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“Fine, you win. I’ll take you into town.”
A smile covers her face and she nods happily. It makes my throat strain. I don’t make people happy. I make people’s lives hard and I make them miserable.
When I come walking down the aisle, both prison guards and inmates lower their heads because they know I could make everything so much worse.
But with Daphne, I just want to make everything better.
Taking my hand down I add, “I smell bad. I got to go take a shower.”
Her eyes flare. “Oh...no, you don’t smell bad at all. You smell nice...” she trails off, now mortified, “I mean...” she turns around, “never mind.”
And then she runs off and I tilt my head to the side, enjoying the sight of her posh ass and I’m tempted to snatch it right back. Hunger hits me harder than before and I abruptly turn around, then walk into my bathroom.
Taking my clothes off, I step into the shower and close my eyes underneath the rays. They whip down on me, over my shoulders and I brush my hair back. The door to my bathroom is open. She could come by if she wanted to, step inside with me and let me put my hands on her.
I’ve yearned for her for years. Dreamt about the day when we would meet again. This isn’t how I had planned things but now it’s too late to take it back. Scooping her up from that alley did things to me. It became obvious how open to danger she is without me, how much she needs her old protector.
Anyone could have walked into that alley and seen her passed out on the cobblestones. Anyone could have taken her. But nobody did because I was hiding there in the shadows. I had been watching her that night at the bar.
The sight of her with her friends made jealousy explode in me. They’ve never done anything to earn her. They don’t really know her and she doesn’t belong with them. She belongs tous. But more importantly she belongs tome.
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Buckling my belt, I decide not to wear a suit jacket and I walk out of the room. The house is silent as always but somehow it doesn’t feel solitary anymore. Not now that she’s here and even though I can’t see her, I can still feel her.
The energy is different now. More shimmery and softer somehow.
Walking over to her room, I knock to see if she’s decent but she doesn’t answer and I open the door. She’s not in there and I feel a pressure in my chest, wondering if she’s hiding from me, trying to avoid my presence unless it’s absolutely necessary.
Flexing my jaw, I call her name and a sense of relief and warmth comes over me when she calls,
“Down here.”
It makes a smile pull at my lips and I am excited. I look forward to spending the night with her but I’ve ensured that we’re going to have privacy, that I’ll still be able to have her all to myself. As I come walking down the staircase, she looks up at me and I almost stagger.
Her whole appearance is to my liking as if she understands exactly what I want. There’s very little makeup on her face, her hair arranged in a low ponytail and she’s wearing a lavender colored dress with a white fur over her shoulders and thigh high black boots. I rub a hand over my face. She’s turning me inside out. Her clothes mold to her body, highlighting what is mine like she’s a little gift on a shelf that only I am allowed to snatch.
She swallows when she sees me, her eyes lingering on my arms and chest before she looks away and takes a deep breath. “Are you ready?”
“It’s still a little early,” I reply, “thought I’d finish up on some work in my office...”
“Please,” she says quickly, eagerly. “And...if it’s still too early then maybe you can take the time to show me the garden?”
The garden. I do want to show it to her. I want it to be to her liking.
Nodding in agreement, I take out the key from my pocket and her eyes flare at the sight of it but she doesn’t say anything. She stays behind me when I open the door and thankfully she doesn’t try to squeeze her way through.
She’s trying to play it safe. Smart. But it’s not going to work.
Clasping my hand around her arm, I bring her out then lock the door again. My gaze goes to hers and her own eyes flare and she’s trembling a little but then she takes a deep breath and stops.
“This is nice,” she murmurs. “Fresh air.” Swallowing she looks down. “Are we going to take your car into town?”
I nod because even though it would be only a short walk, it is safer if we take the car. If we walk we could run into someone and she would probably cause a scene. Not that anyone would believe her. Everyone around here sees me as trustworthy. A model citizen. If she started claiming that I had kidnapped her they would probably think of it as a joke.
We walk down the stone staircase and I make sure she watches her step because there’s frost everywhere and her breath condenses in the air. If I didn’t feel the warmth of her skin underneath my palm, I would have mistaken this for a dream.
Finally she’s on my grounds. In my home. Finally, I have her but it still hasn’t sunk in yet. Maybe because she still hasn’t given in. But she will. She has to.
