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I looked around quickly blocking and avoiding the punches that Nikki and Lila threw at me. Jasmine was knocked out on the floor, and I knew I had no hope of her helping me now. I kept thinking of how this could only end badly; I'd probably lose one of my lives- to my own kind of all people. And who knew what would happen after that because there was no way I was going to Brazil with them.
My back hit a stack of boxes and I figured it was just about over, part of me wishes I hadn't made all those snarky comments- maybe they wouldn't be so pissed at me. I continued to block their unending attack but I was growing tired. Then all of a sudden we all froze, I suddenly felt this paralyzing fear take over me; and looking at the twins I knew they felt it too. We had all heard a lion's roar. Still a second later through the fear, I knew somewhere deep inside me that the person who had made that noise wouldn't hurt me. Deep down, I knew it was my protector. I kicked out at Nikki, my foot striking her in the chest, sending her flying backwards. I turned my attention quickly to Lila, this time pressing her back with my own attack. I heard that same roar one more time and then Nikki hissing as she fought off her own attacker. I grabbed a loose board and swung at Lila's head smacking her squarely across the jaw.
"Night night, kitty." I said and then turned. Nikki was unconscious on the floor blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, and Alek stood in front of me. He was still completely animal; he closed the distance between us with one long stride and pressed his lips to mine. One hand was on the back of my neck and the other was on the small of my back pressing my body against his own. His breath was hot, and his lips pushed hard against mine. I could hardly believe that this was actually happening. I hadn't had time to stop him, and now that I think about I dont think I could have- nor would have wanted to. He was good. But I wanted him to kiss me like that, not the animal that came out when he was mad. I turned my face to the side breaking away from his intoxicating kiss and looked into his slitted eyes. There was something wild and untamed in him now that I have never seen before, I could feel his heart beat wildly in his chest, his claws pricked my skin. I reached my hand up and placed it on his cheek stroking my thumb across his cheek bone. I watched as his eyes returned to normal and his heart beat settled into a normal rhythm. I smiled and stood on my tip toes and kissed him gently, barely touching my lips to his. I pulled away, going back onto the flats of my feet. He followed depening my softness just a little. We stayed that way for a little bit kissing softly and slowly, enjoying each moment. We heard a noise and stopped just staring at each other.
"Chloe!" Jasmine called as she ran through the maze of debris and boxes to find me. "Alek." She said sighing slightly. Alek looked up and nodded at Jasmine. I turned and looked at Jasmine.
"I'm fine, Alek saved me." I explained, noticing he still held me around the waist.
"We should go," Jasmine said moving toward the door. "We need to tell Valentina about this." Both Alek and I nodded and followed her out. We stayed to the rooftops all the way to their penthouse. Jasmine told her mother what had happened up until she had been knocked out, then I had to take over. Of course I had no idea where she had left off, I had been too busy looking at Alek, and trying not to look at Alek.
I looked around at everyone questioningly. "I'm sorry I w-" I started. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Alek smirk. That damn smirk that drove me crazy, in every sense of the word. I focused my eyes as much as I could straight in front of me on Valentina.
"It's okay, I'm sure it all happened so fast. Just tell us what you remember after Jasmine was knocked out." Valentina said. I nodded. Alright, how hard can this be, it just happened, just take your mind off of those incredibly addicting sweet kisses and tell them what happened. Sure cause that's so easy. I was finally able to get words to come out of my mouth and I told Valentina everything except for where Alek had kissed me. I stopped there; I wasn't sure what it meant. Had it just been the animal inside him? Him proving that he really could have me if he wanted. Too bad my life wasn't like a movie. In the movies, kisses always clarified the characters feelings- not me I'm even more confused now.
Valentina said something consoling but I was staring at Alek- again, but he was staring at me too. There was something extra in his eye this time. it wasn't all just that cocky glare, or the fierceness that I saw when he was protecting me, it was soft, loving. I looked down at my boots and examined a scuff. Why did that look scare me? What the hell was wrong with me, I thought I wanted this. I dont know him. Well I know him, the him that trains me that makes stupid sexual comments, but not that side of him. "I should get home, I'm already an hour late." I said getting off the stool I was sitting on at the bar. Valentina started to nod toward Jasmine to walk with me, but Alek spoke up for the first time that night.
"I'll make sure she gets home. It's my turn to watch her anyway." Alek said his eyes locked with mine again. He placed his hand on the small of my back again and led me out. We were quiet on the way down and for about a block away from his house. "You're limping." He pointed out stopping.
"I think I sprained my ankle during the fight." Before I knew what he was doing he had grabbed both my arms and flung me up over his head and onto his back. Sure it wasn't him carrying me in his arms all romantic like, but there were some advantages to this too, and it was like three miles to my house.
"Better?" He asked. I smiled and ducked my head into his neck for a minute, advantage one. I took a deep breath in and then looked back up.
"Yeah, that should help." I said. He started walking his hands holding me up. My thighs were hot where his hands were and I was having trouble thinking, advantage two.
"So, what's your favorite color?" he asked quietly clearing his throat at the end. Even through the dark I could see he was blushing slightly.
"Blue, what's your favorite color?" I asked back whispering it in his ear. He turned his head slightly to look at me.
"Blue." He smirked. "but more the color of your eyes kind of blue." It was my turn to blush. He smiled again and looked back at the street. He kept asking me questions, and I found out more about him in the thirty minute walk home than I had in the three months since my transformation. He wasn't the cocky bastard I'd thought he was. Alright, even when I thought he was a cocky bastard I still liked him, I might as well be honest. We had something, him and me, that was unlike anything I'd ever experienced. It was comfortable, but still put me on pins and needles. We were at my house now and he set me down gently on the porch right outside my door. We stood for awhile staring at each other and at our feet. Just kiss him already, or tell him you like him. Do something you idiot. I thought.
"Chloe-" My head shot up and I'm afraid I had a shamefully big smile on my face. He stopped and smiled back. "About tonight- I- it wasn't-" He shook his head and ran a hand through his hair. Why did he have to do that, it was so cute and shy, it drove me insane. Mostly because I wish it was my hand. Oh right, he's trying to tell me something. I refocused my attention on him.
"Yes?" I asked. He bit his lip and his eyebrows furrowed for a second before he took a step forward and pressed his lips to mine again. Yes! He was kissing me again. It wasn't just a fluke at the wharehouse. I placed one hand on his chest and the other on his neck and leaned into him. His hands were, well, roaming up and down my back; entangling with my hair and pulling me closer to him.
My mom was supposed to be home, and right now I just hoped she wasn't looking out any windows to see if I was on my way in. I didn't want to explain to her why I was practically sticking my tongue down some boy's throat whom she had only met once- in my bed.
I heard the door open and through my mind flashed my worst nightmare, but instead of "Oh my gosh, Chloe Marie King, get inside now!" I heard a slight squeak and Amy saying "Oh, sorry, I'll just go back inside now." She closed the door and went back inside. Alek rested his forehead against my own and we both breathed heavily. His breath was sweet against my skin. My chest heaved. How had I missed Amy's car? It was bright red! Oh well, at least I had someone to tell now.
Alek's hand turned my head up and kissed me once long and hard before taking a step back. "Good night Chloe King." He said walking down the stairs.
"Alek!" I called taking a step towards the stairs. He turned and looked at me expectantly. I had no idea what to say or do, I just didn't want him to leave- of course he wasn't actually leaving he was just going to my roof. He was still waiting. "Good night." I said quietly. He smiled and disappeared into the darkness. I face palmed myself for that stupid last words and went inside. I shut the door behind me and leaned against it for a minute. "Tell me everything!" Amy yelled excitedly. I walked over to the counter where she was pouring me a cup of coffee.
"Is there more of that?" I asked taking a small sip of mine. She looked at me curiously.
"Yes, but slow down, I want to hear all about your night." I smiled and walked over to a cabinet pulling out one of my mom's thermoses and filled it with coffee. I screwed the top on and grabbed one of the pieces of paper from the fridge. I paused for a moment thinking of what to write and then just scrawled, wanted to keep you warm, Chloe. Before taping it to the mug I stopped.
"Amy, do you have that hot red lipstick on you?" She pulled it out of her bag and handed it to me a big smile on her face. I put it on real quick and then puckered up and kissed the paper. Now it was good, just teasing enough to drive him crazy. "I'm going to go put on some pj's, I'll be back." I ran up the stairs and opened the window in my room and left the coffee on the sill. I closed the window, grabbed my pj's and went into the bathroom to change. When I came back out the mug was gone, I smiled and went downstairs. "Hey, Ame, where's my mom?"
"She said that Frank called her last minute asked her to go up to Los Angeles for the weekend. She left money in the cookie jar and told me that if we had anyone over that was not a girl, the bedrooms were off limits."
"I don't think that will be a problem." I said sitting down on the couch next to her.
"Says my best friend who has an incredibly hunky protector sitting on her roof." I blushed and looked down in to my mug. "So tell me! He's your hot protector and now he's your hunky make out in the dark pal?"
"I know Amy, I just can't explain it. It just sort of happened. He was completely mai, and there was something wild about him and he kissed me and then when he was back to himself I kissed him, and he saved me! And then he walked me home, well he carried me home on his back- I sprained my ankle in the fight. And we just talked, and he is so sweet. Yes he can be smart ass who knows he's hot, but there's something different about him that most people don't see-"
"Like his tongue down your throat?" Amy said smiling. I looked at her and shook my head.
"No, there's a softness."
"So, what's going to happen now?" She asked.
"I have no idea. Lot's I hope."
Amy had gone home around 1am and I barely stumbled up to my room. I had just collapsed on my bed when there was a knock on the window. I looked up and saw Alek waiting. I stood up and crossed to the window pushing the window out to admit my late night- well early morning I guess- guest.
"You're cute." He said handing me the coffee mug. "I could, pick you up for school tomorrow?" he said half a question, half telling me.
"That sounds nice." I told him smiling.
"Of course I could spend-" he started.
"Sorry, mom's not home, no boys allowed in my bedroom. Goodnight." I kissed him quickly on the cheek and then went into the bathroom to splash cool water on my face. There was just something about him that made me want more. I really hoped he wasn't still there when I came back out, I was already thinking to hell with my mom's rules, but I wasn't sure I wanted to go there yet. But he wasn't there when I went back out. I lay down on my bed and closed my eyes, I was asleep before my head could even sink down into my feather pillow.
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