Hey guys, sorry this update took so long. Tests and assignments are killing me, but atleast I still have an A so far. Hope you guys enjoy and review if it's not too bothersome and if you have time. Now onto the prize...

Chapter Twenty Three

I wake up with blurry eyes and I rub at them, trying to effectively rid myself of the sleepy feeling. I take a shower and put on something casual until I needed to get ready to meet Jenny at the club. I flip through channels and get bored easily and decide to get some breakfast from the coffee shop.

The air is not as clean as I would like it to be, but it is better than living in a huge city. The constant noise and fumes from cars tend to drive me nuts because of my extra sensitive abilities. I smile at the barista when I get my coffee and go for a walk around the place. Eventually I end up at the park again, just watching the birds as they pecked among the foliage for little bugs and tiny seeds.

I hear running from my right and the familiar scent of Owen fills me. I look up and nearly drop my coffee when I see him in track pants and vest, jogging along the path as if this is a daily occurrence. Maybe it is a daily occurrence and I never noticed until now. He is sweating steadily, giving of a sweaty mixed with musky scent.

He jogs right by me and I can't help but watch him jog away. Why did his front and behind have to look so good? Why did he have a personality that made me instantly attracted to him? Why could he not be the ultimate douchebag and let me live my life? Life just had to screw me over by putting the perfect man in front of me, dangling him like a carrot in front of a donkey or a juicy steak in front of a lioness. Life however does not want me to have that gorgeous juicy steak on my plate, it wants me to suffer. It makes me wonder if I did something really horrible in my childhood, maybe I kicked puppies or kittens; possibly I could have set them on fire or something if this is what I have to deal with.

I get up and walk away until I come to the movie theatre. I walk in and pay for a ticket and get some stuff from the snack stand. I watch a few comedies and take my mind off of Owen for a while before going home and getting ready for a night out on the town. I take out a form fitting dress and some pumps. I apply my makeup and leave my wavy hair to sit on my shoulders. I look at the woman in the mirror and it is as if I can barely recognize myself with all the stuff I had done. Don't get me wrong, I hardly use make up and other products, so when I actually use them they make me feel as if I had put on a new identity. I am confident like this. I feel as if I would conquer the world with my charm. I smile at myself before walking out the door and getting a taxi.

I get out and see Jenny sweet talking the bouncer from last time and I shake my head when she runs a finger over a well-toned bicep. The bouncer has really great muscles but they would never compare to Owen's physique. I make my way over to them and greet the bouncer that has the name 'Jericho'. He opens the rope and lets us through and we hear the music as soon as the door opens.

The music is on full blast and the floor and windows are practically vibrating from it all. The floor is already full with gyrating and sweaty bodies. The smell of pheromones and sex fills my nostrils and I almost gag but then grab my perfumed handkerchief and cover my nose instead. Jenny leads me over to the furthest corner, where there is a small table. Eventually the song changes and Jenny wants to join the crowd on the floor. I join her and we move to the sound of the beat, laughing when we bump into each other occasionally.

The crowd around us thickens and I feel a guy dance behind me. A hand taps me on the shoulder and see a young man looking at me with eyes sparkling. He asks me if I would dance with him and I agree, my hesitation and trepidation clear to him. He smiles at me, obviously thinking that I would be comforted by that. We dance and sway and when he gets too close I push him away, pretending that it was part of my dance moves. I get annoyed when it didn't seem to deter him from coming closer again.

Suddenly a hand grabs my wrist and I'm twirled into strong arms. I look up into familiar eyes and I freeze when I recognise them. Owen is looking over my shoulder at the guy and I look at him over my shoulder too. He seems to have taken the hint and disappears into the crowd. Owen's arm comes around my waist and slowly he begins to move his hips to the music. My arms immediately go around his neck and I move in rhythm with him.

Before I know what is really going on, Owen dips his head and kisses me. The next moment I'm against a wall in the club as he shifts his hips against me. I moan into his mouth and he lips me using my butt and I wrap my legs around him as he takes us to the bathroom. The ladies bathroom is empty and he stumbles into a stall. I barely manage to lock the door before I'm pushed up against tiles and my dress is hiked up.

His large and warm hand pulls down my underwear and a thumb is pressed against my clit. He kisses me and I practically scream into his mouth as he presses the sensitive bundle, alternating between hard and soft. He laughs when I hit him on the shoulder

"Harder, dammit Owen"

"Relax, you'll get there"

And boy do I ever

I feel dizzy afterwards and Owen is breathing harshly next to my ear. He kisses up my neck and nibbles on my earlobe. He however has not taken his pleasure and I kiss him softly. He asks me to turn around and I put my hands on the wall. However he does not take me,

"Don't have a rubber" he explains

He tells me to close my thighs and I feel him between the soft skin of them. He groans before giving an experimental thrust between them. His length however is slick and slides through easily

"You're a terrible boy scout" I said

"Keeping lube but not a condom"

He leans in

"It's not packaged lube, it's all natural"

I realise exactly what he means when he smiles at me smugly. He reaches his peak with a low groan into the back of my neck and takes a moment before we both try to clean up. We try our best but anyone can tell what had transpired between us, mainly because we could not stop smiling.

He pushes me against the sink gently, dipping down for a kiss and I reach into his back pocket to grab a handful. In the process my hand bumps against his phone that begins to ring. I pull it out and the flashing name has my blood frozen in my veins. I look Owen in the eye

"Do you take me for a fool?"

"What's wrong?"

I toss his phone at him and when he sees who is calling his jaw goes slack

"It's not what you think"

I shake my head

"We're done here"

"Wait, please"

He grabs my wrist but I yank it away from him

"Don't touch me Owen Grady"

I practically stomp out of the bathroom, nearly ripping the door off of its hinges when I open it. People part around me as I make my way to my cousin, I take hold of her shoulder and I tell her that I'm leaving. She scrambles after me, apologising to her dance partner and we make our way out.

She grabs us a taxi and when we get in she asks me what is wrong. I tell her that it is nothing and stare out of the window. She looks sullen next to me and I try to make small conversation

"I'm thinking about going back to the island for a little while"

She looks at me with incredulity

"Why would you want to go back there? There's nothing left on that island"

I look down at my hands

"I need to clear my head for a bit, figure out what I'm going to do. Clearly I'm not managing to get things done here, so maybe I will have better luck there"

She nods

The cab stops outside of my apartment and I pay more than half of the fare before getting off. Jenny calls for me and rolls down her window and I approach her

"You will be careful, won't you?"

I smile at her

"When have I not?"