SHEPERD

You Are One Of US Now

"Well, look what I found . . ." John Continued after Hope failed to say anything. As a breath was caught in her throat. He approached Hope, with long strides, holding his famous, signature smirk playing at his full lips.

As she watched him approach - much too quickly for her liking - she sidestepped him quickly, not dropping eye contact with him. Hope was able to get her breath back, with the sudden room she had given herself, by stepping away from him.

"W-what are you doing here . . .?" She cautiously asked.

"You know . . ." He continued, gliding his gaze down her figure and back up to her cautious eyes and hovering there. " You look absolutely ravishing in that dress. You should wear them more often." He said, smirking and attempting to step closer to her once again.

As Hope went to go back up from his wandering steps, she stopped herself.

'Why am I doing this? I'm not scared of him. I could drop him . . . even in a dress.'

While she was thinking this, she quickly realized how close he currently was to her - still smiling, of course. She couldn't help but think of how much she would love to wipe that smirk off his stupid face. She gulped in an attempt to salivate her dry mouth, before attempting to continue speaking. She wouldn't let him think he had any sort of effect on her. He didn't.

"What . . . are you doing here?" She asked once more, tilting her chin up at him and glaring him in his eyes. He chuckled at this, she could feel his hot breath glazing over her cheeks. She quickly felt them heat up and began to hope that he didn't notice.

"Well, you see sweetheart, that is nothing to concern that pretty little head of yours." He replied, allowing his top row of perfectly white teeth to show.

Hope raised her eyebrows in response.

"Is that so?" She said in almost nothing but a whisper, stepping closer in his direction, their chests almost touching. She could feel the warmth radiating off him, even through his infamous, plane jacket.

As he opened his mouth to say something, she quickly heard the sound of black SUV screeching down the dirt road towards them, a young woman peeking her head out the window at them.

'She was very attractive'. Hope thought to herself.

She had a long ponytail that was currently flying over her shoulder as the truck skidded to a stop, a perfect strawberry blonde, with piercing green eyes.

"John, what are you doing? We have to go!" Yelled the woman from the window.

Hope noticed the way his eyes rolled at her screeching voice, piercing their eardrums. She was so close to him, she also couldn't help but hear the slight growl that erupted from his throat.

"Yes. I'm coming." He said through clenched teeth, never straying far from Hope's gaze. His infamous smirk slowly stretched back onto his face.

"I'm afraid this will have to wait 'til later." He told her, slowly walking around her, never breaking eye contact as he hopped into the passenger seat with the strawberry blonde. The SUV quickly squealing down the dirt road and out of sight.

Hope eventually let out the breath she didn't fully realize she was holding. Shook her head, lowered it to the ground and continued walking back to Nick and Kim's to retrieve her truck.