I opened the bathroom door that would lead to her bedroom; to our bedroom seems more like it. I saw she was already on the bed; in a sexy lacy black lingerie. I really didn’t know what the occasion for but hell… I loved every second of it. Her perfect body lying seductively on the bed; I only had a towel wrapped around the bottom half of me; just out from the shower.

“You know, I can stare at your body… all day long…” She said to me; with one of her hand playing with her hair. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I smiled and walked to the edge of the bed. My feet are leaving water marks on the floor and my hair is dropping droplets of water.

I trace my finger from her foot to her knee; slowly and lightly. She bit her bottom lip as I did this. Sexy. 

“I can stare at you for the rest of my life…” I said; she smiled at me when I said it to her.

I still haven’t told her. I still haven’t told the big bad news; or the big good news. I still can’t figure this out my self. It worries me; one of the room’s in the house that my dad has given to me as a gift; was fully filled with wood boxes; I didn’t have to open it to know what the contents are because I already know what’s in it. I know that the amount of weapons in those boxes can arm a troop of an army.

Can I tell her that very soon I’m going to be meeting with cold-blooded drug lords and arms dealers; soon I’m going to have to win over cops and turned them into crooked ones. Pay and feed them with their hungry needs.

My face changes as I thought about this.

“What’s wrong?” She said suddenly. She sat up and placed her hands on my semi dried chest. One hand rubbing where my heart is and I could smell her scent… her perfume that I now already recognize. We were face to face now; and I felt like nothing matters.