| I was stunned to say the least."You're serious." "Just say the word and we're outta here,"he smiled. "You know they'll probably follow." "That's why I have security,"he nodded toward the large man."We can go now if you don't mind backtracking through this place a little." "Lead the way." Soon he was drawing me through a maze of hallways that cut us off from the incessant ringing and chiming of bells; and my friends. We eventually arrived at the door to his room. "He's not coming in with us is he?"I whispered as the giant of a man unlocked the door. He snickered as though I had made a joke."No." "Why not?"I returned. He was stunned at my response now. Wasn't I supposed to be weakening at the knees and all that good junk because of whom he was? I thought so too but to be quite honest, the thought of being alone with this man still frightened me a great deal. It was fear. That is what he had seen in this stranger. It wasn't a great fear. Just a fear of perhaps being the woman she really was." I don't frighten you do I?" "Just of what you make me feel,"I returned. "All clear,"the man said interrupting our conversation. "Shall we?"He offered. I'd made it this far. I entered the room as he followed. I searched for a reason to leave but none came to me. What was I really afraid of? I was afraid of myself. Afraid I might say something stupid and he'd ask me to leave. That was foolish though. He invited me to come with him. I toured the room unaware that his eyes had never once left me before I turned to him sitting on the edge of the bed. Damn that bed could sleep twenty I thought to myself as I once again timidly approached him. "You are finished. Correct?"he inquired. "Of course. I'm sorry." "You keep apologizing. " "It's a nervous habit of mine. Besides you invited me on this little journey." "As a matter of fact I did and I still don't know your name." "My name is Lynn and why did you bring me up here anyway?" "Honestly?" "Yes." "To prove a point to you,"he stood to meet her crystal blue gaze. "And what would that be?" "To prove to you that you're braver than you think you are." "Whatever,"I dismissed him as I walked toward the door. My hand was on the doorknob when I felt his over it."What are you ,"I lost my voice as I turned to find his sparkling gaze directly with mine. This is the closest he'd been to me since we met nearly a half an hour ago. "This is my point. You really don't know me from Adam. You came with me no questions asked. Why?" "Why?" |
| "You must have had a reason for coming up here." "What about you? Why'd you ask me up here?" "You interested me,"he said and turned away knowing I'd follow. "I interested you?" He turned back to me."You're afraid of yourself." "I'm afraid of myself?" "You're afraid to be a woman "I'm afraid of being a woman?"she interrupted. "You didn't let me finish. You are afraid of being a woman that is desired. You've had one too many broken hearts and you don't trust yourself to just let go." This guy read me like a book. How did he know I had trust issues? Maybe it was too readily visible for the world to see. I couldn't dismiss his observation because the facts were there. One too many broken hearts. The story of my life. But what did he have to do with it?"Say you're right. What do you get out of it?" "The pleasure of your company." "Now we get to the bottom of it." "It's not what you're thinking. I just didn't want to be in the midst of all the noise tonight. We can sit and watch movies, talk, whatever you want,"he took my hand. I had trouble concentrating on the fact that he didn't bring me up here for a quick romp. Should I be offended that he didn't find me attractive enough for that to be the only reason I was here with him? For the first time in my life I believe I was. Most men were never honest behind their reasoning. Why push it though? My friends are gonna be jealous enough as it is. His touch was driving me crazy. The electricity coursing throughout my body by it wasn't helping matters either. What do I do now?"I don't know if I should be offended,"finally finding my voice. "Why should you be offended?" |
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