thought, he made a beeline, walked in, and bought some smokes and a lighter.
After he got back in the car, he tore open the pack, took one out, but did not light it. Instead, he held it between his lips and flipped the little wheel on the lighter until it made a little chit sound and the flame flickered. He inhaled the scent of tobacco and willed himself to not light the cigarette. Chit… Chit… Chit… He moved the flame closer to the smoke until it almost torched the end. As he toyed with the lighter, he felt powerful…dangerous even…why this feeling was always associated with addiction, he didn’t know. What he did know was that it felt good to feel this powerful, this strong. He thought about how last year when he’d left Chérie and hooked up with Angela, he’d discovered that he’d been keeping something in check around Chérie. He always tried to be tender and caring around her, but his angry outbursts coupled with her shy, delicate nature caused him to repress something primal…something feral…some essential part of his core. Well, she sure wasn’t delicate anymore – she seemed to be surer of herself than he’d ever witnessed. And maybe he had changed too. Chit… Chit… Chit… Damn…this was like playing with the devil. He liked the feeling – like walking an edge…a razor sharp edge…temptation on either side. He rolled down the window and glanced at the clouds forming in the sky. He stared at the water drops starting to sprinkle along the asphalt. Finally, he tossed the lighter on the seat, held the cigarette between his fingers and tore out onto the street.
Chapter 12 – Chérie
When I got back to the house – via buses and lots of walking, mind you – Kayden was lounging on the grass, holding the stem of some plant in his fingers. He always took my breath away. As usual, he looked breathtakingly beautiful, sprawled out and completely relaxed like some wild beast, languorous in the heat of the sun.
“Why didn’t you pick me up?” I started, crossly.
“Hello, to you too, sexy girl. Care to try again?” He patted the grass next to him.
I sighed and plopped on the ground with no grace whatsoever. “Hello, there, beautiful man-like creature. I’m sorry…I just feel like a liar around Cam now.”
“Chère…” Kayden began. He fingered a lock of hair out of my face.
“And you could have picked me up.” I glared at him. “I had to take the bus .”
“I was not asked to do so,” he replied evenly. “Do you think I read your mind?”
I spluttered. “You view me when I have sex with Cam, you pluck thoughts out of my brain when it suits you…yes, and I believe you read my mind when it’s convenient for you to do so.”
Kayden shrugged. “Temper, temper…I was actually otherwise engaged. Natalie wanted to discuss something with me.”
I blew my breath out of my mouth. “What does she want?”
Kayden arched his eyebrows. “ She …as you put it…is quite concerned about the star dreamling stalking your boyfriend.”
“What do you know about it?” I asked eagerly.
“I know a lot about it as do you…only I remember where I came from…you don’t.” He gave me a haughty glare.
“I’m trying, Kayden. I’m getting closer.” I gave him a wan smile.
His face softened, and he leaned closer as if to kiss me. When his lips had nearly reached their mark, he paused, as I knew he would. “Yes, mon amour,” he whispered. “You and I are getting closer all the time.”
It felt like liquid amber was pouring into my mouth from his nearness. My lips and cheeks started to tingle. I closed my eyes. “Oh, God, what you do to me, Kayden.” Then I opened my eyes abruptly and leaned away from his intoxicating flesh. Only, it felt like our lips were held together by some invisible glue that stretched like scrumptious taffy when I moved away, causing the tingling to radiate throughout my face. I closed my eyes and snapped my face to the right causing the connection to
After he got back in the car, he tore open the pack, took one out, but did not light it. Instead, he held it between his lips and flipped the little wheel on the lighter until it made a little chit sound and the flame flickered. He inhaled the scent of tobacco and willed himself to not light the cigarette. Chit… Chit… Chit… He moved the flame closer to the smoke until it almost torched the end. As he toyed with the lighter, he felt powerful…dangerous even…why this feeling was always associated with addiction, he didn’t know. What he did know was that it felt good to feel this powerful, this strong. He thought about how last year when he’d left Chérie and hooked up with Angela, he’d discovered that he’d been keeping something in check around Chérie. He always tried to be tender and caring around her, but his angry outbursts coupled with her shy, delicate nature caused him to repress something primal…something feral…some essential part of his core. Well, she sure wasn’t delicate anymore – she seemed to be surer of herself than he’d ever witnessed. And maybe he had changed too. Chit… Chit… Chit… Damn…this was like playing with the devil. He liked the feeling – like walking an edge…a razor sharp edge…temptation on either side. He rolled down the window and glanced at the clouds forming in the sky. He stared at the water drops starting to sprinkle along the asphalt. Finally, he tossed the lighter on the seat, held the cigarette between his fingers and tore out onto the street.
Chapter 12 – Chérie
When I got back to the house – via buses and lots of walking, mind you – Kayden was lounging on the grass, holding the stem of some plant in his fingers. He always took my breath away. As usual, he looked breathtakingly beautiful, sprawled out and completely relaxed like some wild beast, languorous in the heat of the sun.
“Why didn’t you pick me up?” I started, crossly.
“Hello, to you too, sexy girl. Care to try again?” He patted the grass next to him.
I sighed and plopped on the ground with no grace whatsoever. “Hello, there, beautiful man-like creature. I’m sorry…I just feel like a liar around Cam now.”
“Chère…” Kayden began. He fingered a lock of hair out of my face.
“And you could have picked me up.” I glared at him. “I had to take the bus .”
“I was not asked to do so,” he replied evenly. “Do you think I read your mind?”
I spluttered. “You view me when I have sex with Cam, you pluck thoughts out of my brain when it suits you…yes, and I believe you read my mind when it’s convenient for you to do so.”
Kayden shrugged. “Temper, temper…I was actually otherwise engaged. Natalie wanted to discuss something with me.”
I blew my breath out of my mouth. “What does she want?”
Kayden arched his eyebrows. “ She …as you put it…is quite concerned about the star dreamling stalking your boyfriend.”
“What do you know about it?” I asked eagerly.
“I know a lot about it as do you…only I remember where I came from…you don’t.” He gave me a haughty glare.
“I’m trying, Kayden. I’m getting closer.” I gave him a wan smile.
His face softened, and he leaned closer as if to kiss me. When his lips had nearly reached their mark, he paused, as I knew he would. “Yes, mon amour,” he whispered. “You and I are getting closer all the time.”
It felt like liquid amber was pouring into my mouth from his nearness. My lips and cheeks started to tingle. I closed my eyes. “Oh, God, what you do to me, Kayden.” Then I opened my eyes abruptly and leaned away from his intoxicating flesh. Only, it felt like our lips were held together by some invisible glue that stretched like scrumptious taffy when I moved away, causing the tingling to radiate throughout my face. I closed my eyes and snapped my face to the right causing the connection to
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