Blaise POV
My muscles froze and suddenly hundreds of questions were present at the forefront of my mind. Looking up through the cloudy cover of watery eyes and dust I saw a mass of mousey brown hair bobbing along to the rhythm of the tropical sea I had been a part of before. Within seconds and without having any conversation with this stranger I already knew the biggest thing about him.. he was beautiful. Not in a mushy girly way, but the way the light hit his face and reflected off his cheekbones and the way his strong physique pushed past his tight fitting white top showed a beauty I'd never seen before. For an unknown reason I had a gut feeling that he was mine.
I didn't think he had noticed my awakening yet and I didn't know whether to get his attention, or play it safe and stare at his perfect face some more. The starring at his face idea was winning until he read my mind and looked down at me instantly, no panic in his face just calm as if he'd known I'd been awake the whole time.
The pace slowed and then stopped. He slowly lowered me down and my feet met the ground, his eyes never leaving mine. He kept a reassuring grasp on my wrist, which was nice, in case I passed out again. I felt dizzy with questions and blurred memories of pain. The boy, or I could have said man because he had the body for one, suddenly remembered his role.
"My name's Kalen. Please don't be afraid." The sound from his mouth was nothing like I would have ever expected. His voice floated around me like tweeting birds in the breeze or the delicate chiming of bells from a distant church. And why the thought I'd be afraid of him, I had no idea. I didn't even know him and I felt like I was protected, I knew nothing could get me.