I woke up to a deliciously sore body for last night’s activities; I ached in places I didn’t imagine I would, reminding me how wild I drove my bear, and a grin made its way to my lips.
I didn’t feel the heat of his body closer to mine, so I figured he was already up, doing God knew what around the house, I rolled to his side, bringing his pillow
I struck a nerve when his jaw tightened, and the vein in his temple popped out. My bear got angry, and I didn’t care. He wanted me to deliver my life and my decisions into his hands, no questions asked, and he thought I’d be ok with it? Only in his wild dreams. I sat back in the chair, one eyebrow raised to my hairline, and arms crossed under my chest. I noticed when his eyes flung to them with the movement, and I couldn’t help the warm tingling spreading over my body, and by the heat I felt on my cheeks. Probably they were pink.
“Did something happen?” She appeared in front of me, checking me up and down with anxious eyes. “Are you hurt somehow?”“No, I’m not hurt.”
I had my head nestled on top of her chest, listening to her heartbeats, and feeling her breathing go back to normal. One of her arms rested on my shoulder, and she played with my hair, lacing her fingers between the strands in a soft caress. People used to call me devil, but at that moment, I felt like an angel in heaven.“What are you thinking? You’re too
I didn’t think the movie and all the visual effects of it would hypnotize him, but it did. He glued his eyes to the screen, and his hand flew to the popcorn bowl in automatic mode. He resembled a kid fascinated by the big screen. It was endearing to see his reaction to something we took for granted every day in our lives.Everything was happening too fast, and I
“I wish I had done that for real. The bastard deserved not only that but also ended up with his ass on a stake!” His voice boomed in the room menacing, then he saw me getting up. “Sorry about that, Liz! Are you hurt?” Before I answered, he scooped me up, taking us back to the couch.“I’m fine.” I was laughing out loud. My
I’ve been awake for some time already, thinking about my life and everything that had happened until this point, and I didn’t like to dwell too much on it. If someone told me about it, I would hardly believe it and think the person a nutcase. Even if I didn’t believe myself, I could say that Alexandra was dealing quite fine with all this absurd situation surrounding us for the last six centuries. I had to give her some credit, since we met again, she did nothing but to put up with my short temper and tyranny over her.
It’s been more than a week now, and thankfully we got two sunny days. Although the cold was bitter, it helped the snow melt, at least to a point where we could leave by any day. Gradually, I was getting acquainted with this century, and believe me, I liked it more than I should, because of all the possibilities it held.We spent the day training, and Liz in
AntonI got a call from a new buyer. He wanted me to give a look in a new dagger he just acquired. He had never put his eyes on such beauty, and it seemed oddly old. Everything different interested me a lot, not to say otherwise. Discretion with new clients is my protocol. The first meeting is always in an undisclosed location, and in an open space.