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Where do we go from here

Chapter 1

Paris – the morning after the wedding

Kala stirred as the first morning light streamed in the window of the hotel room across the rumpled pillows and sheets. She slowly swam to the surface of consciousness, and started to take note of her surroundings not quite ready to open her eyes. The satin sheets felt cool against her skin, tangled around her legs and waist and she could smell the lingering scent of lavender laundry soap, mixed with Rajan's cologne, sweat, and a hint of Wolfgang's favorite cigarettes while the room was oddly quiet and the bed seemed to big and empty.

In the back of her mind she felt the heavy fog of the others in her cluster still enveloped in their own deep sleep patterns. All but one. Kala focused a little more, without initiating a visit, to taste the last bits of strong coffee on her tongue and feel the warm sun mixed with a cool morning breeze that danced across her face. Rajan had left at 4:30 to catch the first flight out to Bombay so that he could meet with lawyers about Ajay's embezzlement case and they had decided it would be better for Kala to remain in Paris for the time being while he dealt with things so she wouldnt get caught up in any of the craziness. Kala felt there might be more behind his suggestion that she stay in Paris other than shopping, but she hadn't pushed the subject.

Pulling back into her own surroundings and away from Wolfgang, she stretched a little and felt a few small aches from last night's 'activities'. Kala sighed, last night…..her mind wandered back over the events as her body flushed in response. Rajan and Wolfgang, the two men in her life that she loved, joined with her. One, her husband, very much present and tangible, as it should be between a married couple as they were still learning each others wants, desires, and needs. While the other, for lack of a better explication, her soulmate. The one who knew her deepest thoughts and needs that she didn't even know where there, along with every dark and wicked part she buried deep down. None of them had actually talked about their complicated situation, and both men seemed to not want to upset the balance they had seemed to find at the moment.

Kala frowned to herself resigned to the fact that she was awake and wasn't going to go back to sleep now. Untangling the sheets from her legs and waist, she edged out of the big bed. Padding across the thick, plush carpet to the washroom she pulled back her mass of curls onto a knot at the nape of her neck and leaned over the cool marble counter to look in the mirror. She wasn't alone in her reflection.

Wolfgang looked down as he set his empty coffee cup on the ledge of his balcony and look up into a mirror with Kala beside him. He had woken up early, restless and unable to sleep despite how late he had been up with Kala and Rajan and the rest of the cluster. He wasn't used to this calm, and it gave him to much time to think, so he had made coffee and went out to watch the sunrise and smoke alone on his balcony trying not to think of Kala a few doors down from his room. Will had asked him if Kala and Rajan and him had talked, but he couldn't find the words, or the right moment, or maybe he just didn't want to. And now, Rajan would be away, and she was alone, here, with him in the city they had talked about meeting together in just a little while ago. But yet, they weren't actually together as they had talked about. Sure, they had shared moments, even with Rajan around, but the actual fact was when it came to being together, really together, it was always visiting through their connection.

Wolfgang couldn't help the feeling he got as he looked up seeing her reflection in the mirror beside him, a knot formed in the pit of his stomach as he was taken with how beautiful she looked in her slightly sleep wrinkled camisole and matching panties. He smiled a lopsided grin and mumbled, "Good morning," feeling at a loss for something better to say.

Kala looked down feeling the heat immediately coming to her cheeks and she brushed the hair away from her face tucking it behind her ear nervously before responding back, "Good morning to you too. Did you sleep well? You are up early. Did you even get any sleep?". She babbled, feeling Wolfgang move closer, like he was caught in her gravity. He reached up smoothing back a few strands of hair that had stubbornly decided to poke out of place from where she had tucked them in vain behind her ear. Her stomach clenched, and her breathing picked up along with her heart beat with such a simple, loving gesture. She looked into his blue eyes, searching his emotions. She felt his struggle with something like the whisps of a dream slipping from grasp when you wake. "Is everything ok?", she finally asked him scrunching her eyes in concentration while he continued to stroke her hair and look back at her like he was working something through in his mind.

"Yeah, I'm good. I was just kept up very late by some people who like to do things intensely", he replied trying to lighten the mood between them. He slammed as many walls up around his previous thoughts as he could, but knew Kala wouldn't let it go. She had already felt there was a something going in inside and that meant she would be staying close until he gave in and told her his thoughts or she found a way around his walls to see the truth as she always did. He didn't know how to tell her his feelings, especially when he wasn't sure what her wanted filly either.

Kala flushed again at the memory of their night together and as a cluster, distracting her from what he was hiding. "Ah, well, yes..", she stammered, stepping away a little to put a bit of distance between them so she could think straight again. "If you don't mind, I do need to freshen up and get ready for the day.", she stated pointedly. She hoped he would get the hint so she could have a few more moments alone to reflect and pray about the coming weeks without Rajan there, while Wolfgang seemed to be her personal force of nature pulling at her.

Wolfgang's grin widened at her statement and he hopped up on the counter. "I certainly don't mind. Go right ahead", he said with a quick little wink, teasing her lightly as he crossed his arms over his chest.

Kala couldn't help but smile at his teasing, but she felt the tension build again between them and her face flushed at the thought of him watching her shower and get ready for the day. "What is it with you and bathrooms? I am starting to think it's a German thing to have no privacy in a bathroom.", she retorted turning around to walk out of the room. As soon as she had turned he was there leaning on the door frame with his arms still crossed across his chest and that damned cocky grin, eyes flashing mischievously.

"It has nothing to do with being German," he shot back nonchalantly stopping her, "it's about knowing what that little wicked part in you truly wants." Wolfgang knew this was a dangerous game he was playing, but he couldn't help but push push her boundaries, daring her to give in, but yet…..he wanted more than just a visit or this game they played back and forth. He quickly shoved the thought aside and focused on Kala in front of him as she had her hands on her hips and he could practically feel her wheels turning in her head trying to quip back a response.

She bravely walked forward with resolve and placed a henna covered hand on his chest. She could feel his heart pick up and the heat under her fingers through the soft cotton of his shirt. He leaned forward ever so slightly into her hand making the space between them smaller and more charged. "You don't want to wake the newly-weds do you?" She asked firmly, raising an eyebrow in challenge. She stared him straight in the eye knowing he wouldn't push her unless she outright told him it was okay. She had discovered that their first time together when she had told him she wanted to be brave, but he wouldn't make a move unless she outright said the words she was willing to take that step. He always had treated any reservations that she had with respect even though he teased and pushed the boundaries. He let her move at a pace that she was comfortable with ever since they had been first connected, only challenging her to move forward gently when he felt she was ready to do so. It was one of his contradictions that she loved about him, being so selfless when he was always so guarded.

Wolfgang's eye betrayed his internal struggle and gave away the moment he conceded. "Alright, but when you are done, come get me and we will have breakfast." He finally said quietly. He leaned in and brushed a chase kiss across her cheek, taking a moment to breath in her scent before leaving her breathless to get ready.

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