My Supernatural Love

Chapter 1-The orange sunlight burned my eyes, as my dream abruptly came to an end and my eyes flipped open. My breath came in and out in pants as I tried to calm myself. I was slowly brought back to reality, but those eyes never failed to appear each time I blinked. I shook my head and threw my feet over the side of her bed. That dream never ceased to give me chills. As I shuffled to the bathroom, I stared down at my arm, covered with Goosebumps. Gazing into my own chocolate eyes in the mirror, I recalled the strange dream that I had been having for three nights in a row. Ever since the day that my best friend, Marie, recommended that I try the new coffee house in town.

Marie and I have been best friends since grade school. Throughout our whole lives, we had done everything from dance lessons to college together. Three days ago, Marie left to visit her family, up in Wisconsin and therefore I had the apartment all to myself. Just before leaving, Marie told me about The Coffee Bean, the new coffee house that Marie's ex-boyfriend just opened up. Marie and Jack got along surprisingly well, despite the horrendous break-up that they suffered a little under a year ago. At that time, every time his name was brought up, Marie would mutter obscene words and leave the room. Now, every time I try to say something bad about him, she defends him and says that I don't understand. So I don't say anything about him anymore and they actually get along. So after Marie left, I decided to check Jack's place out in substitution of the gross coffee at my work.

As I pulled into the parking lot, I realized how busy the place was. New York City is a bustling place, but I was surprised when she had to park in the farthest spot from the entrance. I hoped to God that she wouldn't be late for work. As I made my way across the lot, I couldn't help but notice the three smokin' hot cars parked next to the building. A Ferrari, a Mustang, and a cherry red convertible immediately caught my eye. I am not a car lover or anything, but my mom owns a car shop so I had to notice. I first noticed the model hopping out of the convertible. She flipped her long blonde hair and strutted in her 4-inch heels, then stopped, obviously waiting for the other two drivers. "Nicki, hurry up", she snapped and out of the Mustang came the most gorgeous man ever to walk the Earth. A blonde, tall and lanky, wrapped his arm around the girl's waist and together they strutted towards her. And with that, I promptly tripped over my own feet and caught myself ju st before hitting the ground. Although I was curious as to which god or goddess would come out of the Ferrari, I quickly slipped into the building and let out the breath that I had been holding.

Shaking my head, I got in line at the register. Thank goodness that it wasn't long because I could already hear my boss's squeaky voice telling me that I was fired. I don't exactly have the best boss, but my job as a journalist pays pretty well and I love my job. Usually I can come and go at the office as I pleased, but the meeting today started at eight and it was very mandatory. I placed my order and stepped back to wait as it was being prepared. I noticed the beautiful people from the parking lot step up to order next. The two blondes ordered first and then came another man, presumably the Ferrari's owner. I literally had to grind my mouth shut to keep from drooling. The man at the counter called my name, once, twice, and then a third time before I snapped out of my trance. As I stepped up to grab my coffee, something caught my eye.

Just as I turned, I heard a yelp as a young lady's foot caught the carpet, throwing her fresh hot cocoa directly at my freshly ironed, white blouse. A scream instantly covered the woman's yelp as I flinched away. The scream was mine, as I waited to feel the scalding liquid. But I didn't feel anything. I looked up and froze, starring right into the most beautiful sea-foam green eyes ever known to man. The Ferrari man, was right in front of me. He smiled down at me and I realized that he had thrown himself in front of me and was now covered in the steaming chocolate. I couldn't move, people were clapping and patting him on the back, but all she could do was stare. His hair was dark brown, almost black and short, spiking a little in the front. My eyes wandered down his front, the cocoa had soaked him and every muscle was revealed. His entire six foot tall figure was covered in muscle. His broad chest led down to his very impressive six-pack. His dark-washed jeans fit hi m perfectly and were untouched by the mess. I couldn't deny that this man, in fact, was the most handsome man on the face of the Earth.

Then I realized how stupid I must look. How long, I wondered, was I starring at him. "I am so sorry", gushed the young woman, flipping her hair and starring at him with what looked like pure adoration. Wow, I hope that I wasn't looking at him like that, I thought. As if he was reading my thoughts, he looked down to her and winked. Oh my gosh, I am having a stroke, I thought to myself. He chuckled and addressed the woman, "It is quite alright, I have an extra shirt anyways. I am just glad that I could help this beautiful lady." He smiled down at me again and I realized that I still hadn't spoke. "Thank you", I whispered, then cleared my throat, "Here let me buy you a coffee!" "No, Thanks Darlin', but I don't think so", he murmured softly, "Just glad that I could help."

"How in the world did you make it over here so quickly", I asked him. He smiled and I couldn't help, but gaze at his beautiful mouth. Okay now I've actually lost my mind, I thought to myself. "I guess I just know how to sense when someone needs my help", he stated with a smirk, "Besides, I was headed over here anyways." He gestured towards his blonde friends at the table behind her. They were staring at him like he was insane for talking to me. "Oh, well thank you so much", I smiled, "Are you sure that you don't want me to pay for your coffee or a new shirt or something? I have to thank you somehow!" He looked down at her and smirked. "It was no problem. I am glad that I could help", he stated, "But there is one thing that I wouldn't mind getting from you in gratitude..." I gulped down some air and almost had a coughing fit. What could he want from me? I suddenly got really nervous, as I stared up in to his eyes expectantly. "Your name", he said. What? Oh, that was not what I expected. "Victoria", I said with a smile," It was very nice meeting you, but I have to go." I glanced down at my silver watch and gasped. "Oh shoot!" I shouted," I really have to go! But thank you so so very much and I am really grateful and bye!" I grabbed my coffee, turned on my heel and lauched myself through the parking lot to my car. Oh gosh, my boss is going to kill me, I thought to myself. Maybe I should just call in now and say that I quit in stead of hearing Mr. Haert yell at me for all eternity. Just as I reached my car, someone grabbed my arm and I spun around.