"I'm worried, baby..." I'm whispering as soon as the door closes, eyes
slipping closed as I feel hands on me again, the warmth almost welcome - I
know it doesn't mean anything, but -
At the same time, one will always get something from the physical advances of someone attractive.
Of course, it also helped that I was escaping advances that I certainly didn't want.
He mumbles something about not having to worry, and otherwise brushes the matter aside for now - I, however, am not finished with it. This is, in fact, the perfect oppurtunity to start setting other things in action.
"No, you..." I'm again slowly trying to pry his hands away - even if I was the one who started things this time around, I needed to let this out. "...you have to understand. Someone was tryin' t'get..."
That gets his attention - though I'm not sure if it's my slight shrinking away or the words themselves, but something definitely gets him to stop for a moment.
"Trying to get what, Hailey?" It's obvious that he's not happy about this latest development, if only because he doesn't feel he's done with me yet.
"...tryin' t'get me away from you." My gaze is level, and I sigh softly before moving to press a lingering kiss to his lips - best to elaborate on the point, watch the thought sink in -
Watch the lightening flash in dark eyes. If I'd questioned the danger I was putting myself in with this, that made me aware of just how far I'd got myself in.
"Not going to happen." His tone is matter of fact, and he moves to throw me against the wall - I can tell that he's certainly not in the mood for conversation now, as I'd simply jumped him from the moment he'd opened the door.
Cat and mouse was certainly not on the menu today.
-*-
He doesn't fall asleep right away, luckily, and while I'm left figuratively licking my wounds from another fierce bedroom battle, he's staring at me, brows furrowed slightly.
Thinking. Maybe about what I'd said earlier. Maybe not. I can't get into his head right now - not as easily as I'd found I could get into his pants, at least.
"...you said someone's trying to get you away from me? Who?" There's that look again, a flash of dark determination to keep me to himself for the time being.
Someone apparently does not play well with others. Sharing is a problem.
I frown a little, as if hesitant to say anything on the matter, as if I know that this is going to be harmful to the inner workings of an ambitious friendship.
This - just seems to get him to look at me. Worry.
I didn't know it was possible.
"Hailey..." Fingers move silently through my hair, and brows furrow even more - as if he's even trying to figure out what to make of this sudden gesture of tenderness, "Tell me, and I'll make sure he gets what's coming to him. I..." He pauses again, "I won't let anyone hurt you."
Not until you're ready to, I think to myself.
But I look away from him again, then lock eyes - a tiny shiver plays up my spine, and I let him pull his arms around me. If I belived he could, I'd think he cared.
"It's Ric." That's all I say.
A kiss is pressed to my forehead, and I close my eyes - for now, I'll let myself be vulnerable. Things will work themselves out.
I may just have to stand back and watch, now.
It's all I have to say. All I need to.
The rest...will pan out as it will.
At the same time, one will always get something from the physical advances of someone attractive.
Of course, it also helped that I was escaping advances that I certainly didn't want.
He mumbles something about not having to worry, and otherwise brushes the matter aside for now - I, however, am not finished with it. This is, in fact, the perfect oppurtunity to start setting other things in action.
"No, you..." I'm again slowly trying to pry his hands away - even if I was the one who started things this time around, I needed to let this out. "...you have to understand. Someone was tryin' t'get..."
That gets his attention - though I'm not sure if it's my slight shrinking away or the words themselves, but something definitely gets him to stop for a moment.
"Trying to get what, Hailey?" It's obvious that he's not happy about this latest development, if only because he doesn't feel he's done with me yet.
"...tryin' t'get me away from you." My gaze is level, and I sigh softly before moving to press a lingering kiss to his lips - best to elaborate on the point, watch the thought sink in -
Watch the lightening flash in dark eyes. If I'd questioned the danger I was putting myself in with this, that made me aware of just how far I'd got myself in.
"Not going to happen." His tone is matter of fact, and he moves to throw me against the wall - I can tell that he's certainly not in the mood for conversation now, as I'd simply jumped him from the moment he'd opened the door.
Cat and mouse was certainly not on the menu today.
-*-
He doesn't fall asleep right away, luckily, and while I'm left figuratively licking my wounds from another fierce bedroom battle, he's staring at me, brows furrowed slightly.
Thinking. Maybe about what I'd said earlier. Maybe not. I can't get into his head right now - not as easily as I'd found I could get into his pants, at least.
"...you said someone's trying to get you away from me? Who?" There's that look again, a flash of dark determination to keep me to himself for the time being.
Someone apparently does not play well with others. Sharing is a problem.
I frown a little, as if hesitant to say anything on the matter, as if I know that this is going to be harmful to the inner workings of an ambitious friendship.
This - just seems to get him to look at me. Worry.
I didn't know it was possible.
"Hailey..." Fingers move silently through my hair, and brows furrow even more - as if he's even trying to figure out what to make of this sudden gesture of tenderness, "Tell me, and I'll make sure he gets what's coming to him. I..." He pauses again, "I won't let anyone hurt you."
Not until you're ready to, I think to myself.
But I look away from him again, then lock eyes - a tiny shiver plays up my spine, and I let him pull his arms around me. If I belived he could, I'd think he cared.
"It's Ric." That's all I say.
A kiss is pressed to my forehead, and I close my eyes - for now, I'll let myself be vulnerable. Things will work themselves out.
I may just have to stand back and watch, now.
It's all I have to say. All I need to.
The rest...will pan out as it will.
