Four minutes. Four minutes, one second. Four minutes, two seconds. Fours minutes, three seconds.
It continues, I halt on the street.
Four minutes, twelve seconds. Four minutes, thirteen seconds.
" Who said you could leave witch?" a harsh voice hisses through the alley toward me.
" I'm off my hours Sir, after two twenty everything is extra." The muscles in my left forearm twitch, the vinyl under the cotton of my coat tightens. Four minutes, forty-nine seconds.
"That wasn't part of the deal, you never mentioned anything about off hours." the voice gets closer. Five minutes.
"My mistake. That doesn't change anything. After two twenty, it's extra." I stated again starting to walk away from the voice. My pursuer's pace quickens, a hand grabs my right arm to spin me around.
"I'll pay it." the man standing before me hisses in my ear.He is pushing me back. I put out my free hand to brace myself on the wall. I come in contact with a brick. Five minutes, twenty-seven seconds.
"No you won't," I start to say but his mouth travels to my neck and memories from a mere hour ago flash behind my eyelids.
"And why won't I?" he taunts between kisses. He knows I'll give in, I always do.
" Do you really need that answer?" I stutter, he's kisses travel towards the shell of my ear. He has released my right arm only to guide it around his neck. Six minutes, eight seconds.
The sweat from an ice sickle drips on my shoulder from above, I realize that we are standing under the street light and I can see my breath in the night air. He pulls away from my neck and looks at me.
"Yes." he breathes and my eyes flutter closed. Six minutes, thirty seconds.
" You won't pay because you never do. Never for off hours anyway..." I trail off, my eyes still closed. He has closed what was left of the gap between us and is running his thumb over my bottom lip. I open my eyes and look up at him.
"You never ask me to." he counters gently, his hair falling in his eyes. I push the strands back with my left hand and leave my hand on his cheek.
" You took four minutes and thirteen seconds to call me back tonight. I was almost out of the alley. You scared me." I tell him. His expression changes and he glances to the left. We are standing a yard away from the main street, he never lets me escape this far.
" I thought we were done with these little games." he says blankly, releasing his hold on my waist a little. Eight minutes.
" I enjoy looking like a real couple to much to end them. You know my fantasies." I sneer at him, offended by his tone. His grip tightens. An invisible, secret smile comes to my face.
" Are you going to re-join me inside now?" he asks. I give him a coy look and close my eyes pretending to think. But my expression is changed due to his index finger tracing my jaw line down to my collar bone. He leans closer to me, his lips coming dangerously close to mine. He is tempting me with forbidden fruit. I have never kissed him on the lips, even after hours.
"Hermione?" he whispers. I breathe out gently and find his hand on my waist.
"Yes." I tremble. He pulls away, clasping his hand with mine and beginning to walk towards the door at the end of the alley way.
" I thought so." he announces and I begin to walk with him. Ten minutes...
That was a nice little plot bunny now wasn't it? Should I write another chapter so you all can find out who our mystery man is? It is up to you folks, I implore you to review. Hope you enjoyed it was much as I did, especially since I know who our Hermione is with this whole time. Ta Loves!