Don't Turn Back (Sequel To "Truth Be Told")

Put On A Shirt

After what seemed like an hour, Luke walked out of the bathroom, a towel around his waist and water dripping down his body. Izzy looked at him. Luke moved a lot so his muscles would clench and unclench. He walked back into the bathroom and closed the door.

He came out dressed in a black man tank top and black flannel pants and Izzy yawned. Luke casually asked. "Were you staring at me when I was in a towel?"

Izzy looked at him. "If you think I'm attracted to you, think again, Castellan."

"You always do that."

"What?"

"Never mind." Luke said while chuckling. Izzy looked at him. "What?"

"Nothing." Luke said and tucked his dirty clothes away.

"Is there something on my face?"

"No.'' Luke replied.

Izzy stuck her bottom lip out. "Pwease tell me." She said in a baby voice. Luke raised an eyebrow in response and shook his head while laughing.

"Just tell me." She asked.

Luke looked at her. "When you like someone you call them by their last name."

Izzy tilted her head and Luke found it cute but didn't say anything.

"Uh... 'When you like someone you call them' blah blah, no." She mocked and spit out.

Luke rolled his eyes. "I need sleep."

Izzy looked at him. "I don't care."

"Izzy, move." Luke said.

Izzy shook her head. Luke sighed and grabbed the ends of the blankets. "What are you doing?" Izzy asked.

Luke gripped them and yanked, as hard as he could, Izzy fell off the bed and Luke smiled to himself. He laid back on the bed and got under the blankets, Izzy waved her hands in the air. "I'm okay!" She yelled.

Luke laughed and turned over. Izzy growled and walked over to the bathroom, walking inside and stripping her clothes off. Luke listened as he heard the water running. After a few minutes Izzy walked out dressed in an oversized black t-shirt and as far as he could tell, red short-shorts.

She sat on the ground and used Luke's bag as a pillow. Luke looked down at her. "What are you doing."

"Going to sleep." She said.

"Not on the ground, get up here." He said.

"I'm not sleeping with you."

Luke started laughing.

"Not in the same bed!  You know what I meant!" She said, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

Luke patted the bed. "I don't want you getting cold." He said.

Izzy huffed and stood up, climbing into the bed and closing her eyes. Trying to fall asleep and not dream badly.

-Next Morning-

Izzy woke up and tried getting up, but was restrained. At first her mind raced, demons, angels, vampires, werewolves. But she looked down and arms were wrapped around her waist.

She turned her head slightly, seeing a messed up blonde head of hair. She turned around in their arms and stared up at them. "Luke."

"Ugh." He said.

"Luke. Get up." Izzy whispered.

"Five more minutes....."

Izzy tried shoving him, kicking him and yelling at him. He still wasn't getting up or at least moving. Izzy wrapped her arms around his neck, whispering in his ear, in a seductive voice.

"If you move I'll give you." Izzy whispered.

Luke cracked an eye open. "What will you give me?'' He asked in a morning voice.

Izzy stopped as her ears drank it in. God damn. She thought. Sexy. She also thought.

Izzy looked up at him through her lashes. "Anything you want." She said, tracing patterns on his chest.

She heard Luke swallow. "You can kiss me."

Izzy cursed herself in her head. "Okay, just let me go."

Luke nodded, removing his arms. Izzy wiggled out from under the covers and jumped off the bed. Luke watched her walk over to the mini-fridge and pull out a soda. She sat down and stared at him.

"So...." She started as Luke turned over to check the time. She quickly slipped out of her shorts and into a pair of jeans, socks and boots. He turned back around, seeing her changed. He sighed as she spoke.

"You need to get changed so we can get going." She said quietly.

He nodded, he grabbed some clothes as she started packing and walked into the bathroom, changing then coming back out. Quickly packing his things and taking the soap that was set out, the pad of paper, pen, sugar packets, little bags and a few towels from the bathroom.

Izzy didn't see which he was glad about, otherwise she'd have made him put it all back.

They zipped up their things. Izzy shrunk them again and put her's in her pocket. "Let's go."

"My kiss." Luke said,

"What? Now!?" She asked.

Luke nodded. She turned to him and pecked him on the lips, pulling back and about to turn around when he grabbed her, turning her back to him and kissing her. She started to move her arms in protest and he grabbed her wrists as he felt her melting, she stopped fighting and he let go of her arms, pulling her close to him as her hands went against his chest. He felt her kissing back.

Izzy felt sparks and couldn't pull away but wanted to so badly. Luke's tongue dragged across her bottom lip. She almost, keyword almost opened her mouth but then something rose up in her, causing her to break off for air. Luke panted as she breathed deeply, turning around and running out the door, handing the key to the front desk lady and walking out, waiting on the curb for Luke.

She saw a pair of sneakers, and a pair of legs. Luke sat next to her. "Thank you."

"For what?" Izzy asked quizzically.

"For kissing me." He said as he got up, starting to walk down the road.

Izzy sat still and then stood up, following him and letting thoughts race through her head, but one made her think the most.

So many sparks.....Is that supposed to mean something? Is that what Sam was talking about...A while ago? That love makes you happy, it sparks things in you, makes you question it.... Is that what this was? Is that what this is? Love?

Or just the blind truth?