Adrian looked over at Emilie, looking her up and down making sure she hadn't been infected. His gaze led down her slim yet hourglass figure. He hadn't seen a female in months, or anyone for that matter. His gaze lingered on her breasts for a second longer than he meant for it to. She must've been a B cup; it was hard to tell. His gaze landing on her hand that had sunk through the walker's throat was still covered in rotting flesh. She flung it off and, one handedly opened a water bottle from her bag to rinse it off. 'Impressive,' he thought to himself.
Finally lifting his gaze to her face, it hit hard. She was downright gorgeous. It looked as if she hadn't interacted with the apocalypse at all. She must take amazing care of herself. Her stunning blonde hair reached past her butt, and her blue eyes seemed to glow. Her lips were a soft pink and her cheeks were rosy. He had never seen such a beautiful girl before.
She suddenly jerked her head up to look at him, and obviously caught him staring. She smirked at him, and struck a pose.
"Like what you see?" she teased him. He didn't mind though, he enjoyed it.
Shifting his gaze away to look across the small town, he replied, "And what if I do? Do I get a reward?" He looked back at her sticking out his tongue.
She laughed, "While I admire your honesty, try again next time." She winked at him playfully, but she seemed to enjoy teasing him. Before he knew it, he found himself wanting to stay by her side, to keep her safe. He wanted a partner, and not to be alone anymore.
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The Zombie Run
Teen FictionEmilie Elaine Lockley believes in the Pagan practice, Wicca. She believes the Gods are angry with humanity and thus are punishing them by releasing the infected dead from their eternal sleep and infecting others with the virus that causes the infect...
