Dear guest, mysterious reviewer, thank you for the first review! This chapter is for you. The next chapter too because this one if "quiet". The next one is going to be better. x)
Five minutes before the work day officially ended Arielle rushed out to her car, The Kurgan nowhere in sight. She hurried to the parking lot and sat for a minute looking at the white fluffy clouds that floated along above her.
"I only like clouds that are black and making rain," The Kurgan said behind her.
She had closed her eyes and jumped at the sound. She spun around and grabbed the collar of his shirt, "Stop! Doing that!" She shouted.
He looked at her hand and then slowly looked up at her face, "Me? Why I did nothing dearie."
She scowled at him, "You know what I mean." She shoved him away from her. "Stop scaring me like you do."
His laugh filled the car, "And how would you like me to tell you I'm around?"
When she thought about it her scowled deepened. She couldn't think of a better way for him to let her know. With a final glare thrown his way she spun around and turned on the car. "Fine Kurgan, you win."
"As I knew I would," he said.
All the way to her apartment he looked at her, the whole time she squirmed uncomfortably. By the time they reached the place she stormed out of her car and went straight to her bedroom, throwing herself on the bed, The Kurgan followed her. He leaned against the door frame and studied every line on her body, every curve. His heart quickened as he thought about what he would like to do to her. She heard his thoughts, which he wasn't trying very hard to hide anyway, and groaned.
"Damn you Kurgan. . ."she said into her pillow.
He laughed, "Too late. I was damned when I was born, cursed as an Immortal."
She twisted and looked back at him, "Being an Immortal is a curse?" she asked. "I would have thought you enjoyed it."
He lumbered across the room and dropped down on her bed next to her. "I can't take a mate because I'll outlive them. I get everything I want and yet nothing I need." He reached out and stroked her arm, "The only thing that gives me purpose is The Prize."
She tilted her head, "But you know how that ends."
A dark look crossed his face, "Now you see why being Immortal is such a curse. Especially for me. I was so close, but MacLeod beat me. Yet I still live, born again after the end of the story only to go through it all again, alone." He blinked and then shook his head, "It doesn't matter though, I'll go on living."
Arielle never expected to feel sorry for The Kurgan and see him as a tragic character. "How did you die the first time?"
At that he grinned and shook his head, "That's not for you to know pretty."
She made a face and then laid her head back on the pillow. Quite frankly she was exhausted; she hadn't slept in days before the previous night and still struggling with her grief she just wanted to sleep. She closed her eyes and drifted off for a nap.
The Kurgan watched her and his gaze went where it wanted over her body. She wasn't lean and small like girls, but was curvy and filled out like a woman. He reached out and touched her again. When she was sleeping he was able to move more freely as compared to being awake, it helped him to touch her like he did. He gently pushed her onto her back and then sat on top of her, straddling her waist. He looked down at her face, following the lines of her body down to her waist.
There was something about this strange woman; she was the only one he couldn't just take. She was going to be difficult and he would have to try and seduce her, a concept that was new to him. All other times he just did what he wanted but Arielle was as hard as trying to get to the Prize.
He knew he couldn't let her go, not after she made him feel like he had another reason to get up in the morning knowing that he wasn't going to get the prize. "Yes," he thought. "She will be mine."
That night he sat behind her on her bed while she ate dinner and watched her every move. She offered him some but found out he wasn't able to eat it. When she went to sleep she banished him but as soon as her eyes closed he came back and stretched out beside her. He traced the lines of her body with his gaze and kept dwelling on his new feeling for her. She was special, no doubt about that, and he wanted her. He'd wanted her the moment he saw her. He was glad such a creature had called him to her side, whether she knew it or not.
He had had his fair share of women before, some men would say that The Kurgan had had women prettier than Arielle even though she was up with the most beautiful. Her hair was so soft and thick, he couldn't help but run his fingers through it. When she glared at him he felt like she was playing a game with him, and he was up to the challenge of getting this woman. Her eyes were so dark and mysterious that if he couldn't read her mind he would have gone mad from not knowing what she was thinking. Her lips, her eyes, her frustration, intimidation, all those things drove him wild for her. What made him most happy was that all of this happened on only the first day, he was excited to know what the following time would give.