There went my dignity and self respect because i would've done anything to hear his voice again. It made my blood rush through my veins, and i knew that i was probably blushing like mad, but warmed me in all the right places by just calling me, love.
Shit. Wait. This isn't right.
I quickly turned around only for me to find irresistible lips looking longingly at me and practically screaming to be kissed. But then I looked up the the owners eyes and couldn't breath. His eyes were the deep clear ocean I so dearly loved and just took my breathe away. I bet my left hand I could make this my hobby 24/7. Just looking into these strangers eyes.
Strangers eyes. Strangers. STRANGER.
I suddenly felt the panic rise in me and my heart starts to beat faster. I was just about to scream but it was like the unknown angel heard my heartbeat and wanted to touch me and calm me down, like I was a scared animal, which I probably looked like one. And he stretches his hand out, as if to caress my face but no stranger would do that so I closed my eyes preparing myself for the pain would come from the slap, hit, pinch I don't know just something a kidnapper would do but no. He actually caressed my cheek and making a soothing humming sound. ,,Shhhh, my love," and there went my heart ,, Calm down I can hear your heart beating very fast and I don't want it beat away before i could even cherish it,"
,,Please I don't have any money with me, please don't hurt me! " I pleaded while sobbing.
,, What nonsense are you saying? I would rather die before I hurt" and he said that with so much hurt and determination in his voice that I almost believed it myself. Almost.
,, Besides, if i wanted to ever....,hurt you, wouldn't I have done it already? "
,, Well, what do want then from me ? "
Because, even though he is inhumanly gorgeous with his sharp jawline and 3 day old beard, he prevented me from joining mom, dad and Connor and I slowly start to get angry because of that. But I cant get to quite grasp my anger, like I actually can't get angry with him.
But I still can pretend, right?
It doesn't seem to bother him because he went right to his next question, which threw me off completely.
,, Well, I don't know about you ,beautiful, but I couldn't survive a day knowing that my loveactually exists out there in the world, without searching and finding my ohter half, you, my mate.
Did he just call me his friend? Mate?
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