THE DIVER

PART 21: THE KISS OF LIFE

SANEM POV

Well, he wasn't joking when he said that he could do better.
We could do better.

Last night was...
Well, there just doesn't seem to be a suitable adjective for what Can Divit does to me. He lights me up, inside and out. With bells and whistles going off too.

By the time he came back from the bathroom, I think I was in some sort of 'post coitus coma.'
My limbs truly were like jelly and I'm pretty sure if he'd asked me a question I would have been as coherent as Deniz.
Possibly a bit of babbling and some drooling but without the feet in the mouth because after all that straddling and orgasming, my legs were really not functioning at all.

I remember watching his incredibly toned backside leave the room. He came back with a bottle of water dangling between his fingers and I'm sure he checked on Deniz and then he got back into bed and held me.
The warmth from his body has to have some sort of sleep inducing drug in it, because after that, I remember nothing.

And now I've woken up alone, back in the master bedroom, in his bed with Deniz looking at me through the bars of the cot, chewing his feet.
Yes, aren't you a clever boy.
I've got no idea how I've made it back in here or where Can is?

"Oh, Deniz. Good morning gorgeous boy. Your mama is losing it."
He agrees with me, making a small gurgle and a squeal.
I lay looking at the ceiling for a couple more minutes, and then I slowly get up.  Okay, not so bad. The legs work again. Deniz is happy, so I go to the bathroom first. Wash my hands and face and brush my teeth and hair.

The water is still in the bath, so I pull the plug and watch it spiral down and disappear.
My black nightshirt is in no fit state to be worn and I don't want to walk around the house naked, so I scan the room and see a pile of clean washing on a chair and go to inspect it.
There's a large beige T-shirt with a frayed neckline. It's soft and I bring it up to my nose and breathe in his masculine scent.
It makes my insides clench again.
This will be perfect.
I'm sure he won't mind.
Leyla has packed two sets of spare underwear so I'll need to think about doing some washing soon.

I wash and change Deniz and then get back into bed with him, while he feeds.
I hold his hand, kissing his fingers. They fold around my thumb. His eyes are large and clear and when I smile at him, he smiles back.
"Are you okay with all this? I guess you are. You've been so good. Strange house, strange bed, strange man. But you like him, right?"
He makes a little grunt.

"Yeah, he's growing on me, too."

When he's finished, I lay him back down and slip the T- shirt over me, and then open the curtains.
The balcony doors aren't locked so I open them too and let in the fresh morning air and light. Last night's storm has cleared the air and its bright and sunny today.

My eyes adjust and then I become very wide awake...