No More Rain, Chapter Two [Exclusive]
As promised two weeks ago, here is the second chapter of No More Rain. Given Rain and Colt’s limited interaction in the last chapter, I wanted the pair to engage more at one of Robbie’s parties. Enjoy!
It was an extravagant affair. Robbie’s luxurious mini-mansion was filled with half-dressed partygoers, having abandoned their attire to participate in sexual trysts. Oh yes, I did miss attending these parties. Shane was lying on the floor, cigarette in his mouth while Robbie bored him with details of his life.
I mouthed sorry to him and looked around for Colt, eager to see the man of my dreams once again. Our one night meeting a few weeks ago continued to make me smile and I was hoping tonight would be the start of something new.
“So what do you think of my party, dear,” Robbie asked.
“It’s cool I guess,” Shane answered, blowing smoke into the host’s face. I felt inclined to apologize for Shane’s gross habit until I saw Robbie adjusting himself.
One more unusual thing about you, I thought to myself. It wasn’t enough that every party Robbie threw had an orgy in one of the rooms – no, he always had a boy toy for the evening. With his eyes set on Shane, I worried that Robbie would be the one who’d end up in tears. Shane’s recent break-up with Aiden was taking its toll on my favorite drug dealer. I knew I should have consoled him, but I was more concerned with Colt.
“When is Colt supposed to get here,” I asked, leaning against the wall.
“Soon,” Robbie replied, snuggling close to his boy toy.
I walked away, leaving the unusual pair alone. I loved roaming around Robbie’s estate; crystal chandeliers shimmered high above, the walls were painted with fine artistry, but nothing beat the dancehall. Sometimes I would sneak away from the party and just sit in the empty space. It went mostly unused except for rare occasions, so it was very quiet. Stained glass covered the entire room from the floor to the ceiling. When the sun hit, rainbow colors painted the room.
“Is this your escape from the chaos outside,” a rough voice asked.
I turned around and saw Colt standing in the doorway. My heart fluttered and I couldn’t speak. I just nodded and smiled.
“I’ve only been in here once,” Colt started. “It’s beautiful. Why doesn’t Robbie ever use this room?”
I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I shrugged and stepped closer to my future husband. Colt’s sudden presence took me by surprise and I had a million things I wanted to say to him, but the words refuse to form cohesively.
“I’m glad you came,” I finally breathed out. “You look incredibly handsome.”
And he did. As he pulled me into a tight hug, his beard rubbed against me, making me laugh. His strong arms encompassed me and I felt happiness surge through me. How could one random encounter mean so much? How could I relive that moment weeks later? How could I be so lucky that I meet someone that I thought of constantly and wanted to be with?
Slowly being overwhelmed by these thoughts, I was forced back to reality when Colt pressed his lips against my forehead. I pulled back, alarmed by his sudden affection.
“I’m sorry,” he said quickly.
“No, don’t be,” I started. “I wasn’t expecting that at all. It was sweet.”
Colt smiled, and I resumed hugging him. I never wanted to let go.
At some point, Colt managed to pry me off and we sat down on the floor. We swapped tales about our work week, our friendship with Robbie, and before long, we stared at each other awkwardly. It was amusing to find that someone like Colt, someone who could probably intimidate others with his height and gruff voice, was sweet and good natured.
“You have really nice eyes,” Colt said. “Like the kind they write songs about.”
“That is so…cliché,” I laughed. “But thank you.”
My eyes were your common brown, and nothing was special about them. They were dark and looked empty, but as dumb as it sounded coming from him, I felt special. An awkward minute of silence passed before I leaned forward and kissed him.
He gasped but quickly gave in, and I could feel him smiling through our kiss. As our tongues wrestled for dominance, Colt’s dominant side emerged and he began leaning forward and pushing me to the ground. Lying on top of me, he saw that he lost control of himself and broke away.
“I’m so sorry,” Colt said. “I didn’t mean to do that.”
“Don’t apologize. I liked it a lot,” I admitted. I gave him a sly smile and pulled him close to me once more. “I want you.”
The sudden lust for Colt had me kissing him fiercer and harder than before. Our hands explored each other and clothes were shed and tossed to the floor. Midway through our lovemaking, I realized I finally attained the happiness I’ve been looking for. It wasn’t just someone who made me happy; it was having someone that made me smile. We hadn’t known each other for very long, but I felt happy. And having a raincloud hover for so long, having Colt here made rainbow colors appear.
As passionate as we were, Colt and I grew exhausted and fell asleep on each other like the time before. Except when I woke, he was still beside me. Last night wasn’t a dream. The sun lingered high above the stained-glass ceiling, casting various hues onto us. I looked back at Colt and saw him sleeping peacefully and snoring slightly. I smiled and wrapped his arm around me. He groggily whispered my name followed by something I never thought I’d hear.
“Rain, I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
The three words I never thought I’d hear, they seemed more important now than ever. Colt tightened his arm around me, kissed my neck and proceeded to fall back asleep on the cold floor. Yes, I was happy in the arms of someone I loved.