Desire or Revenge (Cancelled)

Chapter 26: A thorn in our love

At the bottom of the hill, where it was just gently sloping, we came to a stop. We were laying on the tall grass facing each other and laughing. My dress was slightly higher than it should be, but I didn't see the need to fix it, I was comfortable with him. I was also comfortable with his tattoo, it didn't scare me anymore. I was looking at it now - sitting there exposed to the sunlight - I thought about how much harm it had brought.

I glanced up and met Hunter's eyes that had been gazing at mine. He smiled gently
"Who's gonna get the basket." He shook his head away, gesturing at the abandoned food.
I childishly pointed my finger at him "You"
"That's right my lazy girl. When you're mine, you won't have to do anything..." He stood up.
"But what if I want to?" I stood up after him and began to run.

I ran against the gentle breeze up the hill and towards the basket, basking at the warm heat of the sun.
"Alexa!"
His voice rang in my ear so sweetly and slowly. Never has my name sounded so beautiful... My dress was frolicking in the air, going up and down, same with my hair. I was free.

My arms were outstretched - getting ready to grab the basket handle when to my surprise I felt his arms wrapping around my shoulders and pulling me closer. I leaned into him, taking in this blissful moment of feeling loved, surprised and protected.
"Are you trying to seduce me in this dress..?" He slowly whispered into my ear.
"So what if I am?"
"My imagination struggles to be just that, I want action."

He spun me around 180° to him and as expected he smashed his lips to mine, igniting fires in my brain and heart. I succumbed to his touch and kissed him back, delving into his mouth. His hand travelled into my hair pulling me closer while the other ran down to my hips.

He began to peel my dress up, in hopes of taking it off, before I stopped him. I took his hand pulling it down and despite my cravings, I stopped to gain my breath - leaning my forehead against his.
"Not... here..."
"But there's no one out here!" He whined playfully, repeatedly pecking my lips and smiling. "You make me go crazy."
"Can't say the same for you."
"Hey! Do you need to be taught a lesson..?"
"No!" I giggled blushing whilst my heart and stomach fluttered. "Aren't I entitled to my own opinion?"
"In this case, no!" He laughed smirking with pride.

I pushed him on the chest making him fall back onto the long grass, this got him surprised and his smile shrunk and his eyebrow rose up. I got down myself and crawled to him, so that I was above. My hair fell on the side of his face, but he didn't mind, he just looked at me with his deep, beautiful, wide eyes.
I leaned in to whisper into his ear. "Of course, I'm crazy for you too..."

His smile once again returned and his eyes glistened reflecting me. He leaned up to kiss me gently and slowly, taking it all in. It was perfect...
Although I was hungry for love, my stomach was hungry for food and it grumbled begged for some, interrupting our intimate moment.

"Ok ok, picnic time. We'll continue later." Chuckled Hunter and I embarrassingly got up from him and took the basket - which lay beside us, seemingly watching us.
Upon opening our food, I rummaged through. There was a bottle of the finest wine, an assortment of different cheeses, bread, salami, tomatoes, oranges, crimson strawberries and watermelon.

During this time, Hunter has already laid out a red and white checkered pattern of a blanket onto the grass. He lay down on the blanket on his side petted his hand down, motioning me to sit beside him. I brought the food over laying it neatly out on the blanket and then laying down myself, leaning against Hunter's stomach. He smiled, he liked this position and he began to stroke me hair.

The picnic was beyond perfect, beyond happiness or anything I had ever felt. We relaxed in each others company eating, talking, laughing and getting intimate. I was engrossed in this experience and it felt like I was walking on air, happiest as I could be. The afternoon was beautiful! The sun was always out - shining brightly and warming our bodies. A gentle breeze would occasionally refresh us. The food was beyond delicious and the taste of the mozzarella cheese blended magically with the salami.

However, all I could focus on was Hunter. I was in what seemed like a fantasy. I was utterly absorbed by him, and I longed for him, only him. Nothing else mattered and when he kissed me, it's like the wind, the noise and even time itself had stopped... Was this love..?

End of Picnic
We walked back along the pedestrian market street hand in hand just after we returned the basket to the lovely cafe owner. I still had the stolen bag around his torso - which I hid when we pasted the shop we stole it from. The sky was now a beautiful fiery art piece, blended with light crimson and purple. The sun had set, leaving a beautiful aftermath of fire. The evening would have been perfect, if I didn't meet Isabella Thorn.

"Hunter?!" An excites voice exclaimed.
He turned around, as did I. When he saw her he dropped my hand instantly and ran up to her taking her into a hug. I tried not to think too much about this and just walked up to them. I put on my best fake smile even though my heart began to sting.
"Who's this?" I asked. Hunter let go of the mysterious girl and took my hand again.
"Alexa, this is Isabella, my..."
"Ex" she finished, almost sounding proud... "Anyway, I'm Isabella Thorn."

She has long curly blonde hair that bounced around as she moved. She was about the same height as me and she had freckles on her cheeks. Despite her cute country girl face, she was wearing all leather, looking tough. It did not suit her face.
Another ex... but she seems better than Rachel is what I thought.

She turned to look back at Hunter, before darting her eyes at our holding hands. "So you got another one?!" She laughed in the way a perfect girl would laugh. "I thought you had finally settled for Rachel!"
"Didn't work out with me and her."
He didn't seem to notice that I was hurt... I knew he was a playboy, but I was jealous and I no longer liked this Isabella.

She darted her eyes to me and smiled, her lips almost touching her ears. "You picked and innocent one this time I heard, she looks innocent."
Innocent, what the hell does she mean! I squeezed Hunter's hand.
"Bell, stop." He has a nickname for her too...
"What?! You always loved my honesty. Am I wrong though, an innocent" she leaned in to whisper is his ear "in a mafia is not a good idea."

I could very clearly hear her and she angered me. How dare she assume something when she doesn't know me! "I am not 'innocent'."
"Wait what's your name again?"
"Alexa..." I replied confidently.
"Well Alllexaaa" she prolonged my name. "Prove it! Do something. Anything..." she gestured around with her hands outstretched.
"Sorry what?"
"Commit a crime stupid, do I need to spell it out?"