The Witch and the Three Kings

Overdue Encounter

Khaia

There is a weight on me, that wasn't there when I went to sleep. The sun brightly shines through the the drapes casting a golden light. My body is a bit stiff this morning, but it's to be expected. Best thing is just to keep moving forward.

I peer to the other side of my bed, and see my favorite dark haired beauty, sprawled on the bed with a hand and foot over me. I can only imagine what time she got in, I didn't even hear her.

Gently removing Maya's appendages off me, I slowly make my way to the bathroom. A hot bath would be best this morning, but I don't have the time. Will just have to settle for an extremely hot shower instead.

Starting the shower, I remove my favourite over sized tshirt I like to sleep with and step inside. The water feels nice soothing. However, I can't help but wonder what his touch would feel like. Has it changed since the last time we were together, has he changed in this life.

No matter how many lifes, it's always like learning someone new with him, while I remain the same. Stuck to him, loving him, needing him. The connection is maddening, more so when I remember everything and he remembers none.

I pull myself from my thoughts long enough to wash my body and finish my shower. I step out of the shower, my movements still slow. Look at my tired self in the mirror, damn, my eyes look dull. At least my hair is in corn rows, don't have to worry about what to do with it until later.

Finished in the bathroom, I move to the closet to get dressed. I only need to show up at the Cafè today, so casual will do. A pair of dark blue skinny jeans, scrisp white tshirt and brown thigh high boots, a stack of gold jewelry and I'm done. No make up, that will be for later.

Moving passed the bedroom, where Maya is still peacefully asleep and lightly snoring, adorable. If only I could be that peaceful. Shaking my head in amusement on my way out.

"Siri, play friday yanos mix please, volume 5" let prebirthday antics begin.

I making my iced cappuccino when sleeping beauty arrives and slumps herself on the stool burying her head in her hands. Snorting light at her "what time did you get in?" I ask Maya. "Probably right after you fell asleep, around past 4" she mumbles through her hands, still not looking at me. "She was still pretty protective of you, almost didn't make it through" she adds finally lifting her head.

"She feels jittery still, I wonder why that is" I say as I move to make her a cup of espresso, "coffee?" I ask, knowing the answer.

"She's jittery because you feel weak, even to me. It's her job to protect you, she feels you need the most protecting right now" she completely breezed past my question. I hand her the espresso and she downs it, you'd swear it's not hot. I take a simp of my own drink in my hand and ask " why did you come, instead of sleeping at your own place" she came from the city, driving over 40 minutes to my house while slightly drunk, there has to be a reason.

"I knew what you were doing up at that time and I thought you might need a cuddle. With how the house feels, I'm glad I came. You need me" she looks at me at I smile. How did I get so lucky to bump into this crazy, caring soul first day of varsity.

Maya and I met six years ago, first day at university, yes, I went to varsity at 16, I'm really smart. Maya is two years older than me. I was lost and she well... found me. I studied architecture and interior design and she studied English lit. So Maya.

Look at her nursing her hangover, and even now she looks beautiful. Her bright hazel green eyes, clear almost golden skin, long brunette hair, full lips and great body. Easy to see why men love her, everybody really, men women and other creatures. For a girl raised in a traditional Indian household, her free spirit would fool you. "Let's go to the cafe and get th prep done, I need it" pulling her from her seat and she groans. Honestly, a quick spell would end all this.

The rest of the day goes by in a bit of a blur once we get to my cafe. I love coffee and I have a passion for reading, so I combined the two in my cute like cafe bookstore a year after I moved to this town.

We got our nails and hair done, me settling for a curly high puff and Maya soft waves. went to dinner at our favorite Italian restaurant to pass the time, then went to the appartment above the cafe get dressed.

Maya looked gorgeous in a LBD double slits and sweetheart neckline to accentuate her luscious breast, yes, they are very nice and I'm straight. I setting for a lace strapless navy blue short dress, didn't realise was as see through as it was. Now, don't get me wrong, I love my ass, just don't want the whole world to see it.

Pairing my dress with a strapless shapewear dress to make it tasteful and matching stockings, added navy high heel pumps and we were set. Make up was made to highlight my honey brown eyes and the rest was light.

Honestly, not much of a party goer. I prefer to practice my magic and read but today, I want to have fun for a change.

As we walk to the car Maya notes "I still can't believe how easy it was to convince you to come tonight" she says as we slide into the car, her in the passenger seat and me I the driver's side. "You sort of told me we were going out, and I kinda want to have fun like people my age" I tell her.

Looking at me with a wide grin, "that's my girl" she says with excitement, "f**k a mate bond, who needs it any ways" she hoots, loudly. I laugh and continue driving. It takes about 50 minutes to drive to the city.

We arrive at the club at 11pm and it looks very lively. We valet the car and the bouncer let's us through, Maya gives the big guy a kiss on the cheek and he blushes, wishing us a good time.

Stepping in the club and the music is bumping, bodies dancing on the dance floor, everyone having a good time.

Maya pulls me to the bar, ordering four shot of tequila. We quickly take them and she yet again pulls me to the dance and we start to dance. I haven't had fun like this in a while.

I feel him, here in this club. Before I even get a chance to looks around him, he's hand are on my waist, pulling me flush against him, moving to the beat of the music. He feels like home, he always has.

Finally.