lickable.”
Just how long had this dark angel been watching me?
Chapter Thirteen
Two snakes slithered their way over to me. I was on a white sand beach. The soft ripple of the crystal clear water was background music. My legs were stuck and I couldn’t move. The terror slammed through my body in convulsions. I had to get away. I tried to scream, but no noise escaped from my lips. They were going to kill me.
The illusion of the nightmare disappeared and I was being held fiercely to the dark angel of my dreams. The room was still dark, so it must have been the wee hours of the morning. His lips barely whispered in my ear.
“Shhhh…someone is in your house. We have to leave.”
The panic in my eyes must have alarmed him because Alexander leaned into my ear again and murmured, “Don’t worry. I will never let anything happen to you.” Passion filled words laced with a fervor that was hard to disregard.
Maybe I could trust him.
My feet hit the floor and I looked to him for guidance. I grabbed my bag from the bathroom. As I began to anticipate what to do next, he came back into the room.
“They left, but your house is on fire.”
The two legs holding me up became wobbly at that point. I started to swerve, but of course, Alexander caught me.
His words penetrated my world again with such determination, “The fire is being put out by some of our people right now.” A vibration sound went off from his pocket. He was already dressed in jeans and a brown t-shirt.
“Yes.” Rough patience echoed through his voice.
“She’s with me, but we’re leaving now. They’ve found us. It’s not safe for her.” My ears picked up on mumblings that came from the other end of the call. I could tell it was a male voice, but nothing else was discernible to me.
Alexander’s strong words reverberated through the phone again,” I’ll be in touch.”
His eyes found mine and spoke softly. It was a contradiction to his earlier tone on the phone.
“I’m taking you somewhere safe. I’ll stay with you.”
Reality started to cloud my thoughts. “What about my job? What about my life? I can’t just run off with you to hide. Shouldn’t we call the police?”
Hard, masculine fingers wrapped themselves around my waist and pulled me closer to the heat that seared off of his body. Then words came.
“There are things we still have not spoken about. Things you still need to know. One of those things is that I am here to protect you. You have to trust that what I say is in your best interest.”
Blindly trust him. Really?
“How do I know that you aren’t trying to hurt me?” Frightened words escaped from my mouth. Trust was not something I gave lightly. Although, everything in my senses screamed that Alexander was right.
Warm hands now lifted to grasp my face.
“Not only can you trust me, but I won’t allow anything to hurt you. Ever.”
Something in me knew he was telling the truth. I could feel it in his very being.
“I’ll come with you, but you have to tell me what the hell is going on! For instance, why would people burn down my house?” I was starting to trust him, but there was no way I would let him know that yet.
After we both had our bags, he guided us into the garage. Once there, I was hoisted up into a larger than life man vehicle. It appeared to be some kind of cross between an all terrain vehicle and a truck. The color was a sleek charcoal. I threw my bag down at my feet. My short legs left plenty of room for the bags. Alexander leaned over to buckle me in. His scent assaulted me on so many levels and then I felt him inhale me like I was his favorite dessert.
Soft words in my ear, “Are you okay? You’re going to see what looks like a catastrophe at your house when we pull out. Know that our people are going to pull out your stuff and take care of everything. Don’t worry. It might be better if you don’t look.” His lips brushed my cheek and then we pulled out.
I
Just how long had this dark angel been watching me?
Chapter Thirteen
Two snakes slithered their way over to me. I was on a white sand beach. The soft ripple of the crystal clear water was background music. My legs were stuck and I couldn’t move. The terror slammed through my body in convulsions. I had to get away. I tried to scream, but no noise escaped from my lips. They were going to kill me.
The illusion of the nightmare disappeared and I was being held fiercely to the dark angel of my dreams. The room was still dark, so it must have been the wee hours of the morning. His lips barely whispered in my ear.
“Shhhh…someone is in your house. We have to leave.”
The panic in my eyes must have alarmed him because Alexander leaned into my ear again and murmured, “Don’t worry. I will never let anything happen to you.” Passion filled words laced with a fervor that was hard to disregard.
Maybe I could trust him.
My feet hit the floor and I looked to him for guidance. I grabbed my bag from the bathroom. As I began to anticipate what to do next, he came back into the room.
“They left, but your house is on fire.”
The two legs holding me up became wobbly at that point. I started to swerve, but of course, Alexander caught me.
His words penetrated my world again with such determination, “The fire is being put out by some of our people right now.” A vibration sound went off from his pocket. He was already dressed in jeans and a brown t-shirt.
“Yes.” Rough patience echoed through his voice.
“She’s with me, but we’re leaving now. They’ve found us. It’s not safe for her.” My ears picked up on mumblings that came from the other end of the call. I could tell it was a male voice, but nothing else was discernible to me.
Alexander’s strong words reverberated through the phone again,” I’ll be in touch.”
His eyes found mine and spoke softly. It was a contradiction to his earlier tone on the phone.
“I’m taking you somewhere safe. I’ll stay with you.”
Reality started to cloud my thoughts. “What about my job? What about my life? I can’t just run off with you to hide. Shouldn’t we call the police?”
Hard, masculine fingers wrapped themselves around my waist and pulled me closer to the heat that seared off of his body. Then words came.
“There are things we still have not spoken about. Things you still need to know. One of those things is that I am here to protect you. You have to trust that what I say is in your best interest.”
Blindly trust him. Really?
“How do I know that you aren’t trying to hurt me?” Frightened words escaped from my mouth. Trust was not something I gave lightly. Although, everything in my senses screamed that Alexander was right.
Warm hands now lifted to grasp my face.
“Not only can you trust me, but I won’t allow anything to hurt you. Ever.”
Something in me knew he was telling the truth. I could feel it in his very being.
“I’ll come with you, but you have to tell me what the hell is going on! For instance, why would people burn down my house?” I was starting to trust him, but there was no way I would let him know that yet.
After we both had our bags, he guided us into the garage. Once there, I was hoisted up into a larger than life man vehicle. It appeared to be some kind of cross between an all terrain vehicle and a truck. The color was a sleek charcoal. I threw my bag down at my feet. My short legs left plenty of room for the bags. Alexander leaned over to buckle me in. His scent assaulted me on so many levels and then I felt him inhale me like I was his favorite dessert.
Soft words in my ear, “Are you okay? You’re going to see what looks like a catastrophe at your house when we pull out. Know that our people are going to pull out your stuff and take care of everything. Don’t worry. It might be better if you don’t look.” His lips brushed my cheek and then we pulled out.
I
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