Title: A Caress of Flame Part II
Author: Courtney, although the original 'A Caress of Flame' was by none other than Aslyin.
~Chapter Four~
St. John awoke with a start and realized exactly where he was. Only there was one thing missing.Amara.
He turned his head lazily towards the bathroom as he finally noticed that the shower was running. "Damn it," he whispered to himself. He slowly walked over to the closed door and knocked quietly, waiting for the answer.
"Yes," he heard over the noise of the falling water. "It's me," was his only answered. "And what does this "me" want," she asked with a small giggle. "The "me" wants to know what you're doing in there," he replied with a smile on his face even though the beautiful princess couldn't see it, due to the fact that she was on the other side of the door.
"What does it sound like?" she asked in return. "I'm not sure, it sounds like you could quite possibly be taking a shower," he stated. "I wonder where you would get that idea," she said as she opened the door and walked out. She was wearing a plain white robe but somehow she managed to look utterly and completely gorgeous.
"Can you turn around so that I can get dressed?" she asked with a smirk. He didn't answer in words he just grinned like a mad man and turned around, looking at the door. "Thank you," she said in her normal regal tone that seemed to stay with her no matter what she did.
About five minutes later he was told that he could once again turn around because she had finished dressing.
She wore a pair of simple blue jeans that flared at the bottom, a white t- shirt adorned with black flames, and a pair of black flip flops that he assumed she had gotten from underneath the motel bed.
"Well now it's your turn to turn around so that I can "dress"," he said copying her tone of voice on the last word. She glared playfully as she turned around. After only two minutes she was allowed to turn around again.
He was wearing a pair of khaki shorts, a white wife-beater, and a Hawaiian shirt that was covered in blossoms in every color that existed in a flame. He was also wearing a pair of plain black flip flops.
"Right-O, let's pack our bags and be off, shall we?" he asked. She smiled and replied, "We shall," with a bright smile on her innocent face.
The quickly packed their few possessions and headed out of the hotel.
TBC.
A/N: OMG I am SOOOO sorry that I haven't updated in so long!! But man, I was seriously stuck on what to do with this chapter.so I just winged it.hope it turned out alright!!! Also, I hope everyone had a fantastic Christmas, Hanukah, Kwanzaa, or whatever holiday you celebrate!!!
Author: Courtney, although the original 'A Caress of Flame' was by none other than Aslyin.
~Chapter Four~
St. John awoke with a start and realized exactly where he was. Only there was one thing missing.Amara.
He turned his head lazily towards the bathroom as he finally noticed that the shower was running. "Damn it," he whispered to himself. He slowly walked over to the closed door and knocked quietly, waiting for the answer.
"Yes," he heard over the noise of the falling water. "It's me," was his only answered. "And what does this "me" want," she asked with a small giggle. "The "me" wants to know what you're doing in there," he replied with a smile on his face even though the beautiful princess couldn't see it, due to the fact that she was on the other side of the door.
"What does it sound like?" she asked in return. "I'm not sure, it sounds like you could quite possibly be taking a shower," he stated. "I wonder where you would get that idea," she said as she opened the door and walked out. She was wearing a plain white robe but somehow she managed to look utterly and completely gorgeous.
"Can you turn around so that I can get dressed?" she asked with a smirk. He didn't answer in words he just grinned like a mad man and turned around, looking at the door. "Thank you," she said in her normal regal tone that seemed to stay with her no matter what she did.
About five minutes later he was told that he could once again turn around because she had finished dressing.
She wore a pair of simple blue jeans that flared at the bottom, a white t- shirt adorned with black flames, and a pair of black flip flops that he assumed she had gotten from underneath the motel bed.
"Well now it's your turn to turn around so that I can "dress"," he said copying her tone of voice on the last word. She glared playfully as she turned around. After only two minutes she was allowed to turn around again.
He was wearing a pair of khaki shorts, a white wife-beater, and a Hawaiian shirt that was covered in blossoms in every color that existed in a flame. He was also wearing a pair of plain black flip flops.
"Right-O, let's pack our bags and be off, shall we?" he asked. She smiled and replied, "We shall," with a bright smile on her innocent face.
The quickly packed their few possessions and headed out of the hotel.
TBC.
A/N: OMG I am SOOOO sorry that I haven't updated in so long!! But man, I was seriously stuck on what to do with this chapter.so I just winged it.hope it turned out alright!!! Also, I hope everyone had a fantastic Christmas, Hanukah, Kwanzaa, or whatever holiday you celebrate!!!