Clea kissed Tyler like she missed him. Like she really missed him. When her lips finally found his, they moved like they never wanted to be separated from his. With maddening hunger. And so much passion that, at first, surprised Tyler. It didn't take long for him to return the enthusiasm though. Their hands were fumbling through each other clothes in seconds and Clea was pressed against the window. She ran her hands through his hair, his neck, his chest. She couldn't get enough. Their lips parted and Tyler dropped his head to her chest. Clea looked up at the ceiling, feeling so much relief that she could cry. This was just like the old times. It was like nothing had changed. She and Tyler, skipping classes just to make out. It felt like yesterday. She almost couldn't believe this was happening. Tyler kissed his way up Clea's chest roughly. He pulled aside the tiny tank-top sleeve in an effort to nibble her shoulder. Licked his way to her neck, then face, and crushed his lips with
Clea's worry dissolved once she laid her eyes on the grinning sheriff. She and Kali had been worried, wondering what could've warranted a visit from the town overseer within hours of their arrival. Clea suspected Inna had something to do with this, and that assumption was soon proved right. "To what do I owe the pleasure of these beautiful young ladies visit?" His mouth was stretched wide in an almost-scary grin. At least, it seemed genuine. "We were wondering quite the same thing," Clea said. "To what do we owe the pleasure of your visit? I hope we're not in trouble," she added lightly. The sheriff feigned surprise. "Trouble? Oh No." He held out his hand for a handshake. "Sheriff Sherlock." Clea took it. "Clea McEnery." "Kali Nightingale." Clea raised a brow at Kali. Nightingale...? "Beautiful surname," the sheriff commented. If he noticed the weird look Clea gave Kali, he didn't show it. "Thank you." They were soon seated in the lounge."First of all, let me give you a pro
The walk back to the inn wasn't really a walk. The girls speed-walked, and it had something to do with the wolf story they just heard. The sound of Inna's laughter greeted them as they entered.She was laughing. Incessantly. Hysterically. This wasn't the sour woman they left behind. Did something possess her? They eventually had to stop and inquire."What's so amusing, Inna?" asked Clea.Inna pointed at the entrance, hysterical tears rolling down her cheek. "He fell."Clea and Kali looked at the porch and saw nothing. It was empty when they were coming in, and remained so. Not even the sheriff's jeep was there. "Sherlock fell," she cackled and bent over, holding her stomach."The bastard." She sniffed. "I have been praying for this to happen for years. Every time he walked out with that stupid ego of his dangling on his shoulder, I'd wish for him to fall. And it finally happened today." She laughed. "As you ran out and your friend followed you, he tried to run after you two. He got t
He looked up and Clea turned around, overwhelmed with an urge to adjust her hair. She did that, cleared her throat and turned back to face him. "How?"He stood up. "No, sit," said Clea. When he stood still, she went to him and, softly but steadily, pushed him back onto the bed. "I said sit." Her hands remained on his chest. She liked how warmth radiated off him. Loved the feel of his heartbeat. "Warm," she said. "I snuck in.""I figured out that much." "Your jacket," he said, and put it on the bed. "About this morning...""Oh uh. Uhmm..." Clea scratched her nape. "The sheriff came here and... started going on about how you're a dangerous man—""I'm not.""I know." She stared down into his eyes and repeated, making sure she got the point across. "I know you're not. I wouldn't be here in this room with you if I thought you were dangerous. I wouldn't have... slept on you." His eyebrows drew together. "You think I'm a good person?""I know you are." "Why?"Clea smacked her lips. "
She withdrew her leg and shifted away from Tarik, but knew it was useless as he had seen them already. Tyler's face boiled with something that was definitely anger. He wouldn't, would he? Would he do what Clea was thinking he would? Her suspicion was soon confirmed. Tyler matched over and began raining blows on Tarik. This happened for ten seconds before Clea snapped out of her shock. Tyler shouted profane obscenities at Tarik, dedicated to destroying his face. He braced another punch which never landed. He pulled, but his hand remained in the air. He looked to see Clea holding his elbow."Stop!" she yelled. He pushed his hand backwards, intending to push her away. He was shocked when Clea swerved out of the way. She gathered momentum and pushed him, sending him tumbling down to the ground from the bed. She came down and stood in front of him. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?! And you!" she directed her glare at Tarik. "Why are you lying there just taking it?!" In the m
It wasn't until nighttime that Kali returned to the inn. Meaning Clea remained asleep, undisturbed till nighttime. "What took you so long?" Clea said groggily as Kali made her way inside carrying shopping bags. "I told you it was gonna take a while, didn't I?""A while, not hours." She laid back on the bed and covered herself with the sheet. It was cold. She was missing Tarik. "Yeah, well, who could've guessed this town would be so fun to tour." She dropped the begs by the dressing table before giving Clea her full attention. "You slept? Great!""Yeah," She slept soundly too, which was surprising considering the situation that led to her getting on the bed. "Something—""This town is huge! Not huge as in large, but huge as in a-lot! It's small even for a town but fun. They have this large mall... I wasn't expecting that. Do you know Christianity isn't the major religion here? I've forgotten what it's called but they have a Shaman, like head priestess sort of thing, and her church
Kali Dameri was an anti-superstition person, but that wasn't because she didn't believe in the existence of supernatural entities. It was because she didn't want to acknowledge their existence. She had seen close-up the trouble that could come from supernatural entities. So she never wanted anything to do with them. Ohalo was proving to be less fun than she thought it would. So much less. She and Clea should've kept quiet when Jon protested against them coming. They should've let it go.Clea stood shock-stricken in front of her, chewing on her lower lip. She was very anxious. Considering what happened the day before, Kali was thinking she shouldn't have told her about what happened. At least, not in such explicit details. "You should go back up, Clea. Get some more sleep." "Hey! We need some hand here." They ran towards the person who called for help. Right there, two small cars arrived from the town speeding and collided with one another. "I NEED Y'ALL TO STOP BRINGING YOUR CARS!
As Tarik rushed toward Clea, he had absolutely no idea what to do. After calling out to her several times, he did the only other thing he could think of doing. He shook her. He took her head in his hand and tried to shake her back to her senses. "Clea! Clea! You have to wake up. Wake up." Wolf ran around and growled in worry at the scene. When Tyler's shaking didn't work. She ran forward and pushed him aside. Then she stood in Clea's face and growled with all her might. Clea's eyes snapped open. She saw the wolf's face in front of her and her mind put two and two together. She screamed and searched her pockets, looking for an unavailable gun. "It's okay! It's okay!" Tarik pulled her shoulders. "Look at me! It's just me, it's just us. Clea!"Clea's breathing slowed down. "Tarik." She raised a hand to touch his cheek. "Yes, it's me. You're okay."She burst into tears and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him. He hugged her back and kept whispering 'you're okay.'"I thought someth