Over the next few weeks, Christine had put it upon herself to do some
research. Perhaps there was something in all the books written about Middle
Earth that had something to do with transporting anyone from one place to
another with a spell or otherwise.
"Anything yet?" The Elf prince asked her softly.
Christine sighed as she flipped through yet another book. "No, nothing yet. There is magic in these books, but it has nothing to do with what we are looking for."
Carefully, she set the book down next to the others that hadn't gotten her anywhere. The pile was getting larger and larger by the day. Things didn't look good for Legolas and he knew it. However, It didn't bother Legolas as much as it should have.
Christine yawned and stretched. "It's getting late. Time for bed." she said, gesturing at her watch, which read that it was nearly one o'clock in the morning.
I would love to take you to bed. Legolas thought, then scolded himself. Don't think such things! stay focused on getting home!
Perhaps if her body wasn't so alluring that would be easy to do. Legolas watched her waist length hair as she ascended the stairs. It shone brilliantly, he thought, in the moonlight that poured through the windows. Her hips swayed ever so slightly, as if beckoning him to follow her. Unable to help himself, he did.
Christine felt the Elf's eyes watching her from behind. Oh, how it made her want him even more. Silently, she cursed the fact that they had come from two different places and didn't have a future together. But at least they would have a great friendship in the meantime. Already they had learned alot about one another. Legolas had shared lots of stories of his homeland with her while she not only told him stories about hers, but showed him it aswell.
The unfortunate thing was, she was finding herself falling in love with Legolas. No matter what she had told herself, it had happened anyway. She just wished that when he did leave, her heart would heal fast.
This is how it always is. She thought bitterly, I get interested in a guy, then he decides to tell me that we can't be together.
Feelings of bitterness and sadness rose up inside of her causing tears to sting her eyes. This wasn't fair. Why did her heart always have to be broken? Why did it never happen to anyone else she knew?
At that moment, she thought of her best friend, Amanda, who had just recently gotten married to her boyfriend of three years. The wedding had been spectacular and wonderful. Christine remembered just how much love had filled the room when her friend had walked down the isle.
Envy filled her now. Oh, how she prayed that one day she would be so lucky. Nothing had happened yet, and it wasn't doing anything for her already low self-esteem when it came to trying to find a mate.
Legolas finished readying himself for bed. Oh, how hard it was to lie so close to her but not touch her. His eyes met hers for a long moment and they connected as if they had had the same thought. That's when Legolas noticed what she had put on for bed. He nearly groaned out loud. it was a long, black t-shirt that reached about mid-thigh on her. Legolas hoped she was wearing shorts underneath otherwise he would not be able to restrain himself from taking her where she stood.
It was almost as though she had delibrately set out to seduce him. If she had, Legolas knew full well he would be powerless.
Christine watched the hungry stare Legolas was giving her. He wanted her as badly as she wanted him.
What if we did make love tonight? would it really be such a bad idea? At that moment, her body was telling her no, it wouldn't be. Her mind on the other hand was still screaming at her to behave.
you know yourself, miss! it'll break your heart! don't give in to your hormones! it'll cause heartache in the end.
But at the same time, she feared she would die if she didn't. Never had she felt an attraction so strong to someone. What if this was the only time she would never feel something like this? Shouldn't she grasp it and enjoy it?
But what about Legolas's feelings? have you thought about them?
Christine glanced in the Elf's direction. He looked as though he was waging the same internal battle as she was. Briefly, she wondered just what conclusion he had reached, if he had at all.
Just then, Legolas approached her, took her into his arms, and crushed his mouth against hers...
"Anything yet?" The Elf prince asked her softly.
Christine sighed as she flipped through yet another book. "No, nothing yet. There is magic in these books, but it has nothing to do with what we are looking for."
Carefully, she set the book down next to the others that hadn't gotten her anywhere. The pile was getting larger and larger by the day. Things didn't look good for Legolas and he knew it. However, It didn't bother Legolas as much as it should have.
Christine yawned and stretched. "It's getting late. Time for bed." she said, gesturing at her watch, which read that it was nearly one o'clock in the morning.
I would love to take you to bed. Legolas thought, then scolded himself. Don't think such things! stay focused on getting home!
Perhaps if her body wasn't so alluring that would be easy to do. Legolas watched her waist length hair as she ascended the stairs. It shone brilliantly, he thought, in the moonlight that poured through the windows. Her hips swayed ever so slightly, as if beckoning him to follow her. Unable to help himself, he did.
Christine felt the Elf's eyes watching her from behind. Oh, how it made her want him even more. Silently, she cursed the fact that they had come from two different places and didn't have a future together. But at least they would have a great friendship in the meantime. Already they had learned alot about one another. Legolas had shared lots of stories of his homeland with her while she not only told him stories about hers, but showed him it aswell.
The unfortunate thing was, she was finding herself falling in love with Legolas. No matter what she had told herself, it had happened anyway. She just wished that when he did leave, her heart would heal fast.
This is how it always is. She thought bitterly, I get interested in a guy, then he decides to tell me that we can't be together.
Feelings of bitterness and sadness rose up inside of her causing tears to sting her eyes. This wasn't fair. Why did her heart always have to be broken? Why did it never happen to anyone else she knew?
At that moment, she thought of her best friend, Amanda, who had just recently gotten married to her boyfriend of three years. The wedding had been spectacular and wonderful. Christine remembered just how much love had filled the room when her friend had walked down the isle.
Envy filled her now. Oh, how she prayed that one day she would be so lucky. Nothing had happened yet, and it wasn't doing anything for her already low self-esteem when it came to trying to find a mate.
Legolas finished readying himself for bed. Oh, how hard it was to lie so close to her but not touch her. His eyes met hers for a long moment and they connected as if they had had the same thought. That's when Legolas noticed what she had put on for bed. He nearly groaned out loud. it was a long, black t-shirt that reached about mid-thigh on her. Legolas hoped she was wearing shorts underneath otherwise he would not be able to restrain himself from taking her where she stood.
It was almost as though she had delibrately set out to seduce him. If she had, Legolas knew full well he would be powerless.
Christine watched the hungry stare Legolas was giving her. He wanted her as badly as she wanted him.
What if we did make love tonight? would it really be such a bad idea? At that moment, her body was telling her no, it wouldn't be. Her mind on the other hand was still screaming at her to behave.
you know yourself, miss! it'll break your heart! don't give in to your hormones! it'll cause heartache in the end.
But at the same time, she feared she would die if she didn't. Never had she felt an attraction so strong to someone. What if this was the only time she would never feel something like this? Shouldn't she grasp it and enjoy it?
But what about Legolas's feelings? have you thought about them?
Christine glanced in the Elf's direction. He looked as though he was waging the same internal battle as she was. Briefly, she wondered just what conclusion he had reached, if he had at all.
Just then, Legolas approached her, took her into his arms, and crushed his mouth against hers...