"The Dark Stranger"
© VeGirl 2014We're still sitting in my kitchen, with me struggling to process this mystical common past of ours when he drops the next bomb.
"I can't leave? What do you mean I can't leave the house?" I snap at him. "You can't put me on some freaking house-arrest!" Ire pushes the desire away for the moment.
"You don't get it; there are people out there that don't want us to find each other again." He has an assertive voice however sweet he is trying to make it sound.
"Again? What do you mean; find each other again?" I raise one of my eyebrows. "If I met you before, I would have remembered; I told you that." Why does he keep saying such profoundly confusing stuff?
He exhales slowly.
I just stare at him. "So I'm grounded?" I snap again.
"That is the best way for me to keep you safe," he says tenderly, which strikes a core deep inside me.
I ignore it. "You are aware of the fact that I managed to stay alive before you moved into this neighbourhood?" I use the sarcastic tone with a glare to accompany that.
"Yes, but I couldn't stay away any longer, and now I won't let you go again."
"Stalker much?" I mutter and he turns his serious face into a chuckle. I can't comprehend how much a smile changes his face and my body wants him anew; craves him.
"I think you'll be fine during the day, but I rather you stayed inside after dark." There is a serious protective, sweet tone in his voice, but I can't help myself. I have to push him away.
"Curfew?" I snort.
A surprised smile appears on his beautiful face. "Yes, I'm grounding you; if you don't obey I will take stronger actions." He speaks slowly and I can see that it is part serious, and part playful and I just can't help myself but to push further.
"What; a lock down?"
"I have a space in my basement that would be perfect for that, so... try me!" His eyes sparkle and his voice is threatening, however soft the words are spoken, and I can see for my inner sight a dungeon with barred windows and I shudder. The room is not a cell, but a restraining place of playthings. A room of pleasure.
I swallow hard. "Sorry, that's really not my thing," I say defiantly.
He chuckles dark and then he leans forward over the table with a finger under my chin. "I'm sure I can get you to like it." His voice is ominous sounding, his blue eyes sparkle like mercury and I have a hard time to think of any snarky reply. My body is on high alert again after being too shocked to react to him for a while. Suddenly he sighs, totally surprising me with the changed mood. "Your phone has been vibrating constantly since you got out of that shack, is there any chance that you'll pick it up?"
I have my hand in my purse before his sentence is finished. "Eddie!" I yelp and tap the answer button that is shining bright red on my display. "Eddie, I'm sorry," I answer. "I'm okay, at home and I'm sorry I couldn't hear your call."
I look up at Vincent's gorgeous face when he passes me by, on the way to my couch. Eddie says something, but I have no idea what it is, all I'm aware of is this man walking around in my home as if he owns it, and the feelings that are buzzing inside of me.
"Hello, are you there?" Eddie yells on the phone.
"Yeah, I'm here. I'm sorry; something happened and we... I... I had to get out of there. It might have been that creep that was stalking me," I lie with my eyes locked in Vincent's and notice a raised eyebrow on the drop dead gorgeous guy, lounging on my couch. "But I got some help, so I got away this time, thankfully." It is a bit scary how easy those lies comes out of my mouth. "But I better stay here tonight." Truthfully I am still a bit shook up and I expect to break down the minute I allow myself.
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The Dark Stranger
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