Sorry for the long wait – my muse was taking a break from me ;)
Ash set for several seconds, allowing the burning heat from his hands to inter her most private places, while she battled the voices in her head that told her she needed to run away as far as possible.
"I think that I would like to see the many different parts of you, Sir, your eyes show me a depth of kindness beneath those harsh looks. I have never seen any kindness that compares to what you are showing me tonight." Ash looked wistfully into Godric's eyes as she spoke, hoping the vunerable words she spoke came out pure instead of mocking.
"I would love nothing more than for you to see the kindness in me, but I fear that I left that behind hundreds of years ago. I am not much more than a shell now, one that wishes to be able to keep surviving without destroying others."
"I don't know if you are more afraid of loving me or wanting to tear me apart." Ash cocked her head to the side as she felt her heart rate begin to pulse. Why was she allowing this conversation to go on? Any sensible person would be back home in her safe place by now.
"You must stop trying to look at me as if I have these compleletly separate feelings that are waging some kind of war in me. All of the pieces are me, its just which one gains the power that is important." Godric began to lean towards Ash, feeling the warmth of the air that surrounds her as well as the sweet smell that seemed to originate from her pores.
The moment was interrupted by Godric's ringing cell phone. "yes, yes, I'll be there. My child needs me right now, so I will leave you safely at your door. I had a lovely time with you, you are different in a completely lovely way".
Ash sighed as Godric drove away, and tried to beat down the bubbling feelings of immature excitement that comes with meeting a man that you feel a true connection with. Would he call again? Does he even have her number? Of this she was not sure.
