Deleted my other story. I hated it. ON TO THE NEXT. Save me from this heat. Pleaseeee.

I'm jostled awake. I try to sit up but I can't.

"Ughh"

I flatten. That voice wasn't mine.

"Gemma? Gemma are you there?"

"Kartik?" I say, voicing my incredulity.

"Yeah?"

"Where are we?"

"As if I know everything."

"Well…wait. That sound." "There's a trickle of water coming down a pipe."

"Yeah." I start to squirm. "What about it?"

"It's the headquarters. Do you still have the knife I gave you after you lost the other one?"

I smile at the memory.

It was the dead of the night. I snuck out quietly, meeting Kartik in the stables. I bumped into him before realizing that he was there. The next thing I knew my lips were firmly pressed against his, and for a moment I felt his, like society had no significance. Abruptly, I felt him slip the knife into my hands.

"Yes"

"Good, wiggle yourself down towards your boots and grab it then cut yourself out."

It was easier said then done. After whacking my head against the ground, I soon bent my back backwards and breathed a short sigh of relief when my hand had clamped around the object. Soon after Kartik and I cut ourselves free, we began to make our way out.

----------------One Day Later----------------

I'm naked, in the bathtub, when my bathroom door flies open. My breath stops short as I see Simon standing there, with Kartik and hair's length behind him. His eyes widen as he takes in my appearance. Then quickly motions that Simon doesn't know he's behind him. I then realize the state I'm in.

Naked.

18.

Wet.

With two men.

One whom I'm about to marry.

The other who has vowed to love me for all eternity.

This is going to be great.

Lord save me.

"Gemma" the words that come out of Simon's mouth are husky. As he makes an advance toward me I, with great effort, scramble out of the bathtub, and attempt to hide myself with the incredibly white and thin lace of my nightgown. But not before I see Kartik. His eyes are huge, as if he has seen a goddess.

For a spilt second I stop.

Look down.

Am I really that pretty?

Wow.

Felicity's voice rings threw my head.

"There are attracted to temptation, and we, are their temptresses."

"Simon." As shaky as I think that sounds, it must have come out sounding strong.

"You need to leave."

"I love you. No matter what I've done, please forgive me. I can't bear to think that you are remembering me with bad memories."

As he starts to turn, Kartik flies down the hallway, out of view. Once Simon is gone Kartik comes back. He shuts the bathroom door and starts to make his way toward me. I rush forward, dropping my nightgown, and pushing all modesty away. I kiss him as hard as I can, as I wrap my arms around him. I drop my arms, pulling them toward his taut chest. I run them down his stomach tugging his shirt up. He breaks away for a moment,

"Gemma, stop."

"Why?" is all I can say, no matter how terribly stupid sounds.

"The slight fact that anybody, anybody, can walk in and see us, I'll see you tonight." I puzzle my brow, wondering what he is talking about.

"Come and see me."

He leaves taking my heat with him.

I'm sorry. Truly truly sorry. My computer crashed, which left me kind of dead with chapters and the like. I'm going to St. Louis MO for a while. So I'll repost a new chapter after that. Thanks for a you who reviewed. I Love y'all! I'll be back soon. ONLY ONE MORE FINAL! Adios all. I'm kinda having a whole writers block lately too. So no excuses. I'm sorry.

-Necily

P.S. you know if you change the "n" in Necily to "m" and flip the "e" and the "m" around and take out the "c" you get my name? E-M-I-L-Y!