As she closed and locked the door behind her she began to dwell upon the feelings inside of her. She couldn't ignore the desperate urge she had to open the door and run out after him. She also couldn't deny that it felt as if a piece of herself had gone missing. She wanted him here with her so badly, but her mind was firmly urging her against it.
Indecisively torn between two options, she leaned her back against the door and crossed her arms. She was so overwhelmed by all of the feelings inside of her and she just didn't know which direction she should take things now.
As she stood there immersed in her thoughts Lynn realized that she could still feel Nashoba's presence. Although she couldn't see him she knew that he was watching her house, willing her to open the door and let him back in.
For one brief moment she found herself dangerously close to opening the door and seeing if he was still outside but she stopped herself before she could do it. He wanted her to open her home so he could come back inside but she wasn't going to do it. She was, however, curious enough to walk over to the window and peer out between the curtains.
As her gaze fell upon him, she saw that he was firmly planted next to a large oak tree in her yard. His eyes were keenly focused upon her and as her eyes met with his she instantly found herself entranced by his stare. His eyes were pulling Kendra , urging her to come toward him and she knew that the longer she stared at him the strong her urge would be to open the door. Yet regardless of this she just couldn't stop looking at him.
The silvery light from the moon outlined the form of his body, illuminating the beauty of his features and his long, dark hair. Nashoba's hands were stuffed into his pockets and rain was pouring down on him. His hair was plastered flat against his skull and the T-shirt he wore clung to his body like a second skin, plastering itself against his well-defined arms.
His eyes remained glued on her, seeming to penetrate her very being. The power of his gaze was frightening but at the same time she found herself completely turned on by the way that he looked at her. It was as if nobody else in the world mattered to him but her, and she began to feel a deep and urgent throbbing between her legs. She noticed the expression on his face was deeply intense, and the look in his eyes seemed to silently express that this game she was playing with him was coming to an end.
As she thought about it she realized that she was indeed, playing a game with him. Deep down inside she already knew what she wanted, so why was she wasting her time trying to fight against it? Her fear ran deep and she thought about how it'd felt as they'd shared that kiss on the couch. It seemed as if their bodies and spirits had been melding, and the experience has been so intense that she'd gotten freaked out and instantly pulled away from him.
It had been an amazing experience and the kiss they shared had been unlike any other she'd ever had before. She wanted him and he wanted her so why was she trying to stop this? Why couldn't she just gather her courage and allow this amazingly sensual and beautiful man to enter her world?
Rejection was sharply etched across his face, causing Kendra to feel both guilt and sadness.
Kendra hadn't meant to hurt his feelings, but she had to look out for herself. She didn't know what would happen once he shifted forms, and if he lost control and decide to attack her, she would be helpless to fight him off.
A booming sound of thunder cracked through the sky and Kendra's shoulders jolted upward as the windows shook from the residual vibrations. She usually loved the sound of thunder, but the suddenness of it had caught her off guard. As she continued to watch Nashoba she realized he seemed quite unfazed by the bad weather.
Still firmly rooted in the same spot, the only thing he seemed to be concerned about was her. His eyes hadn't budged from her gaze for a second, and as he stood in the downpour another round of thunder came, lighting up the sky behind him.
