Closing Dusk ¤ Leah Clearwater | ✔

11. Visitor

Disclaimer I own no characters belonging to twilight, they are owned by Stephanie Meyer and are borrowed by me. I only own the few unfamiliar characters.

Picture at the top is Anastasia.

Leah

I woke in the arms of my personal cooler. His eyes were close and he seems to be asleep. I knew better. I tried to get up but his strong arm holds me captive. His arm wrapped around my chest and the duvet covers my waist. He squeezes my breasts and pulls me closer as I tried shuffle away from him. Reluctantly he releases me and I waddle to the bathroom. I was in awe. The bathroom is absolutely gorgeous. Sitting in here and admiring the designs weren't helping me. Pulling up my thong I walk back in the room. The sight of Nikolai sprawled on his back stop me short.

"How do you do it?" He asks. Eyes closed, muscles relaxed. So mouth watering.

"Do what?" I failed miserably in attempting to make my voice sound cool.

"Wiggle your cute aşs around like that when you sleep."

I smile. "You think my aşs is cute."

One of his eyes pops open. "I don't think it's cute, I know that."

Before I could get smart, my stomach growls.

He grins. "Breakfast for the wolf," he says not before pausing at the word wolf; his eyes drinks in my unclothed form, slowly he continues. "Borrow a shirt from my closet. I'll meet you downstairs in a second."

Moving through out his oversized closet I grab a t shirt. I exited the room while tugging on his shirt, ignoring Nikolai's screams of my name like a dependent child. I just might keep this shirt, I thought because it is baggy and his scent was the only perfume it holds. So comfortable. As I entered the reception room we had occupied last night, I noticed the leather upholstery was torn. Damn, he was that angry huh? It bugs me how angry he gets when I bad mouth myself. It is not like I am saying hurtful things about him. My steps falters as I got a whiff of a bloodsucker in the room. This one wasn't Nikolai's scent. The scent is sickly sweet but underneath that smell was a hint of natural cucumber flavored with melon. Soothing. Wait, what?! Did I just think what I think I thought? No, no, no, no, no. Leah Suzanne Alejandria, should not be saying any leech's scent ( except Nikolai's ) is soothing. My eyes widen at the extreme beauty this bloodsucker possesses. She stood by the farthest window gazing at nothing. I don't know, what she sees so interesting outside.

She looked seventeen but I knew she was older than she appears. Her green hair complemented her diamond type face. Her narrow forehead, high and wide cheekbones, narrow chin and eyebrows that arch like a crescent moon is the key to her beauty. Her shocking brilliant red eyes didn't seem surprised in seeing me. A gentle but knowing smile touches her small unruly lips. Using her right hand she directed to have a seat on the contemporary sectional suite. I didn't budge. Is she one of Nikolai's ex. I really didn't need a crazy ex trying to kill me, right now. I was immediately on edge. My eyes surveyed the room. Did Nikolai did that much damage to the sectional suite last night? We weren't even in here for long. Was she here, while we were ... busy?

"Oh God," I breathe. Guilt climbing agilely in my system. The unnamed bloodsucker grins.

"How was last night?" She asks totally enjoying my embarrassment; her voice high and clear.

"We didn't have sex!" I blurted. I felt like hitting my face. Did I just say that to a stranger? A bloodsucker, at that? Where is death when I need it? Her smile widens. She swiftly shifted her eyes to behind me. I didn't get time to look around before Nikolai's pair of manly hands encircling my waist.