12
Anna
I had no idea what the hell was happening, but all of a sudden I was a super hero and a total badass. Until Sam collapsed. All at once the energy seeped out of me. Charlie moaned in the corner, curled up in a ball and holding his head.
“Anna? What’s going on?” He faked being confused but I didn’t give two shits about him. I ran to Sam, sliding to my knees at his side.
“Sam! What’s wrong?!” I ran my hands over him, checking for a pulse. I pulled up his eyelid and checked his pupils.
“Uh . . .” he groaned. His pupils consumed his whole eye. Swirling bits of light shone as if I stared into the deep abyss of a black hole.
If I hadn’t just shot electric beams out of my hand like a freaking X-Men mutant then maybe this would have surprised me more. At this point, Sam was more important than anything.
He said he loved me.
I had been consumed with rage as I filled the air around me with electricity. Years of frustration, hurt, and regret poured out of me in a tangible stream of anger. Soon I stopped controlling it; it began controlling me. Blinding light filled my vision. I felt Charlie hurting and it felt good. I wanted more and more of it.
Only the sound of Sam calling out to me broke through the haze. He was a grounding point in an electrical storm. But it felt as though my power had come from him somehow. I sensed we were connected. I couldn’t explain it, but I knew that my powers had drained him.
“What do I do?” I asked him.
He groaned, his eyes rolling under fluttering lids.
Audrey appeared at his side, licking his face. She barked at me.
“I don’t know what to do,” I told her. Emotion made my voice high and tight.
She barked again and licked his face. “Uh. I’m supposed to lick his face?”
If dogs could roll their eyes I would swear that she just did. She nudged his chin with her nose then lay with her paws on his chest, whining softly.
I slowly leaned closer to Sam, watching Audrey to see if I was understanding correctly. She sat back on her haunches and barked once, seemingly satisfied.
I nuzzled my nose along his sharp jawline and inhaled him. The area where our skin touched heated instantly. I leaned back to find a soft orange glow where I had brushed against him. He sighed. Audrey’s tail wagged happily and she yelped a little bark.
I tried an experiment and lowered my mouth to his. His lips didn’t move as I pressed a soft kiss against them. Instantly, I felt the heat like our earlier kiss but stronger this time. It felt intentional. I lowered him gently onto his back, grabbing a throw pillow to prop his head. I rolled him out of his wet coat and shirt, then stripped out of my own. Our boots and socks went flying after I tugged them off. We were as naked as I could get us.
It occurred to me only then I was stripping Sam and myself in front of a man who had attacked me only moments ago.
“Shit!” I glanced to the corner where Charlie had collapsed to find it empty.
Audrey barked and ran out the still-open front door.
“Wait!” He’d hurt her earlier. I didn’t want her chasing after him, but it was too late. She was out into the night. I could only hope she’d be okay as I focused on making Sam better.
I peeled off all of our clothes and grabbed an afghan from the back of the couch. I laid my entire body on top of his, stacking us up like Legos, then pulled the blanket over us to create a cocoon of safety. I put as much of my naked flesh against his as I could. I was much smaller but we fit like pieces of a puzzle that were created to be together. Had I known this could heal him I would have done this first thing tonight. But climbing onto a naked stranger would have been crazy, no matter how hot he was or how much I had wanted to. And plus, when I’d touched him earlier, there hadn’t been light like this. It was as though our kiss had triggered some connection.
Orange light emanated from every area where we came together. I felt like warm honey was spreading through my whole body. We glowed like a beacon. I could only imagine how we looked from the outside. A bundle on the ground, shooting light through the holes in the blanket like a disco ball and spreading it around the room.
He shuddered underneath me. And the little perv that I am loved the way it felt.
“Sam?” I asked.
It wasn’t enough. He still wasn’t conscious.
I lowered my mouth to his. Were their laws about kissing unconscious men? After all, how many princes did the same thing in Fairy Tales?
Oh well, I’m already doing it.
