My body felt half dead the next morning. One of these days, I’m going to get used to the after effects of having rough sex with Hayden; however, that day wasn’t going to be today. My body felt so sore that I could hardly move without wincing slightly at the pain. My head hit the soft pillow again as I quickly gave up on the idea of getting up from the bed.
Hayden was already awake by the time that my eyes had opened this morning. I could tell without asking that he was in a splendid mood. His blue eyes seemed to shine brighter than usual, and he had a smug smile on his lips almost all the time. Despite his injuries, I could also tell that Hayden did not suffer from any physical damages from our session last night. Our bodies were clearly not made equal.
“What’s the most expensive painting that you’ve ever sold?” he asked suddenly, catching me completely off guard.
“Around 800 dollars,” I replied after some thought.
“I see. Let’s see if we can push that up at least by ten times,” Hayden said before smiling confidently my way.
“How?” I asked cluelessly.
For me art wasn’t about money but if I wanted to be a professional artist, I knew that I had to make art pay the bills and get ends to meet.
“You’ll see…” Hayden replied vaguely.
“I guess I should quickly finish the website…” I muttered.
“Definitely. You already have photos of your past works, right? It shouldn’t be that hard…” Hayden said carefreely.
“I guess…” I mumbled.
It probably wasn’t hard, but I believed that it wouldn’t be that easy or simple either. There’s no point in telling Hayden this though. I’ll just work harder and get the website finished as soon as possible.
I could tell that he had some plan in mind, but he wasn’t willing to share it with me right now. It would be useless for me to press him further, so I decided to wait and see. I never thought that his plan was already well in motion.
…
“You’re going to work?” I asked, slightly shocked.
“Why are you so surprised?” Hayden asked with a teasing smile.
We shared a meal together peacefully after getting out of bed but after showering and getting dress, Hayden was all ready to go out. He was fit enough to have sex with me and all that last night but is he fit enough to go out? Suddenly, I started to worry again…
“Aren’t you supposed to rest and recover?” I asked.
“I’m fine. Didn’t I already prove it to you last night?” Hayden asked as he pulled me into a hug.
“That’s…” I began arguing as I started pushing against his chest with my hands.
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