Pain Without Love (Complete)

10- Revolution

Revolution was not the kind of establishment that Shawn had expected Mila to choose to meet up in. It was an independant coffee shop, on the wrong side of town, the walls were covered with abstract paintings as harpsichord music filled the air.

He'd been waiting for 10 minutes so far and he was pretty sure he was now high off the scent of incence

"You aren't going to bolt on me again and leave me with the bill are you?" laughed Mila as she placed a steaming hot cup of coffee down on to the brown, wooden table in front of Shawn and then dropped down into the low, leather sofa and let out a sigh of relief.

Shawn knew that she was joking, her dark eyes twinkled up at him full of mischief but he couldn't help but feel guilty over how their evening together had ended, about how he had literally been taking her up against the door, experiencing the most intense orgasm of his life one second and then running out of the same door the next second babbling some bullshit that probably made him seem like a crazy person

Looking at Mila he couldn't help but blush at his behavior as he observed her properly for the first time since she joined him

She looked so different from either time he had seen her before. Her long hair was plaited and thrown over one shoulder and she wore a red strapless crop top and simple blue jeans. She looked stunning, the third incarceration of Mila that he had met and the third one to take his breath away.

"I'm sorry about the other night, I'm not usually the type of guy that...

"Hits it and runs?" Shawn cringed at her choice of words but knew that was exactly what he did

"You know Shawn, that's the second time you have said to me that you aren't that kind of guy and I still haven't worked out what exactly you mean by it. You aren't the kind of guy that hooks up with someone they barely know?"

"No it's not that, I mean, I have had one night stands before but this was...well it wasn't your regular one night stand was it?"

"Ok so do you mean you aren't the kind of guy that usually gives a girl exactly what she wants, exactly what she asks for, I'm sorry Shawn but I thought that after succumbing to two years of nothing but missionary that was exactly the type of guy you were"

He was about to start arguing the point about his previous sex life when Mila appeared to lose interest in the conversation all together, instead of waiting for his response she studied the menu whilst humming a tune that Shawn didn't recognise

"I want chocolate cake, do you want me to get you some too?"

"No thanks do you know how much sugar is in that stuff? "

"Do you know sugar is the reason it tastes so damn good, I'll be back. Don't run out on me, will you"

He rolled his eyes as she winked at him and then headed to the counter and within minutes she returned with a slice of cake that waz almost the same size as her

"So come on then, your dissappearing act the other night and the big dramatic, 'I'm not this guy speech', what was it all about?" she puts a fork full of chocolate cake in to her mouth and as Shawn watches the fork go in and then back out he allows himself a second to remember what it felt like to be between those perfect, pink lips.

"To be honest with you I just freaked out. The things I said and did..."

"All of which I asked for and consented to" she continued to eat her cake and gaze at Shawn as though they were talking about something as bland as the weather

"Maybe so but Mila, I'm... I never thought of myself as the type of guy that could speak to a woman like that or handle a woman like that"

She placed another folk full of cake in to her mouth and then smirked up at him whilst nodding