expressions so quickly that I almost burst out laughing in spite of the weirdness I just witnessed. Anger, frustration, guilt… then finally resignation and grudging amusement. When he spoke again, his harsh voice was smooth with the sexy Irish lilt again. “Mica, darlin’, I don’t know what to do with you. You’re making me crazy!”
I wriggled my hand, mumbling, “Yeah, well, if you’re not going to set me on fire, could I have my wrist back? I think I sprained it.”
The faraway growl of thunder woke me out of a heavy sleep. Groggy, I looked at the clock. It was 4:00 in the afternoon. I’d been sleeping for probably 12 hours. My stomach growled in protest. Yeah, yeah, you’re hungry; stop nagging. I got up to let Domino out, but she wasn’t there. Wandering to the bathroom, I called her. Nope, she’s not in here. Where was she? I threw on some shorts and started for the door when I saw a note from Sean. Aw, he was so sweet. He didn’t want Domino to wake me up today so he took her with him. He had to work but would bring her back tonight. Perfect! I wasn’t done grilling him just yet. I was in the opening stages of my interrogation when I fell asleep last night. I had more questions for my mystery man.
I was about to go to the house for some food when the rain started coming down in sheets. It sounded like a hurricane out there. Lightning flashed through the window, and the thunder was deafening. The light flickered but stayed on. I groaned out loud. I’m starving to death in here, and as I’m made of sugar, I can’t risk the rain. I settled for a granola bar and an apple. The mini-fridge was almost empty. I had some fruit and a couple of bottles of water left. My phone buzzed. It was Janet asking if I was okay over here. Yes, I said. I’m fine. I have enough food to last a little while. She laughed at me and told me to stay inside because it was going to be really bad tonight. She didn’t want me trying to drive in the storm. I promised her I’d stay in. Now I was worried about Domino. It was getting worse outside, and I was getting lonely. I sent a text to Sean and put on some Pink Floyd.
Journal Entry: 26 Jun
What to do about Sean? He’s amazing. He’s gentle and strong. He’s soft and hard. He’s protective, and he’s dangerous. He’s scaring me to death, but I can’t stay away. He brings light into my heart. My body’s on fire every time I’m near him. I can’t even imagine what being naked with him would be like. His body is ridiculous! I want to do things with him that I’m pretty sure aren’t even legal. I’m falling more in love with him and it should scare me… but it doesn’t.
A flash lit up the window outside just as someone pounded on the door. Expecting to see Sean, I yanked it open. My face fell like a rock. Oh, yay ! What was he doing here? Without a word, Killian rudely pushed past me into the apartment. He carefully put Domino down. She shook herself off and pranced over to give me some love.
“Why are you here? Where’s Sean? Is he okay?”
He didn’t bother to answer my questions. Instead, he surveyed the room like he was planning to stay. He made a circuit from one end to the other, taking time to look at the pictures on the wall, the flowers in the little pottery cup, and the jewelry box my mother gave me. He actually smiled a little when he touched the tiny Dalmatian. Domino rubbed against him like a cat, and he gave her a strangely gentle pat on the head.
Before I could protest, he picked up my journal, glanced at the last page, and shook his head. “You have absolutely no sense of self-preservation. Your instincts are right , Mica! Why don’t you trust them? You should be scared. What you’re thinking is dangerous and to others besides you and Sean.”
I flew at him, trying to grab the journal. “Give me that, you animal! You have no right coming in here!”
Easily sidestepping me, he tossed the little book onto the bed with a cold
I wriggled my hand, mumbling, “Yeah, well, if you’re not going to set me on fire, could I have my wrist back? I think I sprained it.”
The faraway growl of thunder woke me out of a heavy sleep. Groggy, I looked at the clock. It was 4:00 in the afternoon. I’d been sleeping for probably 12 hours. My stomach growled in protest. Yeah, yeah, you’re hungry; stop nagging. I got up to let Domino out, but she wasn’t there. Wandering to the bathroom, I called her. Nope, she’s not in here. Where was she? I threw on some shorts and started for the door when I saw a note from Sean. Aw, he was so sweet. He didn’t want Domino to wake me up today so he took her with him. He had to work but would bring her back tonight. Perfect! I wasn’t done grilling him just yet. I was in the opening stages of my interrogation when I fell asleep last night. I had more questions for my mystery man.
I was about to go to the house for some food when the rain started coming down in sheets. It sounded like a hurricane out there. Lightning flashed through the window, and the thunder was deafening. The light flickered but stayed on. I groaned out loud. I’m starving to death in here, and as I’m made of sugar, I can’t risk the rain. I settled for a granola bar and an apple. The mini-fridge was almost empty. I had some fruit and a couple of bottles of water left. My phone buzzed. It was Janet asking if I was okay over here. Yes, I said. I’m fine. I have enough food to last a little while. She laughed at me and told me to stay inside because it was going to be really bad tonight. She didn’t want me trying to drive in the storm. I promised her I’d stay in. Now I was worried about Domino. It was getting worse outside, and I was getting lonely. I sent a text to Sean and put on some Pink Floyd.
Journal Entry: 26 Jun
What to do about Sean? He’s amazing. He’s gentle and strong. He’s soft and hard. He’s protective, and he’s dangerous. He’s scaring me to death, but I can’t stay away. He brings light into my heart. My body’s on fire every time I’m near him. I can’t even imagine what being naked with him would be like. His body is ridiculous! I want to do things with him that I’m pretty sure aren’t even legal. I’m falling more in love with him and it should scare me… but it doesn’t.
A flash lit up the window outside just as someone pounded on the door. Expecting to see Sean, I yanked it open. My face fell like a rock. Oh, yay ! What was he doing here? Without a word, Killian rudely pushed past me into the apartment. He carefully put Domino down. She shook herself off and pranced over to give me some love.
“Why are you here? Where’s Sean? Is he okay?”
He didn’t bother to answer my questions. Instead, he surveyed the room like he was planning to stay. He made a circuit from one end to the other, taking time to look at the pictures on the wall, the flowers in the little pottery cup, and the jewelry box my mother gave me. He actually smiled a little when he touched the tiny Dalmatian. Domino rubbed against him like a cat, and he gave her a strangely gentle pat on the head.
Before I could protest, he picked up my journal, glanced at the last page, and shook his head. “You have absolutely no sense of self-preservation. Your instincts are right , Mica! Why don’t you trust them? You should be scared. What you’re thinking is dangerous and to others besides you and Sean.”
I flew at him, trying to grab the journal. “Give me that, you animal! You have no right coming in here!”
Easily sidestepping me, he tossed the little book onto the bed with a cold
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