Rob pushed her up against the wall, bending his head down and pressing his
lips fully onto her own. Her lips pushed back, filling the kiss; making it
complete. She closed her eyes and lifted her arms, pressing her palm
against the back of his head, pushing up against his chest. Then he
laughed, their kiss continued but she felt his hands tighten around her
waist and his head tilt sideways. Wait a moment, Rob never did that, he
never moving his head sideways.
Her eyes snapped open and she gasped. Gabriel stood over her, she could see his dark hair fall ruthlessly into his face, his jaw move as he kissed her and his eyes closed. Why wasn't she pushing him away, why didn't she make him stop? Because she was enjoying it. She could never remember being kissed like this. Such a strong, sharp kiss which seemed to devour her completely. Rob's kisses were soft and warm, always making her feel loved. Gabriel kissed like he wanted her with an animal passion. His hands roamed over her waist and back, groping at her....no, exploring her. Her heart pounded frantically, surly he could feel her. Her body began to arch towards his, and suddenly they were falling backwards. Gabriel was ontop of her, their legs entwined. Something was digging into her back.... His lips never once left hers, and she heard him utter a low growl of desire.....
"Kaitlyn!"
She was alone, no Gabriel..Not even, Rob. Her quilt had tied her to the bed and dug into her back slightly. A thick, sleepily groan escaped her lips and she struggled frantically with the sheets.
"Kaitlyn!"
Oh yes, someone had been shouting her. Who could that be? She eventually managed to tear herself out of the bed sheets, and tumble onto the floor heavily.
"Kaitlyn are you all right?" the voice called for a third time, and Kait recognized Anna's gentle voice. She had better reply.
"Bleh" she managed to splutter out one syllable, not even sure it had been a word. She heard laughter on the their side of the door, and growled a warning to her friend. Footsteps ensued and she heard Anna potter downstairs.
She had been dreaming...dreaming about Gabriel. Damn, why did she keep doing that? It was the fourth time in a week that she had dreamt of kissing...or more..with Gabriel. She was perfectly happy with Rob, she loved him didn't she? She was certain that he loved here. So why wasn't she happy? Ah ha. She had never actually said that before..even in her head. She had never admitted that she was unhappy with Rob.
"He's my soulmate"
Yes..Thats what you think! She said to herself, and heard her mind reply. She could still feel the hard pressure of Gabriel's lips upon her own, the way his hands wound their way over her body, gripping her tightly, never letting her go. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, but the sensation of his hair brushing over her cheek could not be ignored. She would distract herself then, until she forgot. She struggled into a pair of tight blue jeans and a fitted shirt, leaving several buttons undone. Then she trotted downstairs, hailing Louis on the way.
"You're blocking your thoughts again, why do you keep doing that lately?"
He seemed genuinely concerned, and she looked down to see his hand on her arm. A soft smile crossed her expression, and she shook her head.
"I've been thinking about some stuff...its kinda personal. I'm fine."
Authors note: Okay, I have only read the first book in the series..so if some of the facts are wrong then look over them please if you can. If you can't then e-mail me. This is set after they have escaped Mr Zetes and Joyce. I shall put chapters up as soon as I write them.
Her eyes snapped open and she gasped. Gabriel stood over her, she could see his dark hair fall ruthlessly into his face, his jaw move as he kissed her and his eyes closed. Why wasn't she pushing him away, why didn't she make him stop? Because she was enjoying it. She could never remember being kissed like this. Such a strong, sharp kiss which seemed to devour her completely. Rob's kisses were soft and warm, always making her feel loved. Gabriel kissed like he wanted her with an animal passion. His hands roamed over her waist and back, groping at her....no, exploring her. Her heart pounded frantically, surly he could feel her. Her body began to arch towards his, and suddenly they were falling backwards. Gabriel was ontop of her, their legs entwined. Something was digging into her back.... His lips never once left hers, and she heard him utter a low growl of desire.....
"Kaitlyn!"
She was alone, no Gabriel..Not even, Rob. Her quilt had tied her to the bed and dug into her back slightly. A thick, sleepily groan escaped her lips and she struggled frantically with the sheets.
"Kaitlyn!"
Oh yes, someone had been shouting her. Who could that be? She eventually managed to tear herself out of the bed sheets, and tumble onto the floor heavily.
"Kaitlyn are you all right?" the voice called for a third time, and Kait recognized Anna's gentle voice. She had better reply.
"Bleh" she managed to splutter out one syllable, not even sure it had been a word. She heard laughter on the their side of the door, and growled a warning to her friend. Footsteps ensued and she heard Anna potter downstairs.
She had been dreaming...dreaming about Gabriel. Damn, why did she keep doing that? It was the fourth time in a week that she had dreamt of kissing...or more..with Gabriel. She was perfectly happy with Rob, she loved him didn't she? She was certain that he loved here. So why wasn't she happy? Ah ha. She had never actually said that before..even in her head. She had never admitted that she was unhappy with Rob.
"He's my soulmate"
Yes..Thats what you think! She said to herself, and heard her mind reply. She could still feel the hard pressure of Gabriel's lips upon her own, the way his hands wound their way over her body, gripping her tightly, never letting her go. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, but the sensation of his hair brushing over her cheek could not be ignored. She would distract herself then, until she forgot. She struggled into a pair of tight blue jeans and a fitted shirt, leaving several buttons undone. Then she trotted downstairs, hailing Louis on the way.
"You're blocking your thoughts again, why do you keep doing that lately?"
He seemed genuinely concerned, and she looked down to see his hand on her arm. A soft smile crossed her expression, and she shook her head.
"I've been thinking about some stuff...its kinda personal. I'm fine."
Authors note: Okay, I have only read the first book in the series..so if some of the facts are wrong then look over them please if you can. If you can't then e-mail me. This is set after they have escaped Mr Zetes and Joyce. I shall put chapters up as soon as I write them.