I hate you and you hate me...there, now we're even with each other. (Chp. 1)

I hate you and you hate me...there, now we're even with each other. (Chp. 32)

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Aislin's POV

It was like the world around me froze completely when my eyes met beautiful, warm, caramel eyes. My breathing even stopped because all I could think about was the person in front of me. It was like we were the only two in existence and everything just felt perfect the way we were right then.

My mouth parted open slightly and I couldn't seem to breathe, blink or even think. All I could hear was the steady beat of my heart as it thumped a little faster each second our eyes held each other.

When he blinked finally, I was able to breathe again and the world started to move again. But this time, I felt different. Almost...new as I kept staring at the beautiful man before me. Only one word, one name escaped my lips and it felt even more perfect to say his name the way I did. Even if it did sound like a question.

"Seth?"

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Aislin's POV

It couldn't be Seth. It couldn't. Seth...Seth was dead. I had seen him die with my own eyes. But...there he was, standing in front of me...only a couple feet away, smiling at me gently with that familiar and comforting crooked smile I always loved.

It was to good to be true and tears started to slip down my cheeks. I let out a deep breath of air and felt my hands beginning to shake. His smile got more softer and he took a step towards me, "Aislin." I flinched because of that sweet voice that melted my heart. It was deep and husky and a full of happiness.

I swallowed and clenched my fists together before closing my eyes. It...it can't be him...but it has to be. My Seth. My wonderful, amazing Seth.... Those words kept repeating over and over in my head as I opened my eyes again to see his beautiful face filled with compassion and a soothing gentleness.

His beautiful voice spoke again, making the air around me almost tremble, "Aislin, my love, it's me. It really is. There's nothing to be afraid of." He said gently. I bit my lip and felt the tears falling faster.

Finally, I couldn't contain myself anymore. I let out a heart-wrenching sob and threw myself into his arms. I buried my face in his chest, taking in his wonderful smell, his muscular abs, the feeling of him...just everything. His arms went around me almost instantly and he seemed to be doing the same. He held me close, in an almost unbreakable embrace and started to kissed my hair.

I closed my eyes and started to cry. His strong hands began to snuggle me closer to him, if that was possible and he began whispering gentle words into my ear. I listened and repeated every word he said because I was trying to take in as much of him as possible just in case someone or something was going to wrench him and my heart away from me again.

I then pulled back to look in his eyes and he stared right back. A sweet smile played on his lips and they came crashing down on mine. Damp and sweet. I felt the tears starting to slip again and they touched both our lips. I let out a soft moan when he held one hand at my waist and the other behind my shoulders, keeping me close.

I reached up to wrap my arms around his neck and started to play with his hair, gently tugging on it. That earned a husky groan from him and I felt more tears fall. The kiss may have been sweet but it held so much in it. It was filled with such fiery passion in it that it left me hungry for more of him. When we finally pulled away, we were breathing heavily and I leaned my head against his chest.