Siren Song - 161 That Smell I + II

Weakly she tried to push away the wandering hands as they were making her feel even more uncomfortable. The hot breath on the side of her neck was causing sweat to gather.

“Jian help me, its too hot. Help me please.” Holding on to him for dear life Chang whimpered.

“Oh don’t worry, I’ll help you, just hold on.” The man carried her and pushed her back against the wall, almost a little too roughly as it caused her to gasp.

Forceful hands started hiking up her long silver skirt lingering on the flesh underneath as they made their way up.

“Ooh so soft, that’s nice, even better than I imagined.”

Through the thick miasma that lingered through her brain muddling thoughts while enhancing her other senses quietly whispered no.

The large shadowy form grabbed the thin straps of her silvery dress and pulled it down exposing her chest. As he ogled her chest, one of the burning hands made their way up squeezing one of her breasts tightly to the point of subdued pain.

“No!” The small voice in the back of her mind cried out a little louder and more forcefully.

“Jian.” She cried out loud for him tightly gripping his shirt at his shoulders her head rolled back resting on the wall.

The other hand reached up touching her down there probing her and she screamed no! bringing her back to reality with a snap as she opened her eyes covered in sweat.

The memories quickly faded away with consciousness, leaving only a fog of confusion in its wake as she lay there.

Taking in her environment Chang was increasingly confused to see that she was now laying in a large downy bed covered in a large white goose feather stuffed comforter. Smelling the lavender scented pillow under her head that her grand-père had gotten her, Chang realized she was in her room at his house

‘Just how did I get here? Last I remember I was talking with Justin outside. Propping herself up with one arm, Chang realized that she was partially encased in a man’s large black dress jacket.

‘Huh? To whom would this belong to? Hmm it’s too large to be grands-père’s and Justin was a wearing light blue suit. Chang pulled the material closer trying to check and see if she recognized it and who it might belong to. As she pulled at the material covering her she got a slight whiff of a fragrance coming from the material.

It was an old memory from when she was in Shanghai with him in their first month together when she lived with him. As he got ready for work, she helped him, straightening his tie properly playing the dutiful wife helping her husband.

After she set it straight he pulled her close and put a chaste kiss on her temple. As he had held her Chang couldnt help commenting about how nice he smelled inhaling deep. She wasn’t sure if it was his cologne, or aftershave, or body wash or maybe the combination of it all but it was such a nice crisp fresh smell with just a hint of something else she couldn’t place her finger on but added a rich complexness.

“Mm if you like it then I won’t change that for you.”

‘Jian..’ feeling a faint tugging at the corner of her lips Chang pulled the jacket up closer and took deep inhale of the collar surrounding her face with her eyes closed.

“Uh should I give you a moment there with the jacket hmm?” After a discreet cough a teasing voice came from the end of the bed.

“Ah!” Chang gave a short cry in surprise sitting up fully to see Justin sitting at the edge of the bed. ‘Oh I didn’t see him there.’ “Ahaha justin, I didn’t see you there.” Chang awkwardly laughed before trying to brush past what he saw. “What happened, how am I here now?” ‘Ask you know you want to.’ “….is this jackets whose I think it is?”

“Hmm and whose do you think it is?” Justin retorted back with an eyebrow cocked and slight shit eating grin.

Chang scowled slightly blushing at his eyes that started at her as if he already knew all that was going on. “Never mind, please answer the rest of my questions.”

“Aww that’s no fun, what if i told you that jacket belonged to someone special someone? Maybe someone you haven’t seen in a long time..”

“Jian..so he’s here now?” Hesitatingly Chang asked the answer her heart making huge dents on the inside of her ribcage.

“Bingo! He carried you in here too after you went dead fish on me.”

‘Shit it happened again.’ Chang lamented a little putting the palm of one hand againt her eye. “So where is he now?”

“He actually just left maybe a minute ago to go talk with your grandfather somwhere else so they wouldn’t disturb you.”

“Perfect, lets go now!” Hearing that Chang instantly threw the blanket of her legs and scooted to the edge of the bed.

“Hold on now, your grandfather called a doctor to come and look at you, you should wait just so we know for sure you are fine. Plus don’t you want to talk to him after he came all this way and all this time?”

“Well yeah I guess, but I have no idea what to say to him, and of course the first time he sees me its at my worst! I’m not ready for this right now, I need to go home and regroup myself. I will apologize to my grand-père later for calling the doctor for nothing and leaving unexpectedly. C’mon quick, let us go before they return!” Chang quickly went to her closet and grabbed a pair of shoes seeing that she was barefoot, a pair of comfortable black wedges for a quicker getaway.

‘What? And here I was looking forward to an emotional reunion, well this is kind of fun too..’ Justin smiled wickedly tapping his lips. “Alright lets go! Are you taking his jacket too?”

“Hmm yes, I don’t want to take the time to go get mine from coat check.” ‘Plus I want to keep it a little while longer.’ “Where is my phone, I need to ask Mr. Poitier to discreetly take us to the train station, and then back to my home, he was my ride here.” Searching all over Chang eventually found her purse on the side table with her phone and pulled out the jeweled-cased smartphone.

“Where do you live now?”

“Paris.”

“Ugh, I’m just so jealous right now, you have no idea..”

“Heh, you think you are jealous now, just wait until you see my home.” Chang threw him a small smirk before dialing the phone speaking into it with hushed tones.