Just Another Enigma

Prologue

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"You're following me."

His icy blue orbs were fixated on me as I merged away from him with each step he took towards me, until my back was firmly pressed against the crumbling brick wall behind me. My heart was no longer beating at it's steady pace, instead it was thumping so hard against my chest, i was afraid it would beat itself right out.

Deep breaths Carrie, shut your eyes and take deep breaths. 

Nope, it wasn't working-- keeping calm was not working! My arms hung limp besides my body, and my hands were quite literally having a seizure of their own as my mind attempted to register how close he was. Pretty close i would say, as I could definitely feel his minty breath fanning against my face.

"Nervous?" he finally spoke, his deep husky voice sending my head spinning, and the fresh smell of peppermint wafting up my nose. 

Of course im nervous-- scratch that, im terrified of you!

With thousands of regretful thoughts running through my mind, I shook my head attempting to keep my cool composure intact. A dark smirk formed on his lips, and his head just began inching closer until his lips were just mere centimeters away from mine. "Are you sure Carrie?", he murmured.

My eyes widened as his body was then pressed against mine, and it would have most probably rolled out of my head if it were possible. My brain suddenly went into panic mode and before I could have a second thought about my actions, my hand flew up and striked his cheek unexpectedly.

"Oh my god..." I silently gasped, as my eyes were fixed on the red, inflamed hand print on his cheek. His eyes darkened, and boy did i almost shit my pants. 

"I-Im so sorry!" I choked out, my hands suddenly feeling all clammy. His hands were pressed against the wall behind me, and I found myself caged between him. "Why were you following me," he questioned, the smirk was now wiped off his face, instead a cold hard look formed on his features, and it was clear he wasn't asking.  

My mouth opened and closed several times as I tried forming my words, but nothing came out. Why did i follow him? I wanted to see for myself, what was so threatening and mysterious about him. I couldn't exactly say that without sounding like a huge creep.

"I-I really don't know," I stammered defeated, feeling heat rising up my neck, making it's way to my cheeks. I looked down, wanting nothing more than to get out of here and never cross paths with him again. Why couldn't the earth just swallow me whole right now.

He didn't back away as I was expecting though, instead, his thumb and forefinger wrapped around my chin and forced my dull brown eyes to meet his deep oceanic blue ones. His eyebrows furrowed as he stared down at my for a second. 

"You don't know what you're dealing with, chick." he stated. I think i know that more than anyone, because if i did i most probably wouldn't have been here.

But i know he's not just another enigma. 

Something in me wants to unravel every inch of his mind. And no matter ho undeniably sexy, yet terrifying he is, im going to do just that.

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