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The Visitor

Was it possible that those two couldn't be without themselves even one day? Or Sully wanted to see how their lives worked together? Anyways, it was a bit unexpected surprise when the hour before the lunch was heard the bell. Elena and Nate were a little nervous at first, but what villain would announce arrival ahead of time? Logically, it had to be someone who was friendly. And as soon as he opened the door, gray hair, a red shirt and light trousers were good clues as well as the pungent smell of his cigar. One of the most unpleasant things which was typical for him. Her olfactory cells always suffered.

But now was important to prepare lunch. Actually, it was something like a little gift for her husband. Or maybe as an apology that their first night in the house hadn't been according to his wish. Fortunately, her sleep hadn't been interrupted, but Elena knew that it will happen again soon. The question was only when and how she will survive it this time. After all, in this house, she wasn't alone. Concerns about the future were justified, but also unnecessary. Moreover, she had to concentrate. Tortillas filled with chicken were among his favorite meals and so she had to do her best. And he certainly wouldn't like if she cut herself with knife. Actually, it was only her thought, because he didn't know about her inner monologue. She didn't even hear the conversation between the two men.

"Are you kidding me?" Nate said, a little incredulously.

"Why not?" Sully defended himself. "I can't sit still in one place. In addition, you don't want to run around the world for treasure now, so that's why my trip to visit old places is perfect."

"And Lima is your first stop?" The more he thought about it, the more it didn't make sense. "You know what happened last time, Sully."

"I know, kid, but trust me. This time, I just want to relax."

"I know your style of relaxation too well. Alcohol, beaches, women. Should I continue?"

Nate spoke to him as a parent with concerns about his future state. Mostly Sully had been the wiser, who gave him advice. Treasures which he had wanted to find or using weapons. But this idea wasn't considered as good. Quite the contrary. It was a little bit unsafe. That was probably the wrong term for it also.

"Come on, Nate. Don't be such a pain in the ass. You should be happy for me. If you were in those years as me, you would want to enjoy the life in the same way."

True, but it didn't mean another frantic chase, shooting and stuff like that, which he had decided to give up because of his wife. Although, it was clear from the beginning that persuading him wasn't worth it (in fact, he had no choice). However, he could warn him at least.

"All right. Go. But no bad deals. Not with men, and especially not with women." Actually, it was kind of like an order. But Sully just smiled and tasted his cigar, which suddenly was even better than before.

"You have my word, kid," and then he exhaled a cloud of smoke.

Nate simply shook his head with a smile. Why was he trying? Although, the retired fortune hunter was worried, his mentor had his ways and lifestyle. Nothing could discourage him. Even he didn't have the power. However, Nate suddenly heard something and turned, looking for the source. It was Elena, who was walking from the fridge to the kitchen counter. Her beautiful face caught his attention first. Then her hands which were holding something, but he didn't see it very well. Then her hips. It seemed to him or she had better figure than before? But when she stopped and turned back to the meal, his eyes focused on another amazing place. Her butt.

It was like a catalyst, like a spark. Suddenly, he remembered the wonderful and romantic moments with her. Not only that. Her husband stared at her without a break, but it was mainly the idea which was getting more intense. Her encouraging moaning... her eyes filled with lust and pleasure saying, 'Don't stop'... her soft skin which was like a flame, like a volcano spewing lava... her firm, small breasts... his lips and tongue took care of them properly and tenderly... her sweet moisture... her orgasm, which was a blessing for him... 'Nate!'... At that moment, she reached it. It wasn't just a sweet cry, but above all it was a sign that she felt exceptionally. Thanks to him. How beautiful it would be to make love with her again. He missed her gentle touches and attention. The close proximity of their bodies was addiction and obsession at the same time. Treasure hunting could never give him this. It was adrenaline rush, excitement and fun. But this was a different kind of emotions and feelings. When he was with her, time ceased to exist completely. As if the seconds, minutes and hours were unknown concepts. He longed for her. He wanted to be with her. As one body. As one soul. As a whole from two halves. More than before.

"...And before you say that my new plane looks like a piece of junk, I'm sure that..."

Only now Sully noticed that Nate wasn't listening. His head was turned toward his wife. When his mentor leaned over to see what part of her body was the target, he realized that he was lost.

"Nate?" Nothing, no reaction. "Nate!" He was still intrigued by another person, and so Sully had no choice but to shove into his left shoulder. And it wasn't too gently. "Nate!" Sudden and unexpected movement of his body from the natural axis was a bit annoying, but it was sufficient warning. Nate turned his head back at him.

"What?"

Expression of misunderstanding said it all. But it lasted only a moment before he realized what had happened. How embarrassing and rude. Caught by lust here and now in front of the sight of his best friend, but he couldn't deny that his attention had gotten carried away. She was capable of many things actually but this time, it was stronger.

"Oh..." He glanced again at Elena and then his eyes once again focused on Sully. "Sorry." But it was too late. He got suspicious and since it wasn't his habit to give up so quickly, it was necessary to get more information from him.

"Is something wrong, kid?" His voice was much quieter, probably because of her, but again, the word was there. That sweet, little childish but sincere nickname.

"What do you mean?"

Justified feeling that he wanted to discuss something. However, it was useless and unimportant. It was clear that he couldn't solve the problem instead of him and therefore Nate wanted to get away from this matter as soon as possible.

"You stared at her."

"No, I didn't."

"You were looking at her butt."

"Sully, please stop it."

"You watched her hindquarters."

"No."

"Nate!"

Authoritative rebuke, he called it like that. Covering up and hiding, according to him, never made sense. The important thing was to open up. Whether it was rage which destroyed things around. Or tears which flowed like endless waterfalls. Not to mention joy which caused pain of abdominal and facial muscles. Although, it was now on the edge of hearing, it had the same meaning.

"Don't be silly and talk to me. You know that my ears are able to listen, and this mouth isn't just for cigars," and Sully pointed to his lips. Nate had to chuckle. "Come on, kid. What's happening?"

Even he himself didn't know, but it would be better to confide at least with a small part, because it was for his soul like a huge burden. He sighed. His mind wanted to put together following words while he looked at Elena. They didn't exist, because her gaze was directed at her hands slicing lettuce. Nate turned back, but his eyes focused on a brown surface of the table.

"We didn't make love yesterday," he said quietly and sadly. "In fact, she didn't even slept with me in the same bed. When we were both in the bedroom, she looked strange. She asked me if I had slept with another woman. She also mentioned Chloe even," his tone was frustrated, but he managed to keep the volume at a low level. "I swore to her that I have never cheated on her... but eventually she took her things and went to the guest room." Sully attentively listened and had to admit that this wasn't her typical behavior. However, Nate decided to continue. "Since this morning, I haven't had the courage to ask her. I don't want to push her into anything or be too curious, but... " he sighed heavily again: ,"... but it hurts me... something troubles her. Surely, there's something what I don't know about. However, she doesn't want to tell me."

A secret. Very vulnerable word and thing which could cause a deep wound in the heart. Why would she hide it? Was it so difficult that she didn't want to talk about it? He was able to listen and share her problem, whether it was anything. And what about the term 'relationship' and 'marriage'? Being there for each other anytime, helping in every way. His presence, hugs, comforting words... He was ready to give her everything. Perhaps it was a mere desire to correct the mistakes of the past, which he had done. His life as a crazy and obsessive adventurer had ended and now she had his full attention. However, it seemed that she didn't want his understanding. Sully was quiet, watching his expression of disappointment. It wasn't necessary to think too much to make it clear that this unspoken thing was devouring him, even his bones. It was like a shadow which haunted him everywhere and didn't want to leave.

"So let it go," his friend said calmly. "Because the time will come and she will tell you herself." Not that it was bad advice, but mainly it was Nate's irritation becoming bigger.

"And how can you be so sure?"

Sully knew that he wanted to shout at him, but he still had in mind the secrecy of the conversation, and so it was a frustrated whisper expressing anger. He understood it, because it had to be really annoying.

"Because I know it. You're her husband, and therefore you have to be patient, with a little dose of a distance and space."

Nate stayed quiet this time. In his head started to spin little wheels more than before. It was also possible that steam was leaking from his ears, because the machine was overheating. The parts were twisting under the weight of the heat, and the precious invention with the name 'brain' could break up at any moment. However, then came the soothing emulsion.

"Don't worry about it, kid. It will be all right," Sully said again with the encouragement and fortunately, it worked.

Dangerous spiral of destruction was stopped and the pressure in his body returned to normal. But he was right. To the last letter. It was necessary to give her time and space. He didn't like it because curiosity and desire to know it were unsatisfied. Almost like an insatiable demon requiring more and more sinful souls. But the good side told him to listen to his mentor. It wouldn't be for the first time. And Nate realized that it was the best thing what at this point could do for her. However, he sighed again with much heavier heart.

"I just love her," and Nate looked into his eyes as a sign that his speech was serious. "I love her so much, Sully... and I don't want her to suffer in some way... Not anymore." His friend nodded several times.

Why did he say this? What did he mean? Elena started to concentrate on the present and on surroundings around her. Why her mind wandered off? When she tried to remember what had happened a while ago, she failed. She couldn't recall the conversation from the beginning and what was the topic. Although by the end was clear that it was her. Really? She looked at her hands and found out that lettuce was sliced already. How long had it been like this? Blackout of the mind. Total loss of concentration and attention. Only living in her head and thoughts. Or the insecurity and fears paralyzed her again?

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Their common time wasn't bad. Although his surprise in the form of breakfast went wrong, she appreciated his efforts with a smile. Not that unpleasant smoke or mess were something new, but she took it as a kind and attentive gesture which didn't end exactly as planned. This habit was similar also. But Nate had to admit that cinnamon pancakes with honey and raspberries were the best only from her. Lunches, which were created by their hands, were also fun. Sully flew away with his 'beautiful girl' on the trip. He had bought her for the found coins in Iram. Even though the retired fortune hunter thought this nickname was exaggerated, he liked it. And so Nate could fully concentrate on lessons - manipulating with cooking utensils and ingredients. Although, his eyes sometimes looked at the beautiful blond woman next to him, who was giving him a lot of advice. It was always quiet and unnoticed staring. Also (from time to time), all the precepts and practices were quite long and he wondered why she couldn't do something better with her lips. There were so many different ways and things for their use. But it was clear that such thoughts couldn't dominate him in front of her and so he rather again focused on the main topic. But it wasn't that easy.

House cleaning was another activity in which he wanted to improve. For Elena, it was a bit of a shock when he took a mop in his hand, saying, 'What next?' After a few seconds of misunderstanding and confusion he received an explanation and finally took place amazing synergy of man and woman. It was really odd that Nate liked it, but when he realized that treasure hunting was history now, it was necessary to learn other useful things. And she could see that her husband was a natural talent. Plus everything went smoothly and so both needed fewer hours. Additionally, he wanted to help her. She had clear proof that his wife could rely on him. The journalist then deservedly gave him a kiss on the cheek. But it was also the only intimacy which existed between them now, because it was clear what would happen with a kiss on the mouth... That's how it went three days.

The stone walls among them weren't entirely destroyed, and she still slept in the guest room. However, their behavior were similar. Both opened doors to the rooms. Nate every night expected that she will come to him to sleep. His arms were waiting for her, and his ears were listening intently any sound which could mean her tender steps. But it didn't happen and even if he closed his eyes alone, his thoughts were with her. But Elena wasn't relaxed at all. Of course, he lived in her mind, but her husband wasn't the only one. Nervousness, fear, what will happen? Will she again desperately scream his name? Will she cry again? Her breathing wasn't calm, as if the whole body began to panic now. She didn't want to close her eyes, not in this state. Shame that sleep was an important part of life, because she could stay awake all night. Kind of an impossible request and wish and so she did what her body asked for. Nonetheless, Elena had the feeling that the nightmare was close.

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