Chasing Destiny [SYTYCW15]

Romania, 1941

Akantha knew someone was in the room before she opened her eyes. She felt their presence despite them not making a sound. The talent had gotten her out of possible situations on numerous occasions, but was this one friend or foe? There was only one way to find out. Akantha opened her eyes and realized she was still lying across the bed with her legs hanging over the side.

She moved into a half sitting position and looked at the person who had entered the room. A look of surprise crossed her face as the identity of the man registered in her tired mind. She bolted up into a full sitting position and glared at the man. Dark brown eyes gleamed with mirth and a smirk stretched his mouth.

"Damianos! What are you doing here?" she demanded. Did she just feel her heart skip a beat? Her stomach flipped and her mouth went dry.

The man smiled, leaned in and planted a kiss on her mouth. He pulled back and smiled. "I'm glad to see you too, Akantha. It's been far too long."

She did the only thing she could think; she slapped him across the face.