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”I don’t believe in coincidences, slim,” he replies. ”I’ve had my eye on you for a while.”
”Since when?” I stammer.
”Roughly two months back,” he replies and I gawk. ”The first time I saw you was in court. You were on jury duty.”
My jaw drops. Iwason jury duty. But I don’t remember seeing Hendryk. His confession shocks me. Mostly because I never thought Hendryk would do something like this…and for two months? I’ve been under surveillance for weeks, walked down streets with him behind me, taken the train not knowing he was there with me…It feels as if this whole time I’ve been inside a riddle and Hendryk was the answer.
”You never noticed me,” he says with a nostalgic smile, ”but I definitely noticed you. I couldn’t stop looking. I messed up my job that day. All I could keep drawing was this face.”
Reaching out, he skims his knuckles down my cheek. I flinch. I’m not sure how I feel about this. All this time, I thought I was the one watching him when in reality he’d beaten me to it.
And I never felt him, never had the slightest suspicion I was being watched. Tightening the sheet around me, I back. ”Who even are you?” I whisper.
*****
Hendryk
”You know who I am,” I frown. ”I’m yours.” I prowl closer but she clutches the sheet to her and backs. Running a hand down my heart, I rasp, ”This is yours.” I cup myself on top of my pants, adding, ”And this is yours.”
”I thought you were one of the good guys.”
”I am good. I was patient, patiently waiting for you to come to me instead of pressuring you.”
Her blinking slows down and I want her so much, I’d be willing to kill anyone who lays a hand on her. Anyone who has the audacity to think they can take her from me.
And I know she wants me, because she has proven it. She watched me, she hunted me down like a huntress. I never thought I’d like being overpowered by a woman but she had me moaning like a little bitch in no time.
She can do anything to me, carve symbols on my skin with a knife just for the fun of it, steal money from my bank account… and I’d still only think of the sun shining out of her eyes.
Ella-Ashley moves backward, into the kitchen and she circles the kitchen island. Her walk is stilted, her hips stiff as if they didn’t undulate in waves against mine just seconds ago. Her sheet drags along the floor, and she lets out a squeak when she accidentally steps on it and almost stumbles.
Frowning, I ask, ”Why do you keen backing?”
”Because you keep following me,” she pants, and I stop in my tracks.
The tip of her tongue dampens her lips. She turns around to look at the door and my eyes go to the pale, red marks she has on her lower back from when I fucked her up against the brick wall yesterday. Those marks were put there by me, to mark what belongs to me and I reach out stroking them with my fingertips.
Gasping, she whirls around, staring at me and I frown.
”You like it when I touch you there.” Her lower back is ultra sensitive, just like the back of her knees. She likes it when I tickle her with a feather there.”Don’t you want me close?”
Her eyes widen, before she pants. ”Yes…I don’t know…yes.”
”You don’t know?” My fists clench. ”Haven’t I been good to you? You came to me. You walked into my lair all on your own.”
”That’s before I knew you’re a stalker,” she says, her cheeks turning red. ”We both are.”
”We’re not stalkers,” I snort, shaking my head because she got it all wrong. ”I’ve seen those people in court, and we’re nothing like them. We’re just infatuated. Two people in love.”
Ella-Ashley swallows, and her hand fists the sheets harder. ”You have to admit that what we’ve done isn’t normal.”
”It’s perfectly normal. This is part of a healthy relationship,” I explain. ”There’s no love if you can’t tear your eyes off one another.”
And that day in the park, I didn’t plan on meeting her. I’d planned on a smoother entrance, something more effective, something memorable. But she was struggling and in the corner of my eye, I saw another man trying to run to her rescue. I couldn’t let him help her, so I shoved him out the way and made sure to get to her first. As soon as she noticed me, I realized it was over.
We were meant to be. And nothing was going to keep us apart. I brim with need, restlessness, hunger…and I’ll claw my own eyes out if she ever decides I’ve had enough.
I’ll cut off my air supply completely if Ella-Ashley ever leaves me. Now that I’ve had her, I can’t imagine a day without her. There’s nothing about her that I don’t love…but her determination to make me hers, her grit, her gutsiness is what gets me the most.
