Hot Rush

chapter 37

Chapter 37

The night dragged on and Rosa relentlessly proved her self in every type of fitness test Marcos threw at her, after asking her to show him how long she could hold her breath for under water Rosa had almost passed out by the end of it managing to last almost 4minutes she just about made it back up to the tops of the small stream that lay in between a gorge in side of the mountain face. Slumping up on to the bank and getting her breath back she felt unbelievaly tired, her muscles screaming in protest of every move she made, her lungs burning for air and her head spinning from the lack of oxygen, 'that'll do for today' Marcos told her before he had stalked away leaving her cold, and wet and too tired to get to her feet and find her way back. Luckily someone was nearby to give her a helping hand. As Blaise lifted her into his arms he sighed in relief that he was now holding her. All through the vigoruous tests he had wanted nothing more then to intervene and stop Marcos when he saw her strugglint but only just  stopped himself knowing she would hate for him to get involved, he had followed the two out here and had been amazed at how long she had lasted, he rememberd his days training with Marcos it was gruelling and unbearably hard but each one of his men including him had made it through and were now acomplished and deadly fighters thanks to him. Holding her now he wasnt even sure if she was lucid or aware of anything around her, because if she were there was no way in hell she would allow him to pick her up and carry her back to her tent like this, she was too stuborn. But he did anyway all the while memsmerised by her flawless face, her brown hair plastered to her head with water was beginning to curl, her damp clothes he knew would be uncomfortable for her to sleep in so when he reached he tent he pulled out her bag and took outy a fresh tank top and clean pair of panties, laying her limp body down he undressed her small frame once again memsmerizied by her beauty. Trying hard not to look below her face he gently undressed her and then redressed her all the while averting his gaze knowing she would hate him if she knew he had looked. Once she was dressed he couldnt help but brush a feather light kiss over her forhead pushing her damp hair back with one hand 'sweetdreams my cher' he whispered before disspearing out of her tent and leaving her to sleep in peace

Rosa felt the loss of warmth like she had been plunged in to a bucket of icy water, shivering she wrapped her arms around her body, her mind too far gone to process who it was that had walked away from her but she knew that it was someone that made her skin burn and blood sizzle, he was fire where she was ice and she missed the touch, falling back in to unconciousness she dreamed of the burning stranger the one able to zap her with electric jolts when ever he touched her. She dreamt of Blaise

Yawning loudly Rosa rolled over rubbing her eyes to clear her blurry vision, sitting upright she ran a hand through her tangled hair and cringed, she must have fallen asleep with it still wet, mumbling she pulled it up in to a high bun using the small stripof leather she kept tied round her arm. Yawning again she glanced down at her self and remebered yesterday's events her muscles aching still she rolled her neck and shoulders trying to releive the pain. Damn Marcos for being such a harsh teacher she cringed as she remebred the things he had her do. But by far the water had been worse, the stream freezing cold at night she had stayed in it for atleast 3 minutes she recalled the panic she had felt when her lungs burned but knew the more she panicked the more oxygen she used so taking calming breaths she endured utill she was almost about to pass out. The rest was a hazy blur, she didn’t remember walking back to the others though and that bugged her, frowning she sifted through her thoughts at an attempt to remember what happened, she recalled Mrcos walking away and she fainlty remebered being carried, that was it then she thought smiling one of the guys must have carried her home bless them she thought with a chuckle as she pushed herself up to her knees, something in the coner of the tent caught her eye lifting up the discarded clothes she gasped as she remembered wearing them yesterday, who ever had brought her back to the tent had changed her clothes aswell, looking down at her body in shock she cinged at their choice of clothing, the tank top was short and tight and the panties were one of her better ones, bristling becaue she knew just who it was that would have the audacity to do something like this. Her anger flaring she stormed out of her tent breaking the zip in the process, she scanned the area and found all the men sat around chatting noisely, food in front of them, when her eyes landed on the person she was going to hurt Blaise Peirce, at the sound of her approaching footsteps she saw them to turn to look at her but didn’t bother looking heading straight for Blaise with her fists clenched. When he truned she saw his expression change from one of shock to outrage and she momentarily forget why she was even approaching him, realsisizng the others were gaping at her too she checked herslef and gulped when she remembred she was wearing just panties and a tank top, it was too late to turn back now because she would just look like fool, so pushing her embaressment to the side she ocntinued stalking towards Blaise who now looked ready to kill except he wasnt looking at her any more he was glaring at the other men, almost challengingly and each of them looked away, growling low Rosa stood on her tip toes right up in his face, 'how dare you undress me' she hissed low and angrirly her eyes shooting sparks and her fists balled, desperately wanting to punch him. 'if I handt have changed you you would have caught pneumonia' he replied his voice low and graveley with the anger he was feeling. 'I would have rather caught pneumonia then have had your hands on me' she shot back at him, she saw somethong flare In his eyes and knew he was thinking the same thing she was, he was remembering the day he had, had his hands on her and how she couldnt get enough. Schooling her features so as not to give away what she was thinking she bit out between clenched teeth 'did you look?' for some reason this really got to her, she really disliked the fact that he had undressed her she just hoped he had the decency nto to look. 'Rosa I can dismantle and reassemble any fire arm in pitch blackness, what makes you think I cant undress you with out looking?' he asked his eyes smoldering as he continued 'im not saying thats what I did though' and with that she swung her fist up and he caught it easily just inches from his face. 'you bastard' she spat beyond angry.