Chapter 17 (A/N: I'm sorry! I swear to make my Ch.'s longer!)
"Alright, does anybody know who that woman is?" Serena asked with her arms crossed. By that time, Stanton was pacing across the room, Cassandra was sitting up on the couch with Yvonne, Kelly, and Tymmie. Karyl and Murray were leaning against the wall. Tianna was staring at space, her lips tucked into her mouth; Vanessa had taken out her hair tie; and Catty and Chris sitting together on the love seat, leaning against each other.
"No clue, except for a small twinge of familiarity." Cassandra said shaking her head. "By the way, are you alright?" Vanessa asked, brushing her hair with her fingers. Cassandra nodded. "So, does anybody know why the Atrox got so pissed off?" Catty questioned. "No. But I might have a hunch. Though since I can't say for sure, I'm afraid I can't tell you." Maggie said.
"Pop quiz, just which side is this going to deal with?" Tianna said. Maggie turned to face everybody. "I'm guessing the dark AND the light." Cassandra stood up. "Look, I'm sure we can make sense out of all of this in the morning. We were all going to spend the night. Do you want to?" She said to the Daughters. After about five minutes, they finally gave in. It was almost one in the morning by the time they were all sleeping.
The girls would sleep in the bedroom, and all the guys in the living room. Chris took the recliner, Karyl the love seat, Murray the large floor cushions and the afghan, and his royal highness on the couch. He couldn't get to sleep though. He knew that things wouldn't be entirely explained in the morning so why even bother? He was just about to change into shadow when he felt someone on the couch with him.
He opened his eyes, then hesitated before smiling at his visitor. "I gather you couldn't sleep?" She shook her head. "Not much. You?" Stanton shrugged, then sat up. On instinct, he stroked her hair. "Stanton?" "Hmm?" He sighed, somehow lost in her scent. "Could you tell me what that woman looked like?" The young goddess asked. He sat up, propped his pillows, then leaned back so he could get comfortable first.
Surprisingly, she leaned against his chest, and put her arm around him. But he welcomed it by putting both his arms around her. "Are you sure you want to know? I mean–'' She put her fingers against his lips. He nibbled on them gently, finding a liking to her taste. "Tell me." She said. He leaned back, and told.
'Do you want me to be honest?' He questioned. She nodded eagerly, and snuggled closer. "Well...she...she looked..." Frustrated with himself for not being able to find the right words to say to her, he sent her a mental image. Her eyes widened. "She's beautiful. Like a goddess." He looked down. "She's not nearly as much a goddess as you are Serena." She smiled happily at her lover, and her arms circled his neck tighter.
"Stanton, do you think that maybe she caused your need this morning? And that just maybe she was trying to warn you of something?" He tilted his head. "It's a possibility." "Hmm..." She said passively. A slight burning came into his heart. He looked down. Her hand was slowly moving across his chest. The need returned to him. She was so trusting. He wouldn't doom her again. And besides, there were other people in the room. He grabbed her hand, desperately trying to put a stop to her erotic gestures.
She held his hand, and clasped it to her heart. He could hear it beat behind the back of his hand. In her eyes, he saw her fiery desire. He let go of her hand, and put his arms around her once more. She put her hands on his chest again and she leaned closer to him. "Serena..." Before he could warn her, she kissed him. Their bodies pressed so close, they merged together. He stretched out, surrendering to her kiss.
Just then, a loud 'ahem' broke their hold. They looked to the source, finding a poorly hidden grin on Karyl's face. Serena looked back up at Stanton and frowned. "Well, we're just gonna have to start selling tickets and charging for this aren't we?" Karyl and Stanton broke into a quiet laughter. "I really wasn't spying, I just woke up. Sorry."Serena sighed, then pulled away.
She quickly kissed his cheek, then walked to the bedroom, and once more said, I love you. Stanton looked at Karyl, and shook his head. Karyl shrugged, and said, "It beats the alternative." Stanton groaned, but Karyl wasn't done. He grinned. "You two are probably the best couple on this planet." Stanton raised a disbelieving brow.
"You are. You two understand each other more than anyone I've ever seen, you love each other, and you wouldn't hesitate for a second to risk or sacrifice your lives to save each other. You are definitely meant to be!" Without another word, Karyl settled down again, and covered himself up. Stanton shook his head. He laid back down, and fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
(A/N: How about that? Long enough?)
"Alright, does anybody know who that woman is?" Serena asked with her arms crossed. By that time, Stanton was pacing across the room, Cassandra was sitting up on the couch with Yvonne, Kelly, and Tymmie. Karyl and Murray were leaning against the wall. Tianna was staring at space, her lips tucked into her mouth; Vanessa had taken out her hair tie; and Catty and Chris sitting together on the love seat, leaning against each other.
"No clue, except for a small twinge of familiarity." Cassandra said shaking her head. "By the way, are you alright?" Vanessa asked, brushing her hair with her fingers. Cassandra nodded. "So, does anybody know why the Atrox got so pissed off?" Catty questioned. "No. But I might have a hunch. Though since I can't say for sure, I'm afraid I can't tell you." Maggie said.
"Pop quiz, just which side is this going to deal with?" Tianna said. Maggie turned to face everybody. "I'm guessing the dark AND the light." Cassandra stood up. "Look, I'm sure we can make sense out of all of this in the morning. We were all going to spend the night. Do you want to?" She said to the Daughters. After about five minutes, they finally gave in. It was almost one in the morning by the time they were all sleeping.
The girls would sleep in the bedroom, and all the guys in the living room. Chris took the recliner, Karyl the love seat, Murray the large floor cushions and the afghan, and his royal highness on the couch. He couldn't get to sleep though. He knew that things wouldn't be entirely explained in the morning so why even bother? He was just about to change into shadow when he felt someone on the couch with him.
He opened his eyes, then hesitated before smiling at his visitor. "I gather you couldn't sleep?" She shook her head. "Not much. You?" Stanton shrugged, then sat up. On instinct, he stroked her hair. "Stanton?" "Hmm?" He sighed, somehow lost in her scent. "Could you tell me what that woman looked like?" The young goddess asked. He sat up, propped his pillows, then leaned back so he could get comfortable first.
Surprisingly, she leaned against his chest, and put her arm around him. But he welcomed it by putting both his arms around her. "Are you sure you want to know? I mean–'' She put her fingers against his lips. He nibbled on them gently, finding a liking to her taste. "Tell me." She said. He leaned back, and told.
'Do you want me to be honest?' He questioned. She nodded eagerly, and snuggled closer. "Well...she...she looked..." Frustrated with himself for not being able to find the right words to say to her, he sent her a mental image. Her eyes widened. "She's beautiful. Like a goddess." He looked down. "She's not nearly as much a goddess as you are Serena." She smiled happily at her lover, and her arms circled his neck tighter.
"Stanton, do you think that maybe she caused your need this morning? And that just maybe she was trying to warn you of something?" He tilted his head. "It's a possibility." "Hmm..." She said passively. A slight burning came into his heart. He looked down. Her hand was slowly moving across his chest. The need returned to him. She was so trusting. He wouldn't doom her again. And besides, there were other people in the room. He grabbed her hand, desperately trying to put a stop to her erotic gestures.
She held his hand, and clasped it to her heart. He could hear it beat behind the back of his hand. In her eyes, he saw her fiery desire. He let go of her hand, and put his arms around her once more. She put her hands on his chest again and she leaned closer to him. "Serena..." Before he could warn her, she kissed him. Their bodies pressed so close, they merged together. He stretched out, surrendering to her kiss.
Just then, a loud 'ahem' broke their hold. They looked to the source, finding a poorly hidden grin on Karyl's face. Serena looked back up at Stanton and frowned. "Well, we're just gonna have to start selling tickets and charging for this aren't we?" Karyl and Stanton broke into a quiet laughter. "I really wasn't spying, I just woke up. Sorry."Serena sighed, then pulled away.
She quickly kissed his cheek, then walked to the bedroom, and once more said, I love you. Stanton looked at Karyl, and shook his head. Karyl shrugged, and said, "It beats the alternative." Stanton groaned, but Karyl wasn't done. He grinned. "You two are probably the best couple on this planet." Stanton raised a disbelieving brow.
"You are. You two understand each other more than anyone I've ever seen, you love each other, and you wouldn't hesitate for a second to risk or sacrifice your lives to save each other. You are definitely meant to be!" Without another word, Karyl settled down again, and covered himself up. Stanton shook his head. He laid back down, and fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
(A/N: How about that? Long enough?)