Author's Note: I am incredibly sorry for the lack of update on both of my stories. I am having a case of writer's block. Anyway, thanks for reading! Please, leave a review. It means so much to get your feedback! Enjoy!
We kissed, the magic was there. I was sure we both felt it. She was everything I had ever wanted and more. She was in my head while I was asleep and awake. 24/7, that girl had me completely and utterly…
"Mr. Bracken?" Mr. Collins, my public speaking professor asked.
"Yes?"
"Are you still with us or is there somewhere else you need to be?"
"No, Sir. I apologize. It won't happen again."
Yes, it would.
Mr. Collins dismissed class and I walked out of the building and down the sidewalk towards the center of the campus. My phone rang halfway there.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Jasper, it's Alexis." Her angelic voice answered over the line.
"Alexis, hi."
"Uh…I know that we just saw each other last night but, I was wondering if maybe you could meet me at the precinct and we could go get lunch or something?"
"Uh, yeah. Where is it?"
"The twelfth precinct, fourth floor, morgue."
"I'll be there soon." I said hanging up.
I hailed a cab and was at the precinct in a few minutes, my mind racing with the possibilities as to why she wanted to have lunch with me. Did she feel the same? Taking the elevator up to the fourth floor and walking down the corridor, I found myself anxiously trying to shake the nerves at the doors of the morgue. Deep breaths calmed it a bit and I pushed the doors open.
"Alexis?" I yelled across the morgue. Cold hands covered my eyes.
"Hey." Her hot breath came across my ear in a whisper.
I turned around and she was looking up at me with those twinkling, blue eyes.
"You ready?"
"I actually have one more thing to do before we go." She said suggestively.
I smiled, "And what would that be?"
"This." She put a hand on my chest and pushed me against the door of the morgue. Reaching up she grabbed my face and crashed her lips onto mine. My hands found her waist and firmly grasped her hips. She partially opened her lips, letting a moan slip from her lips, and I took advantage of this. Our tongues did a dance, dueling for dominance. She pulled away before things escalated even further.
"I have been wanting to do that all day." She said breathless. "Last night you left me with that amazing kiss and I wanted to feel those fireworks again."
"You felt it to?"
"Yea, I did." She looked down, blushing and she reached out and entwined her fingers with mine. "I'm ready now."
We walked down the street in the September heat. Holding hands and talking about whatever we could think of. It seemed normal for us. No normal was not the word. Natural was. It seemed natural for us.
Yea, natural.