Freedom

Chapter two

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Grace's POV:

I woke up too being smothered by muscle, me and Ryan seemed too be tangled up into a huge comfortable tangled mess. I had slept better than I had in six months. Both of my hands resting on Ryan's chest, my head just underneath his chin and our legs tangled together. Ryan's arm was wound protectively around me, his hand resting my lower back. I was completely comfortable, safe, and I knew that someone wasn't going to barge through the door, and yank me out of bed by the head of my hair, demanding things of me. I sighed, it was getting uncomfortable now, his heat overbearing, plus I had to pee. "Ryan." I said, trying to budge him. I got no response other than him holding me tighter. I smiled devilishly, and craned my neck forward, and bit him on the shoulder, hard. His eyes opened in a flash, and then all of the sudden he was on top of me, growling at nothing. He blinked a couple of times when he found no threat, and looked down at a relaxed me, trying not to laugh my ass off. "Good morning sun shine." I told him, looking at his wavy sandy bed head hair. He had his hands on the bed on either side of my head, giving me the great view of his muscles climbing up his arms and on to his chest down to plates of his six pack.

After enjoying my view I looked back you to his smirking face, "Like what you see?" he asked, obviously checking me out also. I put on my curious face, my lips jetting out a little. "

Hmm, I suppose so, but I've seen better." I told him, biting my lip. He growled, making me laugh, I hadn't laughed in so long, it felt so good, and so I laughed more till I was practically crying. He leaned down, now resting his elbows; his eyes looked into my own, his lips brushing mine.

"Can you tell me what is so funny, my little angel." I laid there, shocked as tingles from my lips traveled through out my body. I wanted to kiss him so bad, but part of me was reluctant, knowing that I would have to leave. He pressed his lips too mine, sending my mind on over load, till it stopped working and my heart went ahead of me. He was leaning on one elbow now, one hand keeping my head supported. I weaved my hands around his neck and into his hair, tugging at his hair teasing him. He growled, and bit my lip, teasing him more I didn't open my mouth. Which made him growl more, making me chuckle lightly, which he took advantage of. I pulled away gasping for breath, but he didn't miss a beat, he just trailed kisses down my neck and to the spot were my mate would mark me. My eyes opened wide as he playfully bit down, I gasped out completely surprised. "Ryan." I said almost moaning, this shouldn't be happening, I was going to leave, I can't stay. Which he took as a total turn on and it was, and continued to kiss me, making me forget why I should stop this. Finally he burst away for air, both of our chest heaving.

"That...should not...of happened." I told him between breaths.

"And why the hell not?" he asked, his green eyes burning on mine.

"Because, I am going to leave, I can't stay. I can't stay if I want to be free." I told him as matter of fact.

"You are free here, you are staying, I won't allow you too leave." He said, lying back down beside me.

"Being kidnapped is not free." I told him; sitting up, try to focus. He pulled me back down by my waist, and then gently grabbed my chin between his fingers.

"You are free here. I just won't allow you to put yourself in danger." His hot breath hit my face, making me want to kiss him.

"I may be somewhat free now, but if I stay to long Ryan, my past will come and capture me, tying me down." I told him, and moved from his grasp, and climbed over him and off the bed. I swiftly walked into his bathroom and closed the door and locked it. I stripped off my cloths, and got into the shower, and took the hottest longest shower in my life. I let the hot water run down my back and relax my tense muscles, while in the shower; I promised myself that I wouldn't kiss him again, because if I did, there would be no way to leave him. I got out of the shower, and wanted to hit myself. I had no cloths to change into. I grabbed his brown towel that was hanging up and hitched it around my body, making sure nothing was showing, and with a deep breath opened the bathroom door. To my surprise Ryan wasn't there, but my backpack was. I grabbed it thankfully, and put on a pair of skinny jeans and a tinted white ivory colored tank top with a black ink splattered heart on it. I pulled out my brush and parted wavy blond hair, and pulled out my make up bag. I put a light coat of light purple eye shadow on, and pulled out my black eyeliner and put on a dark think line to the end of my eye, and then half was on my bottom lid, I put on some black mascara, curling my long eye lashes. I looked in the mirror. I was five foot five, lightly tan, with long wavy blond hair that went to my elbows. I had piercing blue eyes, and full pink lips, I had hourglass curves. I was skinny, but not like bone skinny, but more of a strong natural skinny. I okayed my look, and walked out of Ryan's room wondering were he went. I smelled pop tarts coming from the kitchen, so trusting my nose that's were I went. I found him leaning against the counter, a pop tart hanging from his mouth as he read a paper. It took almost everything in me to ignore the fact that he looked completely hot, I wanted to go over there and bit off his pop tart still in his mouth.

"Hey." I said walking towards him making his head pop up. He nodded towards me and handed me a pop tart too, and continued reading. I had forgotten about how hungry I was, and ended up having two pop tarts, and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. It didn't even faze Ryan, as if it was normal. The door bell rang, just as I finished my sandwich. Ryan muttered something that sounded like finally under his breath and went to go answer it, me following close behind him.