Angel

Chapter Eleven: Jessie

I'm walking behind Daryl on our way back to the shack, and I'm wondering what the hell am I doing? It was a huge relief to finally make it back here in one piece. For a while there, it was debatable if I was going to make it back at all. I had several very close calls with walkers as I took that barely noticeable trail back. Daryl had me notching trees every so often so I wouldn't lose my way. Good thing because when you are running for your life, everything starts to look the same. Now add a heavy pack on my back, and I became a better target for someone's lunch.

Finally seeing him, made everything right again. He was definitely the partner I wanted to have my back these days. I also was ready to offer up my front and everything else in between too. And what on earth possessed me to kiss him? I didn't even think before I did it, but when he didn't pull back, we both kind of kept kissing. That's got me thinking that he may just want to move things along like I do. Initiating the kiss was bad enough, so if anything more is to happen, Daryl's going to have to do that.

I was so excited when he suggested the swimming hole for me to bath in. I had forgotten about it, and it was the perfect solution for getting all this disgusting dirt and blood off me. However, I had to play like I had never seen it before. There was no way I was going to let him know I followed him there last time.

We got there easily enough, and it was awkward for a brief moment with the two of us standing there on the ledge looking at the shimmering pool. I couldn't change until he left and he didn't leave right away. The place was a beautiful spot away from the horror we lived in. We made small talk before he told me that he would give me some privacy and he slowly walked away.

I knew that he was trying to be a gentleman, and I appreciated it but wasn't sure I wanted it. He would be about a dozen feet away from me while I was naked in the water. I was wondering as I got undressed how long his "giving me privacy" would last. There was definitely something between us that we had yet to explore. I knew he had felt the spark too, so I was counting on that he wouldn't be able to at resist taking a little peek. Plus, what guy can resist a naked woman?

The water was cold, but damn it was heavenly. I scrubbed the dirt and blood I had smeared all over me after I washed my hair. God, that felt so good. The two things I miss most in this world now were regular showers and decent food. Anything else I've learned to adapt and deal with pretty well.

I know he thought he was quiet but I was listening for any sound coming from his direction. That's why when I heard it, I turned so he could see my breasts. I was proud of them. They were a D cup, but I still had plenty of support left in them. So while I washed up my arms and shoulders, I made sure he got a good look. At least I knew he was sneaking a peek, which I expected, but he had no idea I had watched him. It was a bit of an apology for doing that cause I could have kept my back to the ledge the whole time and he would only have seen me from that side. And then he would never have seen the girls.

You're welcome, Daryl.

The sun had almost set by the time we got back. Daryl had piled everything I had brought back on the small kitchen counter. I grabbed a couple of fat candles and lit them around the room. We'd have halfway decent light in here tonight.

"Do you want me to heat up the raccoon?" he asked. "There's plenty left for us to have for dinner. Gonna go bad otherwise."

"Sure. I got some canned peaches for dessert. How's that?" I suggested.

"Good."

I rearranged the food a bit on the counter and found the bag of clothes I had brought back. I could tell he never even looked inside, as it was still tied shut. I grabbed it and headed to the main room. "Hey, I found some clothes for us. There's a lot more where this came from, but I took just a few things to get us by."