Vision of Love by S. Moose Page A

and stomps out of the kitchen to her room. The door slams shut leaving me standing alone wondering how the fuck I’m going to fix this.
    Instinctively I run to her door and rush in. When I walk in the sight before my eyes sends daggers to my heart. She’s on her bed wrapped up in blankets as soft cries come from her tiny body. I sit down on her bed, rubbing her back and wishing I never said that. Her rigid body relaxes and I hear an uneven sigh slipping through her lips.
    “You don’t have to be an asshole you know?” She mutters refusing to look at me.
    “I’m not sure how to be the nice guy.” Karly sits up facing me. She dries her tears and attempts to smile.
    “You do know how. You think you don’t know how so you block people out and keep to yourself. Try and open up to me.” She pauses stroking my hand. “Why’s it so hard to show me who you really are?”
    “It just is. I’m not used to talking about my feelings and feeling vulnerable. I have a lot of shit on my plate and I don’t need to drag anyone down with me.”
    Karly gets up from the bed and walks to me. She’s holding her cell phone and presses a button before wrapping her arms around my neck. The song we danced to the other night plays.
    “Dance with me.” She rests her head against my chest and lets out a sigh. My body instantly relaxes and I feel her heart beating with mine. This girl doesn’t know the hold she has on me already.
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    I stare at the email from Larry.
    Valentine’s Day Gala to help benefit the children’s cancer hospital.
    When: Saturday February 12, 2011
    Time: 6pm-Midnight
    Location: The Terraces of Sir Tyler
    RSVP: January 31, 2011
    All proceeds will go to the hospital. We hope to see you there
    Eyes so beautiful come to mind. This girl is breaking down my walls and putting me in the right direction. Sometimes I wonder if I should give in and make her mine. She wants me. I want her. Although playing it safe is what I’m used to. I don’t need to put my heart on the line again. Yet with her I’m willing to let her in all the way.
    An alert from my computer pops up. It’s been like this all day. I’ve been in three meetings without a break until now. Just ten minutes of peace and quiet before my three-hour meeting.
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    I get out of my car and head inside. Exhausted isn’t the word I’d use for how I’m feeling. It’s almost eleven thirty. All I want is a shower, dinner and bed. When I make it inside, Karly’s on the couch with her nose in her Kindle. Even in pajamas she looks great.
    “Hey,” I say putting down my briefcase and taking off my shoes.
    “Oh hey,” she replies going back to reading. It must be a good book or something.
    “What are you reading?” I ask taking the Kindle out of her hands. The look on her face is priceless. “Wicked Ties?”
    She grabs the Kindle out of my hands in a quick motion. The look of embarrassment and anger splays all over. “You’re so freaking rude!”
    “So what’s the book about?”
    “Nothing.”
    “Sounds like something sexy. Do you have a naughty side Karly?”
    “I…What?” She fumbles over her words and looks everywhere except at me. “I really like the author, Shayla Black, okay? God you’re so freaking nosy. Go away.”
    “Oh baby I’d love to, but now I’m interested how a virgin’s into the kinkiness of sex.” I run my hand along her face, feeling the softness and hearing her soft whimpers. “I’ll ask you one more time. Are you a naughty girl Karly? Do you touch yourself wishing it was someone else?” I whisper against her neck.
    Being close to her is driving me crazy. All I can think about are her lips touching mine again and how she’d feel while I’m inside her. Seeing her beautiful eyes burning into mine makes me weak. She looks so sweet and innocent yet so sexy. What the hell is wrong with me? We’ve known each other for a short period of time and all I can think about is how she’s making me feel and how badly I