The Unseen

Chapter 19

CHAPTER 19

 

He pulled me by my hand to the grassy area behind the bleachers. I guess he was eager to talk. A thousand thoughts swirled in my head, shoving me deeper and deeper into utter confusion.

What did he want to talk about? What did The Wolf want with him? But the one major thought in my head was the feeling that his hand in mine felt...right. I could feel the heat radiating from his skin, and I felt comfortable with it. I wouldn't mind if he held my hand like this all the time, but he probably never even thought about holding Nikkia Lane's hand.

Silly, I know. But it was the only thought going through my head at that moment. I caught a whiff of his cologne, which hadn't worn off yet since he hadn't been running for long. That was something I'd never noticed before, since we had never been this close. I had also never realized just how soft his hands were, and it was pretty obvious why I hadn't.

I followed him behind the bleachers with a little bit of doubt, yet curiosity overriding it. I had never been alone with Hunter before. Well, except for the last time I saved him, but I had run away too quickly for it to really count as being alone.

He turned towards me, his fair hear swinging ever so lightly, his chest still heaving from his run, and his large brown eyes staring directly into mine. My eyes were the only things showing from behind my mask, and I just hoped he wouldn't recognize them.

He didn't.

Not letting go of my hand, he spoke, "I don't know who you are...except that you are The Unseen, are super fast, and have an amazing heart. What else I know is that you have saved me twice now, and last time I didn't get to thank you."

"There's no need to thank me-" I began, my voice disguised. It was hard to disguise it when I was in front of Hunter, because all I wanted to do was be myself with him. I wanted him to love me for who I was, not for the fake me.

My heart thumped wildly in my chest as I realized just how close we were. The last time we were this close, by accident, I had stumbled back in nervousness, but this time I stayed still, allowing myself to be caught up in his eyes. Allowing my heart to go crazy in my chest.

He glanced down at the ground for a moment, a look of something I couldn't explain in his eyes. "But I want to." His eyes flicked up to meet mine, and I couldn't stop he flutter I felt in my heart.

What did he mean? I waited for him to say the two words of thanks, but they didn't come.

Instead, he let go of my hand and his hands made their way to my face, gently framing it. I felt myself tensing up as his thumb began pushing up my mask. My hands were clenched tightly, and I was ready to run before I would let him see who I was. He pushed the mask no further than slightly below my nose, however.

His hand remained in place, his thumb gently brushing the side of my cheek, making my head and stomach do all sorts of weird flips.

What was he doing?

Interrupting my thoughts, Hunter leaned forward and gently touched his lips to mine. I had not seen that coming. A wave of fresh thoughts washed over me, but none of them made sense as I let him kiss me. My first kiss.

I knew I should have pulled away, knew it shouldn't be in secret like this, but I found myself giving in to the kiss. It felt right. It was everything I'd dreamed it would be for my first kiss, so I let him kiss me. I was in shock. His hand was gently touching my cheek, and I just wished my mask was off so that I could actually feel his warm hand on my skin. My back bumped against the bleacher post, leaving me nowhere to pull away to. If I had wanted to, that is.