Chapter 37 – I don’t want to say goodbye

Soundtrack: 3 Doors Down – Your Arms Feel Like Home


Sasha’s POV


This morning when I woke up I realized that I didn’t want to say goodbye to Nef. We had spent an amazing week together in Las Vegas. Every night I went to sleep with her in my arms and every morning we woke up that way. Today was our last day together. We each had early morning flights. It was hard knowing that I was getting on a plan to fly to the other side of the world without her. I wanted nothing more than to take her with me.

“What is with you?” Nef asked as she stirred. She was finally waking up.

“What you mean?”

“You never wake up early, but this week you’ve been awake before me just about every morning.”

“You just getting lazy,” I said laughing. It was true. I’m not a morning person and Nef is, but I also didn’t want to waste time sleeping. I wanted to be awake and spending time with her.

“I’m not lazy! I’m on vacation,” she said as she bit me. She’d taken to biting me whenever I teased or made fun of her. “Some of us still have day jobs!”

As punishment for biting me I flipped her over onto her back and tickled her.

“Ahhh!!” she screamed. “No! Please!”

I straddled her, pinning her to the bed and tickled her until her face turned bright red and she was gasping for breath.

“Stop, I can’t breathe,” she pleaded.

Nef loved to tickle me. She had done it on many occasions. However Nef hated to be tickled, hated it with a burning passion as she once told me. She also hated being pinned or held down, even though she loved doing both to me.

She squirmed trying to break free of my hold; her legs were kicking wildly. When that didn’t work she grabbed my wrists and tried to hold my hands away from her. That didn’t work either. I’m stronger than her.

“I’m sorry!” she shouted.

I stopped tickling her and said “Promise you not do it again.”

“I promise! Just don’t tickle me anymore.”

When I let her go she shifted away from me. When I reached to pull her in my arms she flinched and moved out of my grasp.

“No, I don’t trust you.”

I pouted my lips toward her and said “but I want to hold you.”

“Well you should have thought of that before you tickled me.”

I tackled her, trying to pin her down again but she was ready for me. She slipped out of my hands and onto my back. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around waist. She leaned backward pulling us both back on the bed. In this position I couldn’t reach around to grab her.

“I win,” she said.

“No,” I replied but she started to tighten her arms around my neck. “Okay, you win!”

I managed to sit up with Nef still on my back. When I stood I wrapped my arms around her legs, giving her a piggy back ride to the shower.

“Shower with me?” I asked.

“Yes.”

She slid down and I turned to pull the t-shirt she slept in over her head. She tugged on my briefs until the fell to the floor and my nakedness matched hers. We fought over the temperature of the shower. She liked hers a bit hotter than I liked mine.

“We have the same argument over and over again and it always ends up going my way. So just shut up and get your butt in the shower,” she told me as she turned the knob so that the water was slightly cooler.

“It still too hot.”

She growled at me and got in the shower closing the curtain.

“Then you can shower alone.”

I opted to get in the shower with her but I made her stand in front of the water spray. Showering with her is better than showering alone, especially when it ends with her pinned against the wall.

The logistics for tomorrow were simple. We were checking out at7am and I was flying with her to BWI where we would have a few more hours together before I caught my flight home. I was happy that I was able to route my flight through BWI airport. It hadn’t hurt this much when I left in May. I mean I was sad that we had to spend time apart sooner than we’d planned but now it was different. There was physical pain at the thought of having to leave her. Ovie was right. I am turning into a woman. Things like this had never mattered to me before. I’d never needed someone the way I needed Nefertiti.



Nef’s POV


Sasha flew with me to BWI. He would be catching a connecting flight back to Russia in just a few hours. We hadn’t let go of each other. I mean physically; we hadn’t let go of each other unless it was absolutely necessary. Last night we slept wrapped tightly in each others' arms, the cab ride to the airport I was in his lap, while sitting waiting to board the plane, and even on the actual flight we were touching.

When the announcement was made that his flight was boarding he pulled me into a tight hug.

“I see you in a few weeks,” he said.

“A few weeks,” I whispered back.

Leaving hadn’t gotten any easier. In fact it had gotten harder. The closer we became, the longer we were together the harder it was to be apart. I didn’t want him to leave and he wanted me to come with him. It made for a hopelessly depressed situation.

“How was your trip?” my mom asked when she picked me up from the airport.

“Good.”

“Then why so sad?”

“Didn’t want him to leave.”

My mom is not used to me being moody and glum. “It’s only a couple of weeks” she said to me. I knew that. I was already counting down the time until we could be together again.