AN: I own nothing. This is my attempt at a Sark/OC one-shot, written for my friend Rach (InnocentDream). R&R, please.
"You can't resist me any longer."
As soon as the words escaped his lips, I realized how true they were.
"I know because I can't stay away from you any more, either. I am in love with you, Kyra Joelle Abiasi, and nothing will ever change that."
"Stop. I can't see you."
He smiled lightly. "You could if you wanted to."
"I don't, " I said, turning away from his captivating eyes. Please, I thought. Go. Just leave.
He took my face and turned it back, looking disgruntled. "Don't be difficult, Ky."
I huffed. "Stay away from me," I said, slapping away his hand.
"I already told you, I can't."
"Try harder."
He sighed, realizing that there was no possible way he could win. "Are you sure that's what you want?"
"Yes. Leave me alone."
"Really, Ky?"
Those words. They made me madder than hell. He knew that I desperately wanted to be with him. But I had to put my agency first. My country. I nodded.
His head downturned, he spun and trudged away.
The image of him going away, of him leaving me, was too much for me to take. I realized then that I couldn't deny the truth any more. I was in love with him.
"Julian… Julian, wait!"
He whirled.
I ran to his arms and before I knew it, we were kissing. Damn you, I thought.
Damn you, Julian Sark.