In the Shadows

Chapter 11

   (Author's Note: If you would wish to listen to Chapter 11 parts 1 and 2 on audio, please click the videos. Thank you and enjoy! PS. part 2 has what I think Loren looks like but you can imagine her as you wish it's your imagination!)

 Holy crap! What the fuck is Chris doing here? He has his hair combed perfectly, with it pushed back from his face, and wearing those same jeans he had on yesterday, but he has on a dark blue shirt. I prefer this shirt he has on. Instead of the black shirt, this one brings out his eyes. Ooh those eyes of his, there so blue like the ocean. Stop staring, Sussianna!

  "I didn't know you worked at this time?" He lies.

   I take my eyes away from him and look down at the movies. I don't say a word, instead, I bend down to retrieve the DVDs. Shit, hopefully, I did not break these DVDs or I'll have to pay for them out of my pocket.

  "Let me help you," he says as he kneels to help me pick them up.

   Why is it, I apparently end up dropping things in front of Chris? Am I that clumsy?

  "Thanks," I say.

  We both pick up the DVDs together as soon as we recover them off the floor, we stand up at the same time. He places them in my hands, I feel his fingers brush lightly with mine. I gasp. I feel it not only on my fingers but somewhere I never felt before, until now. Feeling it down- way down there. I fumble around to find my voice.

   "Thanks, Chris." I barely have any breath left and it's more of a whisper.

    I turn my back and restock the DVDs, so he won't be able to see me blushing. I quickly stock the movies in order with my fingers shaking, and I can barely move them. Fuck get a grip Sussianna! I do this almost every day, today shouldn't be any different. I should be able to do this without my fingers trembling out of control.

   "I would like to purchase movies today. Can you help me?"

   I can't see him, but I know he's studying every move I make.

   "Yeah sure, just give me a minute to finish here." Just like my fingers, my voice comes out shaky. Gosh, why do I act like this with only Chris?

   "Take all the time you need; I have all day." I glance at him for a moment, to catch sight of his lips curled slightly. I blush immediately.

   I quickly turn away and do my best to finish putting up DVDs on the shelves.

   "Okay. What movies are you looking for?" My voice is raspy. I turn back to look at him and see his steaming eyes on me, making my mouth dry. Don't look into those eyes.

   "What movies do you like?" His voice is soft, yet deep. Rather than look into his eyes, I focus on his lips and watch a smile appear on his mouth like he's hiding something. I flush. Shit. Don't look at his mouth either. But where else do I look at him?

    Why does he want to know 'what movies I like?' Doesn't he know what he likes to watch? He is a very strange man.

   "Well, it depends on what you're interested in," I say low.

   "Interested in?" He grins. What is he thinking?

    "Yeah, like if you like comedy, horror, drama, or-" I don't think he's interested in this. "Romance."