I seriously am too tired of waiting for the sequel for 'The Host' and seing as how I prefer Jared over Ian, I chose to write this.
Enjoy ,
"Lily. It's fine. I can take them. I don't think they're that heavy. It's just plates." I smiled at her to make it more convincing.
She looked down at me and I could see that she didn't believe me. "Why don't I go with you?"
"No, no, trust me. It's okay. You need to do the bread. I'll be fine." This time I made my smile wider.
She looked at me for a moment then sighed. "Alright. But don't take too much with you," she patted my head - a very common gesture - and turned to finish the rest of the bread.
I smiled and placed my small hands under the already piled up plates and my chin on the top one. Now that I was carrying them I could see why Lily didn't want me to carry them but I didn't let go of them instead I grunted and walked out of the kitchen and into the hallway- like cave.
I had to train these arms and make myself as strong as I was when I was in Melanie's body.
It was very irritating having all the people around me treating me like a kid - which in a way I was since the body only was seventeen years old. But I didn't like it when they didn't give me heavy work, that they carried heavy things for me. I didn't like it at all. It made me seem... weak.
I loved the body Jamie picked out for me. But it's very petite.
If only this body was as strong as Mel's. I sighed.
My hands were hurting. The plates were so heavy! This wouldn't have been a match for Melanie. She could've carried this with her left hand.
A little way to go. You can handle it.
I wanted to reach the "bathroom" as soon as possible so I sped up.
"Whoa. Wanda. Give me that!" an all too familiar voice said as I just began to notice a dim light in front of me. Jared.
My heartbeat sped up and I felt myself blush only slightly. This was so not fair to Ian. Or Melanie. But Melanie knew. She had known the first day I woke up in this body that I still loved the man that belonged to her. Ian didn't.
He thought the feelings had only been Melanie's and that I had left those feelings in her body.
I was happy for the almost complete darkness. This body couldn't hide feelings very well.
"No, it's okay. Really." I said quickly but the tone sounded false.
He chuckled, handed me the flashlight and took the plates away from me anyway. "You know this body hasn't exactly improved your lying skills. Who gave you these?"
Even though I had protested against him taking the plates I felt so much better without the extra weight. I sighed. "Lily, but it was my fault. I kept pushing her. Thanks for carrying them for me. They're not too heavy, are they?" I looked up at him and found him looking at me with THAT expression. I could see his thick arms even right now in this dim light and realized what a dumb question it was. "Oh, okay. Stupid question." I said and felt my blush increase in embarrassment.
I felt his fingers press against my cheek and blushed even more deeply. His touch still felt like fire. Even with a different body his touch still felt the same.
"I can see you blush even in this faint light," he murmured.
Does he know what his touch does to me? Still? Does he know about the feelings I have for him? Still? Does he know what his gaze does to me? When he looks at me? Thinking I can't feel his gaze on me, burning me alive?
