Post by Sydney Effin LaRoux on Aug 30, 2012 4:48:15 GMT -5
Bermuda.
It was paradise.
-Our- paradise.
From the moment I planned this trip, I knew that whatever happened there would change things between Myke and I, forever. We had five days of private time to sort out what we wanted from each other, and what we planned to do with one another as we moved forward. I had a good idea of what I wanted to happen between us, but first, I needed to see what he had in mind for the rest of this honeymoon-esque vacation. He had lost his championship to Ben Hanson, and I, had lost mine to The British Bomber. We were finally free of the burden that titles brought. He could be himself and I could finally get to spend some time rekindling what had been there between us for years. We were both seeking something in this getaway. I hoped that no matter what the reasons were when we first came, it turned out to be “each other” by the end of it.
It was paradise.
-Our- paradise.
From the moment I planned this trip, I knew that whatever happened there would change things between Myke and I, forever. We had five days of private time to sort out what we wanted from each other, and what we planned to do with one another as we moved forward. I had a good idea of what I wanted to happen between us, but first, I needed to see what he had in mind for the rest of this honeymoon-esque vacation. He had lost his championship to Ben Hanson, and I, had lost mine to The British Bomber. We were finally free of the burden that titles brought. He could be himself and I could finally get to spend some time rekindling what had been there between us for years. We were both seeking something in this getaway. I hoped that no matter what the reasons were when we first came, it turned out to be “each other” by the end of it.
[Rosewood Tucker’s Point Villa]
(Hamilton Parish, Bermuda- 11:30PM)
The moon was casting its silver beams down upon the ocean that was steadily tumbling the white wave crests over the deep blue-green sea. Many stars collected and painted pin pricks into the obsidian in the places that the lingering silver edged grey clouds didn’t touch. The night air was warm but held a hint of sea salt as it flowed in a soft breeze around Bermuda’s dark shores. No one seemed to be around for a mile in either direction. It was just him, and me.
We had built a small dirftwood fire in one of the rock formations that Bermuda had on their shores. It was a tall structure that hid us from the hotel and anyone who would venture out this far down the beach to investigate. He told me he wanted to take a walk, so we did. He didn’t seem to want to leave the beach since we arrived, and I couldn‘t blame him. It was beautiful here. Myke showed me that he had this sexy primal hunter-gatherer instinct to him that I wasn’t aware of. He had found driftwood seeming from nowhere and used some shore grasses and dried kelp as tinder to light it. He was just full of pleasant surprises.
We had been sitting next to the small fire for what felt like an hour, but it couldn’t have been that long. Time really didn’t matter much to me right now. All that mattered was being in his arms as we enjoyed the solitude of the beach. The warm glow of the fire eventually began to die down into barely roaring embers but it was still alight enough to cast the orange warmth over one side of us as we looked out to the night sky and the ocean. He moved his head into my neck and let it there remain buried there for longer than I thought he would.
“Are you asleep?”[/I] I asked him with that sing-song smooth motherly voice.
“No. Just enjoying you and the beach, momma.” [/i]He rumbles in a soft voice from slightly below my ear.
“Mmm. Just making sure.” [/I]
I turn my head a little into his face and he lifted his head with a light sigh. I could tell that something was bothering him back home. I eased up a bit to get more comfortable and he moved his chest against my back again as he wrapped his arms tighter around me. I moved my hands up to his arms and I held them back in return. His lips pressed a kiss to the side of my head tenderly.
“What‘s wrong?..” I say gently to him.
“I know the next few days are going to go by so fast. Then we have to go back to the world as we know it.”
He was right about that much. Soon the five days of bliss would be over and we would have to go back to our lives in Chicago, good or bad. I hugged his arms tigher against me and I turned my head back into his shoulder and I slouched in the sand a bit to be able to turn and look at him as he held me.
“Can I ask you something and get the truth?” [/I]
He looked at me now curiously about what I was going to ask. Even in the dimness I could see his soft smile as he thought about that. I loved to see him smile. He didn’t do it nearly that often. He was getting excited about what I might ask him now.
“I always tell the truth. Ask me.” [/I]
“Alright.” I paused thinking of just what I wanted to ask him and how to word it. “You have been in love with me since you first laid eyes on me, haven’t you, Supes?”
He started to chuckle and he looked out to the ocean. He moved his fingertips up to rub at his lower lip before he turned his head back to me with a wide smile. “Yes. I was captivated by you even then and then when we spent that taxi cab ride home together, I knew why people felt the way they did about you.”
I smiled softly as he invoked the memory of that taxi cab ride in Canada. It had been nothing special to those on the outside but inside of that moment, we knew. We knew that there was no one else in the world who felt as perfect as the other person. Myke broke the silence and wet his lips to speak.
“Since we are playing a lil bit of the truth game, I want to ask you something and get the truth..”
“Sure. Anything.”
“Do you ever wish that Biggz was mine?” [/i]He watched me after he asked it.
I was silent now and I lost my playful smile. He went right for the throat in this little game. I took a deep breath and I closed my eyes.
“That is a little bit of an unfair question.”
“Maybe it was, but there isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t wish that were true. Becky ripped Ian away from me, and Ry has been my lil man since we started being together. I wish he was mine with all my heart.”
“The truth is, he isn’t, but that doesn’t mean that I haven’t wanted the same thing. I wish I had ran into you that night, but I didn’t. I wish he were yours, because I love you, Myke.”
I leaned up closer to his face and I kissed him softly, enough he would enjoy the taste of my lips. When I pulled back from his lips, he smiled. Every kiss seemed to make our love brand new again.
“And I love you. More and more everyday.” [/i]He rubs his fingers up gently against my cheek and jaw line.
Things got still as we both looked out to the ocean and the stars. I figured it was my turn again so I went ahead with my question. “Are you afraid of Sam?”
“I used to admire Sam for being a stand-up guy. I could depend on him to ride into hell with me if he needed to because I considered him my brother, like Bondo. He took me to IWX and then used us both. He took you and ran across the country and never once seemed apologetic for hurting you. I envied him. He had you and I wanted you. I have always wanted you but it was never the right time.”
“What makes you so sure this time it is? I mean I still don‘t believe I am where I am right now. In your arms.” [/I]
“Syd, it’s because as much as Aaron shoved his views down my throat, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. You were there for me no matter what I did or said. It became overwhelming to the point I was coming onto you rather boldly. I didn’t care about Chris’s feelings or Sam’s. It was selfish, yes, but I was doing it for me. You are what calms me. You are what I need in my life. Believe it or not, you might think I am Superman for the fans, but really deep down, I have always been Superman.. for you.”
And my heart melted. I felt my eyes well up with tears after he said the last part. He could get the strong Sydney LaRoux to cry in a matter of seconds. He always had a knack for doing that. I shifted in his arms and I draped my arms around his shoulders and I hugged him tightly against me. I buried my face into his neck, enjoying the comfort and the scent of him mixed with the warm air blowing the stars around.
-Buzz Buzz Buzzzzzzzzzz-
We both jerked a little as we felt the vibration of his phone. His arm moved down to his shorts pocket and he retrieved his phone that was vibrating. He turned it over in his hand and saw the name scrolled across the screen in bright white letters, “Becky”. I felt him stiffen and he looked at me almost painfully. Becky really did a number on Myke over the last several years. She and I had never met, but I knew that in her wake she left nothing but pain. I felt anger well up inside of me and I snatched his phone from his hand and I answered it as I got up from the sand. He remained unmoving, hugging his knees a bit as he watched me.
Hello?” [/I]
“Dah-Dee..“
A child’s voice filled my ear for a moment and I got a curious look from Myke. It must have been Ian. Damn you Becky, even miles away she could still get to him.
“Hey little one..“ [/i]I turned away from Myke as if I were talking to my own son on the phone. My voice softened a little before the sound of movement came over the line.
“Myk…Wait, who is this?”
“Someone not impressed with you using your son to mess with Myke.” [/I]
“Ohhh. You must be the new girl I have heard about.” [/i]She laughed. I did not.
“What do you want Becky?” [/I]
“Right to the point, I like that. I want to talk to Myke.” [/I]
“Well you aren’t going to talk to Myke. And so help me, you might never get to again. I will do everything to protect him from you hurting him again.”
I snapped the phone shut and I sighed.
“She is just another one who wants to rip us apart.”[/color]
I nodded softly and offered my hand to help him up from the sand. He put it back into his pocket and got up dusting his shorts off.
“Some things never change, Syddo.”
I didn’t know if he meant me or was talking about her.
“But the difference now is that you have me and I won’t let anyone hurt you. Especially Becky. Now, I think we should get back to the villa and enjoy a little bit of that leftover cheesecake.”
I winked at him. I started to walk away and glance over my shoulder a bit.
He grinned softly now and his eyes took on a devious gleam.
“Hold up momma…Cheesecake you say?”
His weakness for the confectionary dessert had him jogging to catch up to me from behind. He grabbed ahold of me and picked me up as I shreaked out into the night playfully. He nearly tackled me to the ground before I broke free. We stumbled and playfully made our way back up to our villa to enjoy cheesecake..with one spoon.
I tell her every day to write a book man. She be good. ;D
