Chapter 6
I wake up to the sound of laughing coming from downstairs. Both sounding familiar.
I get out of bed and change into my sweats along with my spaghetti strap and head to check out what's going on.
When I walk down the steps the voices carry out into the garage so I begin to follow.
"There she is." I hear my dad call out.
I realize who the other voice is now. Lucas and my dad are chatting while Lucas is leaned down over my dad's truck working on some parts.
He looks up and smiles at me, "Sorry to drop by so early. Just thought I'd ask your dad's permission to take you out on a little hunting game."
"We're going hunting?" I ask with my head cocked to the side.
"You'll have to teach her some more. It's been years since she's been out there." my dad interrupts before Lucas could confirm my question.
"Yes sir I will."
"Better go get dressed then girly."
I turn on my heel without a word and find something to wear. I end up with my black shorts that are ripped at the bottom hem and a moss green short sleeved shirt assisted with my pair of black combat boots.
I go back down to meet up with Lucas and my father again and I see my dad holding my old camo baseball hat.
"Can't forget your hat now can you?" He asks with a smirk and places it atop of my head.
I smile back and give him a hug after adjusting the cap.
I walk over to Lucas's side and he snakes his arm around my waist.
"Ya'll be careful now." My dad says sternly.
"I will sir." Lucas says looking back at him.
We walk up to a truck that I don't recognize.
"Whose truck is this?" I ask looking up to see his relaxed face.
"Friend of mine's. You'll meet him soon I'm sure."
It's a big black F-450 with searchlights on the top and in front with metal bars in the back. Whoever his friend is is pretty hardcore.
He comes over to my side as if insisting on helping me.
"What? Don't think I can handle it?" I ask with a cocky grin on my face.
He gives me a smile that almost reaches his eyes, "Just making sure a delicate flower as yourself doesn't get hurt is all."
I give him a playful pat on the cheek, "Oh don't worry, I'm a tough girl, I can tie my shoes and everything."
He grabs my hand then spins me around and pulls so that my back is against his chest, "We'll see about that." He whispers in my ear as I hear the challenge in his voice.
My heart begins to quicken and my breathing becomes rapid. I can't believe how warm he is. Espectually with how warm I'm starting to get.
He lets go then makes his way in the driver's seat as I make my way in the passengers.
We make our way to wherever he's taking us while I replay the way his warmth felt against my back the warm tickle of his breath against my ear.
"Please don't do that."
He snaps me back to reality, "Do what?"
"Bite your lip. It's distracting." He says with a ghost of a grin set on his mouth.
I undo my lip but can't help to smile.
He pulls over to the side of the road then turns off the ignition.
"Ready to go?" He asks looking over to me.
"Where are we." I look out my window to see a brighter color of the terrain as if it has been treated, not like the kind I have around my house.
"My secret spot."
I quickly look over to him and start to feel giggly for some odd reason.
He must of picked up my hype because he then has a wide grin on his face.
We get out then head for the back of the truck which must be where the guns are.
Lucas unhitches the tail gate then reaches inside to pull out a big black gun bag, the kind that rolls out.
He unfastens the tie string and displays it across the tail bed. There had to be at least ten different types of guns going from Cougar to a Barrett 50 Cal. He leans on one hand against the bed while watching me marvel at the guns layed out before me.
I look up into his soft brown eyes, "What?"
"Nothing. Just watching you." He cocks his head to one side slightly.
"Enjoying the view?" I ask with a flirtatious tone.
He lets a wolf of a grin settle across his lips, "Indeed I am."
He comes to stand behind me then explains what each gun is and what they are best used for. I can't seem to concentrate with his hot breathe against my ear and the low husky sound of his whisper; although he's careful not to touch me which I mentally beg for.
"This would be the best to use for hunting." He snaps me out of my trance and grabs the Barrett along with some ammo he had stored behind the bag.
We walk far into the woods for what seems like forever.
"We can rest here." We come along a creek big enough for tadpoles to live in.
"Rest?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.
He sits down along the creek and pulls out a nature valley bar, "We have an hour walk left." he says with a small grin.
"Why so far?" he hands me a nature valley bar and a water.
"It's not called a secret spot for nothing." he takes a swig of his water and nearly finishes it. His arms are resting against his propped up legs and I examine the way his tight black shirt complements his muscle curves. "What?"
He catches me watching him.
"Just enjoying the view."
"Ohh are you now?" He puts on a sexy mischievous smile that completely takes my breathe away.
"Indeed." I respond breathless.
He stands up and walks towards me til he's an inch away. Running the back of his fingers against my cheek encourages me to close my eyes and take it in. I lean into his touch until he suddenly he pulls his hand away, "Let's get going."
My eyes open quickly to see him smirking as he turns in the direction we were walking in before.
We finally make it and my feet are sore.
He examines the gun for any last adjustments needed while also making a run through of how and when I shoot the sniper.
He hands me the gun and I take it firmly, feeling the cool metal against my skin. I scope in to check its distance then pull it away. He creates a bedding next to a bush for better camouflage then lays down, stomach first, on top of it. He pats the spot next to him indicating for me to join him and I take it willingly.
"Just keep your eyes open." He tells me in a hushed voice.
I nod and begin my wait.
I must of dozed off.
"Angel." I feel a nudge against my shoulder but decide to ignore it.
"Angel." This time it's more forceful but not enough to make me open my eyes.
I suddenly feel a cold liquid on the back of my neck which makes me jump. My eyes fly open and I find Lucas not even an inch away smirking with his water bottle in his hand.
I open my mouth to say something but he stops me by putting a finger over his mouth and points to whatever is in front of us.
I look over to see a huge buck grazing not even thirty feet away. I quickly grab the gun and scope in to my target.
I scan over the buck's face then up to his neck then over to where his lungs would be. I take a deep breathe through my nose then slowly let it out of my mouth.
"Take the shot." Lucas whispers next to my ear.
I pull the trigger to hear a loud 'BOOM' then look up to see the deer lying on the ground twitching.
We both stand and move toward my kill.
Once we reach the lifeless deer Lucas grabs it by the antlers and starts tugging as if testing its' weight.
"How will we get it back?" I ask still holding the gun.
"I can carry it. Good backbone runs in the family." He winks at me but I look at him with concern.
That thing has to be at least three hundred pounds, how the hell is he gonna be able to carry it for two hours back. He begins to hog tie it.
"Lucas do you even know how much it weighs?"
"Well once I have it on my shoulders then I can guesstimate." He moves so he's able to pick it up on his shoulders. Very slowly he moves into a standing position careful that it doesn't fall.
Momentarily he's in standing position with a buck on his shoulders, "I'd say around two twenty." He grins at my bewilderment.
"Let's hurry back, it will be dark soon." With that he walks the opposite way we came and I follow holding the gun and our belongings, it's the least I can do.
He pushes the buck into the trunk along with our stuff then closes the gate. He looks at me then forwards his brow and frowns, "What's wrong?"
So many questions fill my mind. How did you do that? Do you lift weights? Backbone? How's your back? But nothing comes out of my mouth.
"Please don't look at me like that. It's like you've seen an Alien. It's...unwelcoming." His frown still placed.
I look through my lashes, "Are you okay?"
He physically relaxes, "Like I said, backbone." He says with a soft grin, not reaching his eyes.
We pull up in front of my house and it has just touched night.
"I wanted to thank you for today, I really enjoyed it." I say with a sincere smile. I did enjoy it, it reminded me of the old days with my dad except with a hot guy. The thought makes me blush.
"I enjoyed it too." He reaches for my hand and lightly kisses my knuckles. If only that was on my lips. I blush even more and now I feel like a red balloon about to pop.
We climb out of the truck then notice my dad walking toward us.
"Catch anything?" My dad asks.
"Indeed she did sir." Lucas says looking him straight in the eye then walks towards the tail gate.
He opens it then pushes over the rifle and bags then grabbing hold of the buck my the feet and pulls.
He makes it look so easy. He stands aside to let my dad have full view of the big buck and my dad whistles at the sight.
"He's got some good meat."
"Since it was Angelique who took the shot I believe she should have it." Lucas says looking at me with what looks like..longing?
My dad's too caught up on the sight of the deer so he pays no attention, "Well that's mighty fine of you Lucas, how about you and your old man come for dinner tomorrow? We're having deer." My dad grins.
"Thank you sir, I'm sure he'd love to join as well. Deer's his favorite." Lucas says looking at me once more.
They shake hands as if sealing the deal and my dad pats him on the shoulder.
They go to move the deer but call Dex to come help them out. Why does Lucas need help? He carried it on his shoulders for god's sake.
Once they get it into the garage and seal it Lucas and my dad say their goodbyes then after my dad heads inside the house with Dex, Lucas makes his way towards me.
I shake my head at him recalling the whole backbone thing, "What?" He asks in concern yet amusement.
"Nothing." I look up into his big brown eyes. He's standing close enough I can feel his body heat which urges me to reach out and touch him.
His hand travels to caress my cheek and I lean into his hand. He leans forward slightly and my heart begins to race.
"I believe we were interrupted last time." He says with a purr which drives me nuts. Damn I wanna kiss him.
As if he reads my mind he places his lips against mine. So soft and so warm, I want more.
I place my hands in his hair and tangle my fingers as his arms wrap around me. I feel his tongue slip inside my mouth and I respond my touching it with my own. I feel heated. He presses me into him as if I'm his life line and I grip tighter onto his hair.
I hear a sudden murmur coming from his chest which excites me more. It sounds something deeper than a growl but more humble.
He pulls away breathless but still hangs onto me, "Wow." He says breathing heavy, "That's a good way to end a day." He says with a slight chuckle which makes me smile.
He loosens me in his arms then rest his forehead against mine, "I gotta get going."
"But I don't want you too." I respond finally getting my breathing under control.
He chuckles, "I don't either, but my dad will worry."
He puts my head in both of his hands and looks straight into my eyes. His eyes seem a shade lighter.
"Dream of me." He kisses me again but swiftly this time then heads to the truck without looking back.
I watch him drive of into the darkness with a stupid grin on my face rerunning the kiss over and over in my head. He's something else.