Summer Bliss: Book 1 {Revised}

Cry For Me

Khalia shivered when the cool breeze stroked her naked body. Rolling onto her back she opened her eyes. Seeing only darkness, it helped relieve the spinning in her vision. Groaning she them and cursed for getting to fucked up to function. Moving to sit up, a sharp pain pulsed within her body. Whimpering, she froze. Nothing stirred in the forest, its night melody having ceased sometime earlier.

Taking a deep breath, she winced, but it brought enough clarity for her to ransack her memories. She recalled the proposal, the celebration, the impromptu smoke session with Theo, finally...

Heat spread across her cheeks. His animalistic roughness continued to surprise her and greatly turned her on. Rubbing her legs together she sighed at the blooming arousal. The more she fantasized about him the slicker her pussy became.

Speaking of...

"Theo?"

Craning her neck, she cried out at the stabbing pain that exploded in her clavicle. It sent her crashing back down to the ground. Shakily she raised her hand to the area, dragging it across a tacky mess. A gasp filled the air when she touched puncture wounds. She glided her fingers around the large circles that rested just above her right collarbone. They teetered dangerously close to her carotid artery. Hesitant to believe it, she pressed down firmly.

"Ah fuck! Again?"

The pain around the wound extended down her shoulder. Her awareness of it acting like a signal. When it reached her chest, her toes curled. Hugging her knees, she buried her face into them. A fire seemed to wrap around every organ. Constricting them until they burned to ash. No amount of tensing helped, and she found tears rimming her eyes. Adding insult to injury, her tattoo began to itch like mad.

Waiting, she guessed 10 minutes passed before she unfurled her toes. Realizing her eyes weren't going to adjust any further she sighed. The moon did little to break through dense trees. Khalia gritted her teeth as she went to stand, moving like a broken figurine.

"Theo! Are you here?"

Wasting no time for an answer she brushed the dirt and grime off her ass. The blanket the left from the previous night was gone. Dragging her foot across the ground she searched for her clothes. After a few frustrating minutes she groaned. No clothes, no phone, nothing. Anxiety bubbled in her stomach, but it dimmed compared to the rage. Draping an arm over her breast, she started in the direction of camp, at least she assumed.

Using her other hand, she reached out, touching brush and trees. Her feet crunched over the fallen foliage, and she flinched violently when something crawled across her left foot. She vowed to cuss him out and smack him a good once or six. That is, if she finds her way back. She's done many hikes in various degrees of weather. But never at night. She found it sinister to be alone in the woods at night.

"Theo! What the hell? Give me my damn clothes back!"

Khalia let out various grunts and groans while she stumbled throughout the forest. Trying her best not to face plant from raised roots.

"Theoooo!"

Khalia screeched his name till her throat went raw. She was aching all over and the constant stumbling wasn't helping. In fact, it made her sluggish. After walking for ten more minutes, she stopped. Her breath came in quick pants as she leaned against a tree, flinching at a spiderweb.

"H-hello! Theo!" Crying out his name one more time she tilted her head to the left. A voice. 

The anxiety she felt earlier raised its ugly head. Something was off, the voice sounded odd. She took a couple steps.

"Let him go fucker!"

"You're a brave one!"

"Trinity run!"