Honesty requires bravery all the time… As much as betrayal beseeches honor.
I feel his heartbeat against my cheek as fast as my own. His skin, slippery wet and he smells like cigar and my white cotton shirt sticks to his arms when he slides them around me. He presses his face to my neck and kisses me right above the collarbone, kisses my cheek, kisses my chin, my lips.
“Are you afraid of me Vivienne?”
“I am so terrified,” I replied with a smile.
“Sleep,” he says. “Nightmares won’t touch you, I’ll protect you with my bare hands.”
“Shhh…” I say, “Put your arms around me.” He slips both arms around my waist. I smiled.
“I love you,” I said looking straight in his eyes.
He frowns, trying hard not to smile. “Say it again.”
“I said I love you. I really do,” I said. He stares at me.
“I love you too,” he says.
Deceit… Lies implore commitment. Human frailties can excuse any evil.