The HazeWalker

A traitor in our midst

Kyle and I had made love for the rest of the day and slept all night. I awoke the next more sore in places I didnt even know existed. I began to get out of bed but was grabbed around my waist. Kyle pulled my back flush against his hard body. "Don't leave me just yet." He murmured in the pillow. I began tracing his strong arms with my finger tips. Kyle set up propping his head on his hand. "Let's move in together." He grinned at me. I looked at him shocked, caught off guard. "We are mated for life baby, it only makes sense. " he smiled I couldn't resist him if I wanted to. I shook my head yes and smiled. He grabbed me and kissed me passionately.  I pulled away playfully "Listen here mister, I've got things to do and you keeping me naked in this bed all day, I'm never gonna get them done." I giggled "But I like you naked and in bed with me." He groaned. "Don't pout." I teased. I lifted the covers and scooted from the bed. "Come let's get breakfast." I smacked the bed. As I left the room I heard him laugh, "you better start packing baby, your going home." He yelled. 

Later that evening with truck packed full of my belongings we pulled up to Kyle's cabin. "Who lives over there?" I pointed to a small cabin across the field. "My father." Kyle replied as he jumped from the truck. I looked over at the small house in the distance, a shiver ran down my spine. Something about Kyles father didnt set right with me. I hopped down from the truck and looked at the house that stood in front of me. It was beautiful.  The log cabin stood two stories tall, and had a wrap around porch with a large swing mounted in the front. I walked up on the porch and in the front door. It was breath taking. The foyer was beautiful with real hard wood floors and a spiral staircase. The white walls brightened the house. Kyle took me on a tire showing me all 4 bedrooms and 3 and a half baths. The kitchen was amazing with all stainless still appliances, and the living room was comfortable and homey. I already felt at home, and I hadn't been here no more than two hours.

Kyle and I spent the rest of the day unpacking my things and making room for them in the master bedroom. I was just putting away the last things in the closet when I felt Kyles strong arms wrap around my waist. "I can't wait to fill all these rooms with babies." He whispered. "And how many exactly are you thinking?" I asked curiously. "As many as we can handle." He admitted. "Then let's get started." I told him turning around in his arms. 

Kyle and I made love late into the night and fell asleep in each others arms. That's when I started dreaming of my mother once again. She was sitting on  the staircase to the house. "Come sit." She smiled at me. I did as she asked and sat down beside her. I lay my head in her lap as she stroked my head. "He is close Eliza my dear girl NOW WAKE UP" she screamed. I sat straight up in bed startled.  Why would my mother scream at me like that? Kyle was still fast asleep beside of me. I gently got up from the bed and grabbed my robe. I needed some fresh air.