Windsor: Going as fast as I can! Thanks for the review!
Panda: I get what you're saying. And I totally agree.
Barbie: When the thought entered my mind, I knew I just had to use it! Lol. I'm glad you're enjoying it!
Taya: I thought the names were funny, too. Anyway, she's only going out with the man in order to get the map. It doesn't mean anything. Yet, I do think that Roxton would still be jealous over it (hence why he was calling him names. Lol.).
Amy: Mulder and Scully used to be my favorite, but now I think Roxton and Marguerite are. They are just so fun to play with! Lol.
Sierra: Lol. Ok, ok, you're right. I think I've got some of you hooked now. I think it's safe to say I should continue it. Lol.
E1stwin: A jealous Roxton is a cutie! Now, where's your next chapter? Do I have to come over there and pry it out of you? taps foot impatiently
ChosenOne: laughing and shaking my head Darling, you crack me up. You're reviews are always a wonder to behold. Lol. Seriously, though, thank you SO much. I'm thrilled you're enjoying it. And I would just like to add: YOU HEAR THAT EVERYONE? I AM A GENIUS! Lol. Then again, I'm basing this off of something you said. Lol. (I'm only teasing. You know I luv ya.).
Fab: Don't fret, my friend, your questions will be answered in due time! As always, thank you for the review!
KDC: shakes head and mumbles Roxton. tsk, tsk Anyway, thank you so much for the review.
NOTE: I'm writing this at 6:00 in the morning after going the ENTIRE night without any sleep. So sorry if there are a million errors.
Marguerite's POV
Chapter Two
I stifle a snicker as I return home, Veronica and Finn trailing behind me, to find Roxton sprawled out – what looks to be uncomfortably – on the balcony's bench, fully dressed and with his rifle resting beside him. I motion for the other two women to leave me in peace with the adorable hunter and they bid to my wish, smiling knowingly as they disappear to their rooms.
I stroll up beside him, taking an unusual moment to gaze openly at his features. He is an attractive man with his dark hair, tanned complexion, well defined bone structure, and – when awake – his murky, ocean green eyes that at times appear dusted with cinnamon or glazed with dark sapphires. He has eyes that a woman can only dream about. They're dark and yawning, filled with so much emotion and enchantment. They're so mesmerizing that at times I forget to breath, lost in the swirling, shifting colors and endless depths.
Of course, I will never mention this to a single soul. And there's no reason to ever indulge him. For it will never be.
My hand instinctively goes to the map in my skirt's pocket. I crumble it in my hand, fearing what it represents. For nearly the first three years we were trapped on this God forsaken plateau, I had wanted nothing more than to return to civilization. It was my one track-goal and damn anyone who stood in my way. And then something happened. Something that changed everything.
I fell in love.
And I began to see this world for what it was: paradise. It was just me and him and an exotic jungle where our hearts were free to run wild. And, yet…
I crouch down beside him, tenderly grazing the back of my hand along his five o'clock shadow. What I desire more than anything in the universe is to cradle him to me and never let him go. Yet, I know I can't. Maybe if we were different people. Or if we were born to this plateau. But the shattering truth is, we are who we are and this jungle doesn't belong to us.
He mumbles in his sleep, shifting as though searching for something. For me? Sadly I close my eyes and when I reopen them I'm once again clearheaded.
I rise to my feet, allowing my fingers to fall away from his cheeks. "It'll never be," I whisper before turning and walking away.
End Chapter Two
Taya and Spirita: Did you get my reviews? (Taya: for Chapter 11. Spirita: for Chapter 25). I sent them, but I'm not sure if they went through because they haven't been listed under my Review History section in my account.