Forever In The Night

Forever In The Night Book #1 Chapter Four

"Hello." He said calmly.

I didn't say anything. He was dressed similar to the way he was dressed before. This time he wore a plain white shirt with black jeans and leather shoes. From the few streetlights above, he looked the same as he did yesterday night.

"Hi," I finally said not knowing anything what to say.

The wind blew his hair into his dark midnight eyes.

"Who are you?" I asked quietly.

He smiled revealing a perfect row of gleaming white teeth.

"Do you really want to know?" He teased, "My name full name is Devion Raphael Vladimir, but you can call me Devon." He smiled again. "Now it's your turn, what's your name?"

"Adrianna." I stuttered. "My name is Adrianna."

"Adrianna," He said, "That's such a pretty name." He slowly took steps towards me. I wanted to run back into the house and lock the door, but his eyes were captivating and I couldn't look away.

When he was right in front of me, he carelessly brushed his fingertips against my cheekbones. His fingers were cool against my flushing cheeks. He steadily ran his finger down the side of my neck. Slowly he bent his head down and softly rested his lips upon mine.

I didn't know what happened but I started to kiss him back. Soon I had my arms on his shoulder and around his head and he had my body pressed against his with his hands.

Then everything snapped. The passion died and I pushed him roughly away from me. I brought my hand up and slapped him. The force made his stumble back a little. He was stunned and before he reacted I took the advantage and raced back into the house. I slammed the door shut with a hard effort and locked it. I leaned against the door and I breathed. My breath came in short breath and I realized I was breathing heavily. I was breathing heavily from kissing Devion!

I raced to my room and sat down at my desk. I pulled out my sketchbook from drawer and started sketching randomly. I never got into the habit of wring in a diary; instead I drew my feelings out. That way even if someone were to discover it, it's just filled with picture that no one knows the meaning of.

I closed my eyes but kept sketching. I didn't know what I was drawing, but I knew I had to draw my feelings out. After a while I stopped. I leaned back onto the chair and sighed. What was I doing? I pushed the hair out of face and looked down to look at what I had drawn. The image made me gasp.

My drawing was of Devion. He was standing on a pathway in a forest. The wind was blowing his hair into his face shielding his eyes. His lips were still frozen in a perfect grin. I quickly tucked the drawing behind some books. I didn't want to throw it out.

Not wanting to waste anymore time, I climbed onto my bed and fell asleep quickly.

I was dreaming. I knew I was dreaming because I stood, pressed to Devion. We were alone in an elegant ballroom. Devion had a black tuxedo on and I was wearing a silky, revealing red gown.

One of his hands was on my lower back, while the other was on the back of my neck. Both of my hands were wrapped around his neck in a passionate embrace.

His lips found mine, but he held back making me want him even more. I closed my eyes as his lips softly trailed themselves down the side of my neck and throat.

I was indulged in the kiss when I begin to hear a soft ringing the background. My eyes fluttered open and the imagery disappeared and I was in my room again. It turned out to be my cell phone ringing.