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"And in my mind
I imagine so many things
Things that aren't really happening
And when they put me in the ground
I'll start pounding the lid
Saying I haven't finished yet
I still have a tattoo to get
That says I'm living in the moment
And it's funny how I imagined
That I could win this, win this fight
But maybe it isn't all that funny
That I've been fighting all my life
But maybe I have to think it's funny
If I wanna live before I die
And maybe it's funniest of all
To think I'll die before I actually see
That I am exactly the person that I want to be"
[Amanda Palmer – In My Mind]
...
She was such a damn idiot! Why had it taken her so long to pull herself together and tell Godric what she wanted? Why had she wasted so much of her precious time?!
Now that she had realized how he looked at her, how carefully he placed and coordinated every one of his touches (even if he could have handled her shirt a bit more deliberately), she was pretty certain that he would have given into her advances much sooner – if she just had made any…
But no: she ignored all the voices of reason – Eric, Patrick – fuck, even her mom! – and believed stubbornly that she wasn't much more than a charity case for him that later turned into something like a rather close friend.
How could she have been so blind?! He had given her a similarly heated look as this night's before – months ago, when they had been in Istanbul, when they had bathed each other! It also had been the first time she had seen his fangs – why hadn't she thought about that sooner?!
Belle had told her that this didn't necessarily mean the vampire was hungry for blood. It could also mean he was hungry for something else – and considering the expanse of skin she had shown in that particular situation, she was quite sure he hadn't been tempted to bite her – or at least that his most pressing needs had been other…
She was such a damn moron!
It had felt so good to be near him like that – being allowed to touch Godric and in turn being touched by him. Now that she thought about it, she should have shown more initiative, but she had just been too overwhelmed by all these new sensations...
She had planned to explore every inch of his body with as much of her senses as possible and all she had found the courage to do, was trailing her fingers down his torso – and not even that had been executed in a skilled way. She had probably been too fixated on his nipples – it had been fascinating to watch and feel what a simple touch could induce...
But how many more such sensitive spots existed on his gorgeous body? She desperately ached to find out – but would she be given the time?
"What did you do!? How could do that!? She's not just a mere donor – FOR FUCKS SAKE!"
Startled by the unexpected voice and even more so, its furious tone – Laura jerked her head up in surprise and found herself staring at a fuming Viking. What the hell was he doing in Godric's room – even if it was his, technically speaking? He knew what she had been up to!
Suddenly realizing her current state of undress, her eyes widened in shock and she hurriedly grabbed a corner of the blanket she was lying on, pulling it over her naked body to hide it from Eric's scrutinizing gaze.
"You should not be here, son."
Unlike Eric, Godric had not raised his voice, but the chilling calmness of his tone and his emphasis on the word 'son' made Laura's stomach churn nonetheless. Her eyes scurried briefly to the ancient vampire beside her, who was still halfway crouched over her and therefore covered by the blanket as well – if he liked it or not.
"If you hadn't lost control like a newborn, I wouldn't be here!", Eric spat in defense and took a step in their direction, never averting his challenging glare from his makers face. His whole stance screamed 'attack', as if he were just waiting for another reason to charge at him.
She needed to end this before it got completely out of hand…
"The bite has nothing to do with this...", she muttered weakly, before she shifted to the side, turning her back on the Viking and drawing her knees up to her chest as best as she could, to curl up into a ball. She knew both vampires had forgotten about their dispute for the time being and turned their attention to her now, but she couldn't bring herself to face their inquiring gazes at the moment.
"Our bond may be a far cry from what it has been, but I can still feel you Laura", Eric hissed from behind her, and she could hear a warning growl from Godric, before the Viking continued, "Don't tell me he didn't do anything – you feel miserable!"
She could feel how Godric carefully repositioned himself, crouching beside her now rather than bent over her. The loss of contact of his cool skin on hers, made her wince and when she realized that he probably just distanced himself, because he really believed he was the cause for her distress, it made her feel even more miserable...
"I know that", she bit out and squeezed her eyes shut, trying to hold the tears back that threatened to leak, "But that's just because of my own stupidity!"
"What are you talking about, Laura?", the Viking demanded to know in a frustrated voice and though she still had her back turned to him, she just knew he pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers. Godric carefully brushed her hair out of her face and when her eyes found his for a moment, she realized how hurt and lost he looked.
What right did Eric have to just barge in and accuse his maker of abusing her? She wasn't a kid anymore – and she wasn't a fool! She had known that he might bite her – hell, she had even hoped he would – and it had felt incredibly good in that moment!
"I don't want to die, okay!?", she suddenly spat and sat up with one fluid move, surprising herself by still somehow managing to clutch the blanket to her chest in her hurry. Eric had already seen more than enough bare skin for one night… "I'm not ready – and I'm not ready to be a vampire either! What if I it completely changes my personality? What if neither of you like me anymore?"
Her bottom lip stung when she bit on it once more, but she kept chewing to soothe her nerves, her eyes stubbornly pinned to a spot on the blanket over her knees. In her opinion, her thoughts were valid and though it somehow felt good to tell someone about her worries, she already loathed their reaction – especially Godric's…
"Vampire?", was all he whispered questioningly and when she finally dared to face him again, she was met with a shocked expression that almost reminded her of the moment he had found her in this alley in Paris, attacked by a brutal vampire-prince…
"It's my last resort. But I prefer to live as a vampire, than to not live at all...", she explained meekly and averted her gaze again, not able to face the judging look she certainly would receive any moment.
"Laura", the sound of her name rolling softly from Eric's lips suddenly caused her to look up at the Viking again. She couldn't see him clearly as her eyes were already filled with unshed tears, but she realized, that he lowered his body into a crouching position before her. Laura was aware that she probably looked rather pathetic at the moment and tried to hide her face with her free hand, but Eric caught her wrist before she had the chance to do so.
"Whoever will be your maker, will love you – I can assure you of that", he explained in a calm matter-of-fact voice, while his thumb slowly brushed in soothing movements over the inside of her wrist. "Whether your personality changes or not – which may not be the case at all – you will be cherished and cared for. You'll be of our blood, Laura – it will practically be impossible for us not to like you."
Frantically blinking the tears back to have a better view of the vampire before her, she sat there in stunned silence and just stared at the Viking. When Eric's appearance finally became clear again, she sucked in a harsh breath when she realized that his expression perfectly matched the serious and calm tone he had spoken with before.
"You're absolutely certain."
It wasn't a question, it was more of a realization, but a simple nod still confirmed it nonetheless and a small smile curved her lips until her eyes scurried to the older of the two vampires as if they had a mind on their own. His expression was as unreadable as ever and her heart sank when he closed his eyes for a moment as if to gear up for his blow.
"He is right, Laura – there is no need to worry about our feelings for you. The maker progeny bond would make sure that there is a certain need to care for each other, which often comes with an intense fondness, if not even love. Something similar can be said about the brother-sister-bond, and though it usually is less powerful, Eric's devotion would still be yours as yours would be his."
It took Laura a few moments until she grasped the consequences of his words and her eyes went wide when she realized what he had said. She opened and closed her mouth several times before she finally found her voice again and had to clear her throat before she formulated her question, to make sure she'd be heard.
"Does this mean you'd be willing to turn me?", she asked hesitantly, almost not daring to voice her conclusion. Her teeth were mercilessly biting down on her bottom lip again, but she didn't even feel the pain, as her whole body was solely concentrated on the vampire before her.
"We will need to talk about the consequences of such a step, but if you are in the picture and still willing to become a vampire, then I would like to be the one to turn you", Godric replied in a calm voice and Laura had to suppress a squeal of joy at that revelation. She had been almost certain he wouldn't approve of her plan and already feared he'd abandon her…
"Thank you...", she breathed before she bit her lip hesitantly. She ached to reach out and feel him again, to nuzzle her face in the crook of his neck and inhale his intoxicating scent, to feel his arms close around her in one of these comforting hugs that made her feel secure and cherished all the same.
But she didn't dare to even move an inch in his direction, as it was obvious how uncomfortable he was with his offer. Godric's jaw was clenched and one of his hands was digging tightly into the blanket that covered her, capturing the fabric in his fist as if it were an anchor that kept him from loosing his temper. He had probably only given in because he didn't want Eric to be her maker – if because of jealousy or protectiveness she was not really sure – but she was glad nonetheless.
Only when Eric cleared his throat, she remembered that there was another vampire still in the room as well, and turned her attention to the Viking once more. He still crouched beside the bed, but just stood to reclaim his full height, looking down at her with a suspicious glare.
"I still don't get why you suddenly felt so miserable", he returned their conversation to the reason he had barged into the room in the first place, "You knew for several months that your days were counted – why this sudden meltdown? If it really had nothing to do with Godric's loss of control – why now?"
Laura had thought the answer to that question would have been clear by now, but when she realized that this was obviously not the case, she sighed warily and started to work the fingers of her right hand against her scalp, while her left kept the blanket in place. She didn't really understand why it was any of his business, but if she didn't answer his question, he'd probably keep pestering her until she gave in. Better to spare herself some time and nerves...
"It was wonderful, okay?! - much better than I ever imagined it to be and I just realized how much fucking time I wasted", she explained heatedly, while she massaged her temple to keep the hammering in her head at bay, and took a deep breath before she continued in a calmer voice, "I should have listened to you and made my move weeks ago – maybe even months..."
When she felt Godric stir beside her, she turned to look at him and found him staring at her questioningly. "What are you talking about, Laura?", he asked gently and shifted to kneel behind her. But before she had the time to answer or ask what he was up to, he removed her right hand from her temple with a gentle tug of his own around her wrist, and worked his magic with his own fingers.
He had definitely paid attention, when she instructed him how to get rid of a headache all those months ago – or, as it was more likely in her case: dim it at least down a bit…
A relieved sigh escaped her lips, when the carefully applied pressure of his fingertips in just the right places began to show its first successes. Laura vaguely remembered that he had asked her a question, but she needed another few moments to sort her thoughts before she was able to answer.
"I should have told you much sooner how I feel Godric. I've been attracted to you from the beginning – I never saw you as 'just' a friend..."
She was surprised how easily that revelation had slipped from her lips, but she was glad it was finally said. Now she at least wouldn't have to regret never being honest about it...
But when she realized that his relaxing movements had stopped, her fingers dug anxiously into the blanket around her.
Had it been a mistake to say it in this situation – with Eric still there? Should she have waited until they were alone again? Would he be angry because she had practically fooled him from the beginning? – even if he had done the same, at least for some time now...
"What?"
It was just a whisper and still this simple word managed to convey all the surprise and disbelief Godric apparently felt. Laura swallowed hard when she couldn't find the right words to answer his question – there were just too many of her own, buzzing through her mind...
"I told you she cares about you – I told you time and time again, but you stubborn mule wouldn't listen!", a frustrated Viking cut the tension and threw his hands in the air, before he turned to leave, muttering something about 'letting those idiots sort this out on their own'.
Only when the door closed behind Eric's retreating figure, Laura slowly turned around to face the vampire behind her, letting the blanket drop to her hips in the process. Godric had already seen her completely naked – there was no need to hide anything from him – and her hands had more important things to do than holding a piece of fabric in place. Easing the faint wrinkles on his forehead, resulting from the frown he wore, for example...
His face still showed a rather perplexed look and she sighed heavily when realization sank in. Despite Eric's warnings she probably should have talked a bit more instead of letting her actions 'speak' for her– they had obviously failed to convey the intended message...
"It wasn't a joke – your statement about being surprised that 'Eric didn't take me then and there'", she recollected and slowly brushed her hand down from his forehead, gently cupping his cheek and grazing her thumb over his cheekbone in soothing movements. It hadn't been formulated as a question, as it was blatantly obvious now – his confused expression spoke volumes. "You really thought I had asked Eric first… And I was of the opinion it would be obvious enough that I want you, as soon as I entered that room..."
"I am sorry, Laura", he whispered as he leant into her the touch, closing his eyes in a pained expression while his lips curled in a forced smile. His voice sounded broken and worn out and transported all the emotions he stubbornly tried to hide from her. Her own mouth involuntarily cramped into a thin line at the sight – she hated it when he tried to hide his feelings, but at least his eye area obviously didn't really comply with his plan.
"There's nothing you have to be sorry for – I should have told you from the beginning", she sighed, before she leant forward to rest her head in the crook of his neck, taking a deep breath of his addicting scent. "I had hoped you'd somehow react when I first informed you about my intentions – give me an idea if I was right with my assumptions and you were really as attracted to me, as I was – am – to you. I wanted to make sure you wouldn't reject me if I asked you. But... well – that one backfired..."
"Indeed..."
Now it was Godric's turn to sigh, while he resumed the gentle massage on her scalp, trailing his fingers through the lengths of her hair every now and then. His caresses were so soothing, that she didn't even realize how her own hand dropped to her side again and she was already dozing off, when a gentle question ripped her out of her dazed state.
"How is your arm?"
Laura shifted a little to find a position wherein she could view his face and still rest on his shoulder. He looked more relaxed than before, but still slightly jumbled. Though now there was something else showing on his face as well – suggestively raised eyebrows and curious eyes told a story on their own: he wanted to see her tattoo!
A pleased grin spread on her lips and she immediately pushed herself back a fraction, to have enough space for her arms to move freely. Her right hand immediately started to loosen the bandage around her biceps and when she had eased it enough, that it would only take one last pull to reveal the pattern beneath, she lifted her gaze to Godric's face again.
"I thought really hard about this and I'm very pleased with the outcome. I just hope you don't feel offended or something", she muttered and lowered her eyes again, biting on her lip once, before she continued, "It's linking me to you in a way and I never asked you if that was okay with you..."
Only when she felt his gentle fingers closing around her wrist, Laura dared to look up again and was surprised to find a small but honest smile on his lips.
"Just show me already", he mumbled and carefully drew her hand back, tugging the bandage off her arm in the process. She could hear him gasping in surprise, as he laid eyes on the pattern for the first time and her teeth involuntarily trapped her bottom lip once more.
Would he like it? Or would he be furious that she hadn't asked him before she went to the studio?
His face didn't give more than his surprise away, his mouth slightly opened but otherwise withholding every flicker of emotion that could have given her an idea. Her eyes desperately flickered back and forth between his gray-green ones, not daring to avert her gaze for even a second to make sure she wouldn't miss any reaction – if he ever showed one. Only when she felt one of his fingers brushing feather light over the pattern on her shoulder, her glance scurried to her tattoo, silently observing how his digit traced the lines carefully.
"I had planned to get a tattoo for a long time, but hadn't been able to decide on a motive until you told me about yours...", she hesitantly explained, just to bridge the silence between them. It was unsettling her that he hadn't said anything yet, but the fact that he touched the pattern almost fondly couldn't be such a bad sign, could it?
"It's still a bit sore, but it turned out nicely, don't you think?", she commented in a lame attempt of coaxing his opinion out of him and eyed his face closely, still hoping that he'd give something away sooner or later.
She knew it was a bit of a gamble and he could very well loose his temper any moment and point out that she didn't have any right to get such a mark without at least asking him beforehand, but she couldn't stand his silence any longer.
When he lifted his eyes, she couldn't help but hold her breath, as she met his intense gaze again. She still couldn't really be sure how he would respond, but there was a tension between them now, that caused her heart to throb hard enough to feel it in her throat...
"You can never know how much this means to me – thank you, Laura", he whispered and brushed his fingertips absentmindedly over her tattoo again, before he lowered his hand to her hip, covering it with a possessive grip. He had lowered his head, leaning his forehead against hers while he spoke and fanning his breath over her cheeks when he did so.
A relieved sigh escaped her lips, before she felt them curving into a smile. Without another thought she lifted her hands to his face, gently catching it between her palms. Now that she felt like she sort of had the permission to touch him, she just couldn't keep her fingers off him and carefully moved them over his relatively smooth cheeks. She still couldn't really believe she never realized the stubble there before…
"I'm glad you like it – I was really worried you wouldn't...", she mumbled before she slightly tilted her head and brushed her lips over his in a tentative kiss. It didn't even take a second until he opened his mouth and gently nipped on her sensitive skin, before his tongue darted out to trace it in questing movements. Laura couldn't contain a relishing moan when she tasted him again and got lost in their play of lips, teeth and tongues until she needed to catch a breath again.
Godric watched her with a fond smile on his face, while she still panted for air. "You really did not mind that I bit you?", he suddenly asked out of the blue and Laura only blinked perplexed, taking the time to digest the question and prepare an appropriate answer.
"Absolutely not, Godric!", she assured him with a calm but firm voice, "I'm aware that you're a vampire – I was from the beginning of our relationship. Why would I be surprised or even mad about you biting me? On the contrary: I'm glad that you did so! You need some real blood every once in a while – it can't be healthy to only live off this True blood stuff... I just hope it didn't taste strange… I mean I didn't need to take any medication for the past several weeks, but there may still be traces of the painkillers in my blood – I wouldn't know..."
Now it was Godric who blinked almost owlishly at her and even opened and closed his mouth a few times as if he had been about to reply something but thought better of it.
"Are you serious? That is your only concern – if you tasted okay?!", he finally asked incredulously when he had found his voice again and just stared at her in disbelieve while she felt her cheeks burst in flames.
"Yeah…?", she replied meekly and just shrugged before she bit on her lip self-consciously, "It's a valid concern in my opinion..."
Again he blinked baffled at her, but this time he didn't try to form a reply but burst in to laughter instead. Yes, laughter – not mere chuckles nor snickers – almost thundering laughter, and all Laura could do in return of was grinning like a Cheshire cat.
She hadn't only managed to make him smile but downright laugh and though she hadn't the faintest idea how she did that, it made her feel happier than she'd been in a very long time.
When Godric's laughter slowly subsided, his gaze became focussed on her again and his face turned serious again, sooner than she would have liked. She watched as he lifted his hand to her cheek and leant into his touch when he brushed it over her skin down to her jaw and finally to her chin.
"I love you."
His voice was soft but still firm when he stated it and his face didn't show any trace of uncertainty or hesitance, his eyes looking at her with all the longing and emotion she had hoped to find there earlier that night. She felt her mouth twist in a lopsided grin and briefly bit on her lip before she responded.
"I have to admit I already assumed as much, but I'm glad you finally confirmed it", she confessed in a low voice and leant forward to plant a brief kiss to his lips before she continued, "I love you too – and you would have known that already, had you just looked a bit closer at your present!"
Her voice had gotten a slightly chiding edge, but Laura was sure he knew that she wasn't really angry about it by the way she looked at him. She had to admit, she was a bit surprised that he really seemed taken aback by her confession – she had shared one of the most intimate moments of her life with him after all – but he seemed to recover quickly, as his expression turned from baffled to questioning in a matter of seconds.
Still smiling, Laura just sighed and emerged from Godric's loose embrace to stumble towards the painting that still leant innocently against the bookshelf beside the bed. With subtle fingers she fished the letter she had hidden between fabric and frame out of the gap she had stuck it in and handed it without any further ado to the now obviously curious vampire.
She silently made herself comfortable on the bed beside him, while he opened the envelope hurriedly and impatiently produced the letter. As soon as his eyes started to flicker over the written words, Laura leant against his shoulder and let her gaze wander over the page as well.
Dear Godric,
I'm aware that I should be doing this in person, but we've been dancing around each other for so long, that it's hard to just break our familiar habits. And – I admit it – I'm a bit nervous about your reaction as well…
The night we first met, I was singing in the streets of Dallas, unaware of my extraordinary audience. If I recall it right, I broke off as soon as I realized you were there and even were a bit grumpy when you asked me to continue. But when I first laid eyes on your face… I knew I had never seen and would never see anyone nearly as breathtaking as you. Your downright haunted expression, so contradicting your gorgeous appearance – and probably also a bit my immediate fascination for your person – changed my mind and I really sang something else for you that night.
It was 'Bowl Of Oranges' of the band 'Bright Eyes' and I still find it fitting in more than one way. Back then I thought those lyrics may be able to nudge you in the right direction, help you find the strength to appreciate the little things again, that make life beautiful and worth living. Now, every time I listen to this song, I can't help but think of you – not just because it reminds me of this special night, but because somewhere along our way you became my 'painting on the wall, my 'bowl of oranges'.
I've never been really good with words, that's probably why I never tried to write my own songs and stuck to singing songs of people who are or were more skilled than I am.
So I will let someone else help me say what I want to say and ironically it's Conor Oberst – the singer and songwriter of 'Bright Eyes' – who'll help me out again. Maybe I'll be brave enough to sing it to you, when I've overcome my initial shyness, but for now the written words will have to do, I hope you don't mind…
Her mouth curved into a lopsided grin for a moment when she read those lines and before she really took the time to think about it, she heard herself softly singing the lyrics out loud, causing Godric's shoulders to twitch in surprise.
This is the first day of my life.
Swear I was born right in the doorway.
I went out in the rain, suddenly everything changed –
They're spreading blankets on the beach
Yours is the first face that I saw.
I think I was blind before I met you.
Now I don't know where I am,
Don't know where I've been,
But I know where I want to go!
And so I thought I'd let you know
That these things take forever
I especially am slow,
But I realized that I need you
And I wondered if I could come home
Godric shifted his position then, still holding the letter out for her to read (as if she would have needed that) but turning to face her. Laura didn't flinch when he changed his position, nor did she pause her singing for a moment. Her eyes didn't need to read the lyrics and instead watched Godric's reaction closely, feeling her lips turn into a faint smile when she thought of the next lines.
…
This is the first day of my life –
I'm glad I didn't die before I met you,
But, now I don't care, I could go anywhere with you
And I'd probably be happy.
So if you wanna be with me –
With these things there's no telling,
We'll just have to wait and see.
But I'd rather be working for a paycheck,
Than waiting to win the lottery.
Besides, maybe this time it's different,
I mean, I really think you like me…
By the time her voice had faded away, Godric had abandoned the letter, letting it slip to the blanket beneath them, and wrapped his arms around her waist instead. It was a loos embrace, enough to make her feel cared for but still leaving her the option to retreat. But that would have been the last thing she wanted to do in that moment.
Godric's face wasn't even two inches apart from hers, his expression – for once! – blatantly showing how obviously overwhelmed he was. There were even traces of blood rimming his eyes, indicating unshed tears and she had to pull herself together not to start crying on her own. Never before had she seen his eyes look at her with so much emotion and she had troubles to name them all – joy?, gratitude?, a bit of fear?
But there was one that overshadowed all the others and fortunately it wasn't hard to place at all.
"'I love you Godric'", she whispered in response and touched her nose to his in a playful manner, trying to ease some of the tension and heavy emotions between them. "Just in case you hadn't finished reading the letter – that was written there as well", she pointed out with a grin and tapped onto the sheet lying forgotten beside them with a finger.
"Oh it did?", he asked in feigned surprise and tugged the letter from beneath her hand, "I will have to read it once more – I failed to capture that. Or even better – you could read it to me, no?"
His head was slightly tilted to the side and a playful grin played along his lips, while he regarded her with a mischievous glare. Laura couldn't help but chuckle at that suggestion but fetched the letter from his grip nonetheless.
"I see… I should have told you in person in the first place, so it's only fair", she admitted with a shrug and started to read out loud, an almost painful grin plastered on her face.
There were no depressing thoughts about her illness and impeding death lingering in the back of her mind at the moment. For now there were just Godric and her, right then, right there comforting and loving each other.
She could continue worrying about her future tomorrow...
AN: Hey there – thanks so much for all the lovely reviews :) they really motivated me to write a bit faster, especially the skeptical ones, doubting Laura and her reaction ^^ I hope you're not disappointed by how things turned out ;)
Thanks to Reina434, sammiesealface, Pelawen Night, Jmck22, Royal Ember, Crisp Eater, galwidanatitud, TheTruffalo, JamesNorthman96, PursuitOfHappiness00, Arenola, ANON, Guest, Henbird and GiselaWV – you guys are awesome! :)
at Crisp Eater: wow – you really read it in one go o.O respect! That must have taken you a while – really a good thing you're on holiday as well ^^' and I'm sorry you made a mess because of Eric barging in – he's just such a Viking sometimes :D
I have to admit, I'm a bit baffled that you actually complemented me for the sex scene :D I found it really hard to write (I definitely thought it would be easier than it turned out to be) and am not totally satisfied with the outcome, but it's the best it's going to get ^^'. So I'm really very glad you liked it – especially as it is a guy's POV (and I'm a girl).
It's interesting that you found it strange that she wouldn't let him go down on her – I think that's a rather normal reaction if you're a bit self-conscious, never did it before and have absolutely no clue what it'll be like ;) She's still pretty knew to the idea that Godric thinks she's attractive and the farthest she's ever gone before was kissing (as there wasn't really anything touchy-feely about the skinny dipping) – oh, and the massage/bathing in Istanbul of course! But she wasn't really aware of Godric's feelings then, so it doesn't really count... AND she's a woman – she doesn't really think there's anything special down there for him to see, let alone taste, so it may take some time for her to accept that he definitely disagrees there ^^'
I hope you liked how things turned out in this chapter (I hope you read it at all and I don't write to you for nothing ^^') and I can assure you there won't be any misunderstandings between them from now on – at least I don't plan any ;) … I'm really sorry for this cat-and-mouse game btw, but I just couldn't help my love for drama ^^'
I'm surprised you didn't realize why I named myself like that, and though I'm pretty sure you know it now – after reading this chapter – I'll still point out that it's not only a song title (of one of my favorite songs) but also part of an important line in said song ;)
I'm glad you like my writing and this story so far and hope to read more from you soon – maybe as member the next time ;)
… whoa – I really should learn to be brief, sorry for this screed ^^'
at JamesNorthman96: thanks for reviewing again :) I'm glad you liked it and I hope the update didn't take too long for your liking ^^'
at ANON: I'm glad you like the story and I know I tend to overdo it with the miscommunications and drama – I'm sorry for that ^^' Maybe if I've finished the story I'll rewrite it a bit and mitigate it a bit, but I can't promise anything… I hope you liked this chapter though – and I promise there won't be any misunderstandings anymore :)
at Guest: phu – I'm glad you liked the lemon. I hope you're not disappointed how things turned out in this chapter?
I'm not sure when I'll be able to update the next chapter. It will probably be a while before you'll read from me again, I apologize in advance…
I hope you liked the chapter and will leave me some feedback ;) Thanks for reading!
Till the next update
~ Orange