Finding Mr Right.

39

I run out of the cab,into the hospital building,knowing pretty well that someone was going to follow me.
I was tired of having my life ruined by the people i cared about alot,and right now,all i want is to be someplace quiet and my room is the last place i wanna be.

Luckly the elevator door opens and i take it straight to the 16th floor,before walking up the stairs to the roof.

I stand at the roof,staring down at the busy street below as the wind airbrushed my now loose hair.My phone was going crazy down in My bag but,right now,i wanna be alone.

"god!you dont know how much that drives me Crazy"

I hear a familiar voice behind me and as much as chills ran down my spine,so did anger and detéste.

"What are you doing here?"i ask my eyes never leaving the streets below.  "And how did you know i'd be here?"

"I know you,so it wasnt hard for me to track you down." I reply with a nod and an eyeroll.
"Why are  you avoiding me?"

"Am not"

"You havent even looked at me since i got here"

"...and that surprises you,how?"

"Wint_eer.." he say taking a few steps closer but i stop him.

"Stay away from me..!"
There was silence. "I mean,just...leave me alone"I say my emotions bottled up.
I shut my eyes,feeling the fresh air.I let it carry with it my pain,missery and fears away.I feel a soft touch from large manly hands,literally three times the size of my own,on both sides of body,slowly being placed on top of my hands.I feel a body lean close,against mine and a head slightly placed on my shoulders that i could feel the warm breath on my neck every time he exhaled.

"You dont have to be scared of me Chiqqa,Am not dangerous."he whispers into my ear his voice husky and crispy.
That was all i needed to hear but i was too caught up,savouring the moment my eyes still closed.
Maybe Russ didnt know it but that sentence was a number one,panty dropper.

"Get away from me"I say and immediately making it so obvious that i didnt mean it.

"You dont mean that"Russ says blushing my hair with his fingers.
"You missed me and its so obvious"he says teasingly.

"Oh yeah,and how's that?"

"You are wearing my shirt love."
I roll my eyes at him.

"So?am only wearing it because i havent done my laundry in weeks."
I say pushing him back as i turned to face him,creating atleast four inches space between us,damn!my jaw almost drops.
i swear these past six weeks have made him six times,sexier,hotter and ofcourse man-godier than he already was.

"Your hair?its shorter than i remember"
I say reaching for his hair but quickly drop my hand to my side.

"And you are a lot irressistable than i remember"he says covering the space between us.

"What are you really doing here Russ?what do you want?"

"You."he says quietly, "I want You.I want all your flows,imperfections,and everything that comes with you,I Just Want You!"

"Why,after you left me hanging?"

"Woah!whoa!whoa!"he says turning away from me. "YOU LEFT ME HANGING!"he says raising his voice to emphasize every word.

"Well you tried to murder me!"i whisper-yell as if cautious that someone could hear us. "And you didnt even make an effort to apologize!"

"Am sorry"he whispers.