does this bother you Will?"

Will shifted around uncomfortably, but somehow managed to keep his cool, "Like I said, not responsible for my actions!", he took a step closer, pressing his hips firmly against mine.

I could feel the perfect lines of Will's erection through his sweat pants as he rolled his hips, slowly, feeling my own erection starting to spread out in my trousers within seconds. It was probably the hottest things that I've even witnessed in my entire life. Who know that cooking could be so entertaining?

Now I was the one losing control.

"Fuck!", I cursed as Will started picking up the pace, finding the perfect friction between our bodies, "Will...I...I'm not...gonna...last..."

"What's the matter, Kiriakis? Having a "Hard" time keeping it together?", Will teased by emphasizing on the word "Hard", but never once back away. He just kept on going and there was no way of stopping him.

Believe me when I say it was hard alright. Deep down inside, I knew how wrong it would be for me to let this happen, and I had to put a stop to it before things got any further.

"Will...we shouldn't...Ahh...be doing this. You said...Oh God!..."

"Forget what I said...earlier", Will said as he lifted me up and guided my legs around his waist and pressed himself harder against me, "Want you...now!"

Will was really making it very hard for me to say no, nonetheless, I couldn't give in to temptation.

"Will...Want you too, so badly...But...we should stop...this isn't the way I want this to happen between us."

Will lowered me down to the ground and slowly pulled himself away, "Fuck! I'm so sorry." He turned away and leaned himself down against the counter and let out a sigh, "Fuck!"

The sexual tension between us was something that was beyond our control. I knew Will felt bad about what almost happened. However, it didn't change that fact that we both wanted this, and I for one was as much to blame for letting things escalate this far.

I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around Will's waist from behind and gently rested my chin on his shoulder, "There's no need to be sorry, Will. Just so you know, I wanted this just as much as you did."

Will took a deep breath before speaking, "I know...but it doesn't change the fact that I could have control things in a better manner."

I smiled and turned Will over so that he was facing me, "You're probably right. We could have handled things better. But for what it's worth, I'm glad this happened."

Will looked surprised at my admission, "Really?"

"Yeah, really."

"But why?", he asked.

"Because, now I know that without a doubt, that I want this. All of this. You..."

Will remained silent while I spoke.

"For the first time in my life, I know exactly what I need to do in order to get what I want."

"And what would that be?"

"I need to be honest, Will. I need to be honest with you and with myself if there is ever a chance of this becoming more. But as you said before, you need so time to figure things out, and that perfectly acceptable. However, that's not the only thing that's weighing in on our relationship at the moment."

"What do you mean?"

"All in due time, Will. I'm sorry that I can't tell you tonight, but just like you, I also need time to sort few things out. I promise you that it has nothing to do with the way I feel about you, Will. Cause I know that without a doubt, that my feelings for you are growing stronger. And tonight...You just confirmed how strong those feelings actually are for me."

Will smiled.

"So, how about we continue where we left off and pretend like nothing happened and enjoy the rest of our evening together."

"I would like that very much, Sonny. However, I'm not going to forget what happened, or as I should say, almost happened between us, as like you Mr. Kiriakis, I know exactly what I need to do know in order to get what I want."

"Oh, and what would that be?", I asked, mocking Will's own words.

"All in due time, Mr. All in due time."

(Sonny's POV)

"Yeah, I might have helped out a little, but this, this was all you, Will. I can't thank you enough for inviting me over tonight. It's been so long since I've enjoy the company of another person, that I've almost forgot what it was like."

"Yeah, tell me about it. I was almost afraid that I was going to bore you to death." Will giggled as he cleared off the kitchen table.

"You, Will Horton, are far from being boring. You're amazing. You need any help with the dishes?", I offered.

"Sure, thanks!", Will accepted with a smiled, "If you keep saying that I'm amazing, maybe someday, I might actually start believing you."

"Then I guess I'll just have to keep reminding you", I smiled as I passed along the dirty dishes to Will so he could place them in the dish washer.

Will was smiling the whole time we were doing the dishes together. We kept at it until the entire kitchen thoroughly cleaned and spotless.

I was getting pretty late and I had to be at work bright and early in the morning. As much as I didn't want to leave Will's apartment, I knew it was time for me to part ways and call it a night.

I walked over to the living-room and grabbed my jacket off the back of the sofa and slowly made my way towards the door. Will noticed and immediately intervened.

"You're leaving so soon?", he asked and looked disappointed.

"Yeah, I have to be at the office at six tomorrow morning."

"Oh, yeah. I almost forgot about that. You're one of the big boys."

I giggled, "Yeah, that!"

Saying goodbye to Will was awkward and it was clearly obvious that neither of us knew exactly what to expect after tonight. "So, I guess I'll see you tomorrow, then?"

How lame was that for a goodbye? Why couldn't I just grad him right then and kiss him, hun? Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

"Yeah, I guess..."

"Thanks again for dinner, Will. It was amazing."

"Don't mention it." Will answered and looked down at the ground, "So..."

"So...I guess this is goodbye, then..."

God! Why can't I just act normal for once?

"Yeah, I guess it is."

"Goodbye, Will." I smiled.

"Goodbye, Sonny."

With that, I turned around, and left.

I took my good old-time walking down the stairs from the third floor down, thinking back to each and every moment that Will and I shared together this evening. I smiled at the memories and wondered if ever I would be able to experience such wonderful memories with Will once I tell him the truth about the letters.

As much as I hated to admit it, I was worried. Worried that Will wouldn't understand why I couldn't come out and just tell him who I was. All I could now was pray to God and hope that in time, Will would be able to forgive me for lying to him all this time.

The one thing that I was positively sure about though, is that I was going to tell Will tomorrow no matter what. Cause after tonight, there was no way in hell that I spend another day lying to him. I reached inside my jacket pocket and made sure the final letter from anonymous was still safely tucked away in my inside pocket. I pulled it out for a moment and traced my fingers slowly over the word "Angel" that was written across the envelope, "My Angel", I whispered to myself before placing the letter back in my jacket.

Just as I was about to push the door open to leave the building, I heard Will calling out my name from afar.

"Sonny, Sonny!", he called out. I turned around and saw Will running down the stairs in my direction.

"Will! Is everything, okay? Did I forget something?" I asked as Will came to a complete and utter stop right in front of me.

"Yeah", he panted, "You forgot...", he panted some more and swallowed hard before he continued, "You forgot to kiss me good night." Will gently cupped both sides of my face and pulled me in for slow, mesmerizing kiss.

"Wow! That was unexpected.", I admitted as I pulled away slightly.

Will chuckled, "In a good way I hope."

"Definitely in a good way", I informed him and pulled him in for another quick smooth.

I felt Will slightly shiver against me, "Will, you're freezing. You should get back inside before you catch a cold."

The entrance wasn't a very well heated area, and Will had nothing but a t-shirt on, "Yeah, I guess you're probably right."

"Here", I gestured him to get closer, "Let me warm you up for a minute."

Will took bait and wrapped his arms around my waist under the jacket and laid his head against my chest, "There! Now you're all warm."

"Thanks Sonny."

"Always."

We stayed wrapped up in each other for a few more minutes before Will tiled his head to the right so he could look up at me, "Guess I should probably let you leave now", he smiled.

"Yeah, I should go before I change my mind about leaving."

"So, I'll see you tomorrow? At work I mean? We could, I don't know...maybe grab a cup of coffee or something?", Will offered.

"I would like that very much, Will. There's something that I would love to talk to you about tomorrow. Maybe we could met up after work and discuss it?"

There it was. The moment of truth. If Will agrees to this, that would mean at exactly six o'clock tomorrow evening, I would be telling him everything.

"Oh, yeah. I'm not sure I can make it tomorrow. Chad's been at me all week about the office party that he's dying to go to. I kinda already told him that I wasn't interested in going, but...but I think I should probably go, you know? Just in case he needs a wing man or something."

"Oh, okay."

"Are you going?"

"No, I don't think so. I don't usually do well at office functions."

"Me neither, So...rain check maybe?"

"Yeah, of course. So, I'll see you tomorrow, then."

"You can count on it. Night, Sonny." Will kissed me one last time before he pulled himself out of my jacket and backed away.

"Night, Will."

I walked out of the building and waved over at Will who was watching me walk away. Once he was out of sight, I started thinking of another way that I could tell Will about my secret. The only other solution that I could think of was to give Will the letter that I wrote. Once again, I reach inside my jacket pocket to pull out the letter, only to find that my letter wasn't there anymore. I panicked and check over my other pockets and the letter wasn't there. It was gone. I must have dropped it back at the apartment, and Will must have...

"Shit!"

(Will's POV)

I smiled as I watched Sonny walk away, feeling very happy about the evening we shared together. Just as I was about to go back upstairs to my apartment, I notice a single white envelope laying across the floor where Sonny stood just a few minutes ago. I figured it was Sonny's.

I picked it up and hurried out the door to see if I could still see Sonny. Unfortunately, he was already gone and nowhere to be found.

I went back inside and hurried up the stairs and decided that I would just give it to Sonny when I saw him at work in the morning. I made nothing of it and threw it on the counter and when on with my usually evening rituals. I locked the door and grabbed a glass of water and headed towards my bed room to catch up on some reading.

Just as I was about to walk by the counter, I noticed the name that was written across the envelope. It was addressed to: My Angel.

I didn't understand. As far as my brain went, it had basically short-circuited after reading the name on the envelope. I picked it up and looked it over a few times, just to make sure that I wasn't imagining all this.

The first thing I questioned was why would Sonny have a letter addressed to Angel? To me? He never denied that he read my letters, however he never admitted to reading them either.

I pulled out a stool from the counter and sat down and tried to make sense out of all of this, and the only logical explanation that I could possibly come up with was that Sonny must have a found the letter back at the office and somehow, had forgotten to give it to me. Maybe he just forgot about the letter all together.

Or was I just making excuses for Sonny, because I didn't want to believe that Sonny could hide something like this from me.

There was just something just didn't feel right about this. Something that I couldn't explain.

I stared at the letter for god knows how long before I decided to open it up and just read it. Despite that fact that I felt guilty for doing so, I picked up the envelope and slid my finger along the edge, being careful not to cut myself in process, and pulled the envelope open.

Inside, was a letter.

A new letter.

I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down and pulled the letter out of the envelope and opened it up. After reading the first line, I paled and raised a hand and covered my mouth. I stood there motionless and bewildered at what I had just discovered.

"Dear Angel, My name is Sonny Kiriakis, and I am the one that has written you all those love letters as your anonymous..."

"How could this happen? How could I have not known?", I asked myself as I dropped the letter on the counter and picked up my half empty glass of water and threw it across the room against the door, where it shattered to pieces, "Son of a bitch."