From the Flames- Book Six

Ch. 20- Everything I Wanted

Kalama

I punched Jesse in the shoulder. He staggered back and turned to me, his eyes widened. "Ouch! What was that for?" he questioned, clutching his injured shoulder. I did not care. 

We were outside of the kitchen, where we left my parents to cook dinner. Every day they did that, it was always surprising. "You know exactly what it was for, Jesse." I growled. "You need to keep some of your comments to yourself when you're around my parents. Got it?" 

His face twisted into confusion. "No. I will not do that, Princess." he finally said, walking away from me as it was the end of the conversation. I was about to stop him but he stopped me first. Jesse pulled me into an empty room, most likely a maid's room and trapped me. I was against the door while he was deadly close to me that I could hear his pulse. Jesse's lips were way too close to mine and for a minute, I noticed he was staring at my own. As if he were contemplating place his lips on mine. But he didn't. "Everything I said was the truth. You need to believe that."

"I do." I replied. "I believe you are on my side and that you feel sorry for having a hand in my kidnapping. I would, too. But the rest, I do not believe. You confuse me and I do not like it."

Jesse stared into my eyes finally, his own holding a deep hunger that was different from wanting food. I caught my breath, wanting so badly to look away. He can't look at me that way. Jesse doesn't even know me and I still don't know him. But after all, we've been through, it seems as though I do. "Princess, I like you and I want you. God knows why I do but every time I see you, speak to you, part of me wants to tear your clothes off and touch you as you've never been touched before."

I swallowed, my heart beating a mile a minute. "And the other part of you?"

Jesse smirked but the same hunger was in his eyes. "The other part of me wants to scream at you for making me feel this way. Even though you want to be friends, Princess, I will still want you terribly." he whispered. "Tell me what you want. Tell me to back away from you. Tell me we are friends and this will never happen between us. Because if you don't, I do not know what I'll do except take you to bed and never leave your side until both of us are sweaty and breathless."

"You don't know me, Jesse." I said, pulling away from him. My back was to him as I tried thinking of the right words to say. What I'm feeling. "If you knew me, truly, you would run away. Not only could I set the world on fire, but I read other people's thoughts. I am a monster that everyone fears."

Within seconds, Jesse turned me around and cupped my face. Tears flowed down my cheek and he wiped them away. His blue eyes stared into mine with determination. "Listen to me, Alli. I wouldn't be here right now if I feared you. I never feared you and never will. I see you completely for who you are and I will never run away. And isn't everyone a monster in their own way? I have darkness in my blood also, Princess."

After everything, I smiled truthfully. Ear to ear, I was grinning and I could not stop. I watched as Jesse's eyes widened at the sight, surprised to see me like this. "What?" I questioned. 

"Your smile. It's a beautiful sight." I looked away from him, not wanting to be vulnerable with him just yet. Jesse was a catalyst of my heart, tearing away everything I knew. I was not sure what to do with him and how I felt. This was too new for me. He noticed my wondering thoughts and tilted his head to the side, letting go of me. "What are you thinking about?"

"When this is over," I started to say. "When we defeat Eva and both of us somehow survive, I will be yours. And you will be mine and we will be happy. I promise." It was the best I could do at the moment. 

He smiled beautifully. Without expecting it, he placed both of his hands on my cheeks again and placed his lips on mine. It was a deep kiss and I never wanted it to end, his hands moving into my hair. I was completely and utterly consumed by Jesse Davenport. Minutes passed and he pulled away, both of our breaths unsteady. "What was that for?" I asked.