raging love

16. #love

"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." Marilyn Monroe

"Chelsea Christian, we deserve a vaycay! Where do you want to go? Anywhere in the world, Mars even!" Noah Hunter banters as he shoots his hot espresso. I love this crazy vampire, he fills me with laughter and he's so mysterious.

"Well. Let's chill here in Seattle, we can daydream and maybe make some plans." His response? A dastardly frown. His eyebrows sit like two caterpillars uniting. So funny!

Besides. I want to cut loose. Nothing like a vacation here at home. I mumble thoughts to myself. But no fair, eagle ears can read my thoughts. Sheesh.

"Is there someone else who is preoccupying your heart? Have you met someone new? Are you having an affair on me?" he tests me with a sharp tongue. He's serious? Really? Dork!

"Yes. He's tall, dark and handsome," I giggle, "oh and he has a hipster beard. I love his leather jacket."

Coffee with my vampire ended quite quickly after my last joke because he got up and paced the street swearing and cursing until he realized I was laughing at him; loudly. His face turned grey and emotionless. A dark cloud hovered over his head making me uneasy. Wow. What a big girl! My hands are full with this guy!

"Joking. Get back over here and sit down." I spat and blow him a kiss as I hold up the Seattle Times and take in the entertainment section.

"You're evil. I want to take you home and punish you, you, you fiendish cute kitten," he whispers over my shoulder as he stands behind me. My auto response was "waiter, bill please." Haha, this should be fun.

Our walk home was sweet. I love his boyish smile, his dimples and his tantalizing stubble. Halfway home though Mr.Patient swoops me up into his arms and runs us home; vampire style. The last twenty seconds were a complete blur making me dizzy and slightly nauseous.

"Thank you Babe." I chirp as he plants me on our love-seat. He pulls out his laptop and with zeal surfs the web in vain looking for pink beaches. This guy is wild! How am I ever going to be able to keep up with him?

"Elafonissi, Greece. Yes. Here is where we'll go. We'll leave tomorrow." He commands me as he pulls out his credit card to book an all inclusive. Really?

"Yes, really. We're going. I am growing tired of America. Boring. We need a change. Do you have a passport?" he asks as he starts pilfering through my satchel of identifications. "Ahh. Here we go, I found it!" he smiles at me. Oh boy. Greece it is I guess. Where he leads me I will follow.

"Chelsea, I have a gift for you. I picked out a ring."He pulls out a turquoise blue jewelry box and extends his perfect hand to me. Oh no!

"I hope you like it!" He is glowing! He pulls my legs off the floor and starts to massage my feet. I hesitate of course and stare at him in disbelief.

"Well. Take it. Open it silly human, daughter of Eve." Silly winks at me. Oh man!

"Umm. ahhh," is all I can muster in response.

"Here. I'll open it for you. Tada...surprise!"

"It's a toe-ring! I had it made for you." Craycray slips it out of the box and gently places it on my index toe. Instant relief.

"Marcus Aurelius...was that a tester to feel me out?" I demand with a giggle.

"Nope. Never." Sure there Mr.Control Freak. His disappointment was not hidden completely urging me to crawl on his lap and grab his chin. Slow, small little kisses tap his chin as he looks down into nothing. He's breaking my heart... I pull his hands up around my shoulders urging him to look up at my eyes. Top button undone with one hand and fingers roll through his sweet nest and pull with my free hand. That's it... make those devious dimples shine!

Our afternoon trist pulls no stops and he fills me with his sweet, exciting love. I seriously cannot get enough of this kid! And being held tightly by him is pure heaven. I think I love him.

"I love you too." he whispers making me smile. Slowly he sits up and rubs my legs reaching for my toes. He pulls off my 'toe-ring' and gingerly holds it in his hand.

"This is a promise ring. I promise to be by your side and be there for you. I promise to be pure and keep my heart tender, only for you, if you'll have me." Noah Hunter vows the pre-game chant.

Of course I lift my hand to him and blink away my tears of happiness. Could life get any better?

XOX 💋 Zena