Yours Forever, Dragonfly.

Part 11

S

We are all sitting in Owen's living room when he excuses himself.

I take a moment to digest the whole situation. I meet two wonderful guys, get into a car accident, meet four amazing men, find a box sent to me as a threat, and now I'm staying at a man's house I don't even really know.

What the hell is happening to my life?

I jolt when I feel a hand grab mine. "Baby, are you okay?" North asks with a slight frown. I realize I had been zoning out while they were speaking.

North slides me over closer to him and I instantly feel myself relax. His calloused hand rubbing small circles on my arm. Even his smell is comforting.

What's even more disconcerting is that he's not the only one I feel this way towards.

Noticing the silence I forgot that I was asked a question. I'm trying to formulate a response when I feel North's hand slowly glide up my arm then his other hand starts reaching towards my waist.

His hands on me feel amazing and I can feel myself blush with the dirty thoughts going through my head.

I wonder what else those hands can do. I'm such a pervert.

Too late I realize what his end goal was.

"Oh my aaaahhhh" I squeal out as he starts to tickle me.

I hear everyone around me start to laugh and I yell out mercy.

"What was that for, you grump?!" I pout at him while trying not to laugh.

He seems to see straight through me because he smirks.

"You looked like you were thinking too hard. I helped. You're welcome."

I'm still red faced when Owen finally comes into the room. He analyzes my red smiling face and his eyes soften.

Getting up I reach and grab my bag. Feeling a bit shy I hesitantly walk over to Owen.

"Mr. Blackbourne, can you show me to my room? I'd really like to take a shower."

Giving me that millimeter smile he grabs my bag and holds out his elbow.

"I will escort you. Right this way." He says. As he turns I smell his spring soap and I can't help but sigh. I love when men smell good.

We walk down the hall for a bit then up the stairs. He leads me to a door on the right and opens it.

"I hope this is to your liking. You know, Ms.S, I abhor what was given to you and the situation but I really enjoy your presence here." He says sincerely.

My breath gets caught at his proximity since we are both inside the doorway. Owen does not seem like a person who would just say something to say it. He must actually mean it.

"Thank you, Mr. Blackbourne. I'm happy I met you all and that you're willing to help me." I say with a shy smile trying not to fidget with the intense way he is staring at me.

After a moment he gestures for me to walk into the room. It's absolutely beautiful but I knew it would be given the way the rest of the house looks.

"This is perfect! I will have a quick shower and hurry down." I say while grabbing my bag and bringing it to the bed.

"Take all the time you want to relax. There is no need to rush."

"In that case I'll take a long bath." I say with a wink.
Oh god what was that? I never flirt. It sounded like I was inviting him to bathe with me, didn't it? I think I'm going to throw up. He's going to think I'm such a floozy. No, it's okay, he didn't notice. He's too much of a gentleman. Wow are his ears turning red?

I stop my inner rambling because a flustered Owen is the most adorable thing I've seen in a long time. He's messing with his tie while clearing his throat at the same time.

"Uh Miss S. I will wait for you to bathe. No! Not in this room. Yes, I'll wait with the others for you downstairs. The bathroom is across the hall. Think of something you'd like to eat for dinner." He quickly turns away without an answer and closes the door forcefully.

Unable to hold it in anymore I have to anchor myself against the wall from the force of my laughter.

That was good. Wiping the tears from my eyes I get my towel for my bath and walk across the hall to the bathroom. I turn on the hot water and start to shrug off my clothes.
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Victor

I'm sitting at my home when I finally decided that I've had enough. I've been glued to this chair all day and have replayed this video footage for the hundredth time.

I texted some of the guys but haven't heard from Silas, Sean, North, and Mr. Blackbourne. Knowing it's not normal for them not to respond I look at the gps trackers and realize that they are all together.

Finding that odd because they weren't supposed to be all together today I decide to head over to Mr. Blackbourne to check out what's going on. This has nothing to do with me going stir crazy. Of course not. I pack an overnight bag because I may not want to come back tonight.

"Making my way downtown. Walking fast..." I'm singing in my car when I look over and see an old woman in her car smiling at me. What am I even singing?! I definitely needed to get out of the house.

Feeling embarrassed I turn my blushing face away and look straightforward. Finally making it to Owen's in record time I get out of the car and pull my overnight bag from the backseat.

Opening the door, without a greeting, I go straight upstairs to put my bag into my room. Putting my things in my room I hear the shower on in the bathroom next door. Not thinking anything about it since it's probably one of my brothers I head out of my room.

I'm walking passed the bathroom when the door bursts open and a girl in only a towel runs out. Almost as if in slow motion we collide and I steady her with my hands on her back and her face in my chest. Her whole body flushed against mine.

"Are you alright?" I ask

She looked up at me and I swear the breath gets knocked right out of me. The biggest green eyes are looking up at me. This girl is absolutely this most beautiful thing I've seen.

She's getting flustered the more I stare at her. I wonder how far that blush goes down. Realizing I'm holding on to a half naked girl thinking this definitely does not help the blush that is now rising onto my cheeks. We separate quickly and that's when her towel decides to make a slow distance to the floor.

She gets this horrified look on her face.

"Oh my fudge, this is just not my day!" She yells out while grabbing the towel and running past me to get into her room.

I can't help but look at the present I was given but am not able to enjoy when I see scar after scar on her back. Some overlapping the others and I know that this is the bird Owen was speaking about in his text messages.

I give one last look at the door before I start marching downstairs to get as much information about the situation as I can.