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Astronomy Of The Wicked Sky; James/OC
Topic Started: Nov 2 2010, 01:46 AM (2,210 Views)
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Hehehe, she was being a tease without even knowing it. :giggle And James was being a perv and just letting her be. :biggrin
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Do you need something for the pain?” I looked at my work and moved my eyes to James' face. His Cheshire cat smile was playing on his lips.

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I bet I know what was in his mind... ;)

Poor James. But he's got someone to take care of him. Maybe he'll be soon getting that "pain medicine" he really wants... :biggrin
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I'm soooo sorry for the delay...drinking and all... damned Christmas parties..

Okay, here is more! Hope you still interested.





(James' POV)


“That's just mean! I'm here hurting and you deprive me of my pain medication!” I whined with a deliberately sad tone, but she didn't move. “Andromeda... can I at the very least see your face?”

“Please don't call me that... I hate my name...” She sighed, slowly pulled her head out and looked at me with her big blue eyes. Oh God, she looks like a scarred child. And here I am with my sex-hinted jokes...

“What do you want me to call you? I can't go back to Alice, that was the name of the girl that I thought I knew...”

“Just call me Andy... James, I'm sorry I had to lie to you... I couldn't tell you the truth... and I'm sorry I came here into these mountains, I'm sorry I brought this hell with me... I'm sorry you got hurt, because of me... I never wanted to put you in the middle of this... I... I need to go...” Her eyes swept over the clothes on the floor. I stood up on my knees and moved closer to her, my hands reached to her cover.

“Andy... you can't keep running away from me all the time... come here...” My lips enclosed hers, but she lowered her head.

“James... I can't... I need to be away from you, I don't want to make it more... complicated... I'm... I'm not free...” She moved back, pulling the blanket closer.

“Please don't push me away... I promise, nothing is going to happen, not if you don't want to, we'll just talk or just sleep.” I can do that, just talk and sleep. I can, she went through a lot today, she needs some rest. Besides, I wasn't exactly the knight in the shiny armor... all I did is slide down on my ass to the garage and left her face to face with killers. Yeah, no reward for that.

“Trust me, just lay by my side... that's all I ask for.” I pulled her back to me.

“I trust you... but... I don't trust myself... I need to... I can't think clear with you so close... and me so exposed... I can't stay here in the same bed with you! If you give me some clothes... I'll just go back to my place and...” She pulled away and looked down.

“You're not going anywhere. The window in your cabin is broken, you'll stay here, I'll go and sleep on the couch.” I stood up and pulled my flannel shirt off the chair. “Here, you can wear this, to make you feel less... exposed.”

“James... please understand...”

“Don't think about that, okay, just get some sleep.”

I pulled a sweat shirt on and made my way to the door. Failed. She pushed me away once again. Do I understand why? Hell no. As soon as my hand turned the door handle I heard her voice.

“James... I just... please understand, this is not because I don't like you... I... I do... this is... I must have a clear mind, I can't be all... I can't let you too close... I need to leave, I need to, I... I'm not rejecting you... I just can't let you in... I'm on the run, and sooner or later he'll find me again and when he does... I have to be alone. I can't let him hurt you, I can't let you be a part of it, I won't put your life in danger, because I like you... and because I'm drawn to you... and... James, I just can't. I'm a walking target and everyone standing too close is in the line of fire.” She had already put my shirt on and was gazing into my eyes.

“I'll be in the living room if you need anything... ”

“James... please... tell me you understand me.”

“I don't... good night.” I opened the door, made my way to the living room, and dropped on the couch. Hetfield, you're a horse's ass... she pushed you away to protect you and you just left her there alone... with that hurtful 'I don't understand you'... Fuck!




(Andy's POV)


I hurt him... once again I hurt him... I'm a bitch. God... why does it have to be this way? Because what happened today proves that I can't think clearly with him so close. My brain short circuited, I got so scared that those guys would shoot him... that I pulled the trigger... I killed two people, to protect him. If I was alone, I would have just let them drive away... I knew they were there just to scare me off from my hiding, I knew that my life wasn't in any danger... He doesn't have to know that, it would hurt his ego even more. Fuck...

I pulled the blanket closer and wiped my tears away. Maybe I should go and try to explain... make him understand? No... it's better that way. Leave it. Just sleep, then go back to your cabin, fix that damned window, and get back into your work. Close your heart... put him out of your mind! I hope the rangers will come fast and clear the road, so I can just drive away... shit. I completely forgot that I have no car, that means I have to ask James for help... fuck!

Okay, think work... so what do we have? I gave up my phone for nothing, my trick of luring Raven away didn't work. I could've used that phone... I'm sure by now Mike has found and disabled the transmitter that was hidden somewhere in that dog's collar. I wonder what he did to make Ron do that... doesn't matter, he sold me, for what ever it was, he sold me. My life means less to him than what ever it was Raven threatened to take.

I'm stuck here in this Wonderland with the avalanche covering the road. Raven's probably in the town, waiting for me to pass by on my way out. Wait... if he drives here and figures out what the problem is... I need to get back to my cabin. Just in case Raven comes here, I need to be alone, I need for him to think that James is just my neighbor, nothing more. Just a neighbor... just an innocent bystander... and he doesn't mean anything to me, nothing... and he doesn't need to know that I.... fell for him... no one needs to know that.



(James' POV)


What am I supposed to do now? Just forget about her, let her be, let her leave, out of this place, out of your life, out of your mind! I can't believe I liked her... she is from a completely different life! She's a fucking FBI officer.. with a gun... with a criminal looking for her.. so out of your normal routine life worries. So out of my league.. Fuck my life.

I sat up and felt a light burning on my side, my hand slid over the wound. My mind brought up a part of Andromeda's story, the part when she told me how Raven works, and I felt a flush of heat running through my body. Wait... She knew they weren't there to kill her... she knew they were just trying to scare her off... she killed them because she was protecting me. Shit...

Ohhh, this is soo much better! It's not enough I was worthless during that hit, she had to take someone's life to save mine. Fucking perfect! And as a thank you, I just got all mad at her... me and my bruised ego. Oh no, the girl rejected me... fucking end of the world... idiot. I should go back there and... no... she's probably sleeping... I'll leave it till morning. The road is blocked, I have a few days to try and.... and what? Try and... make her change her mind. I can protect her, I can take her with me and hire bodyguards. I won't let her leave, I won't let her face this Raven alone. I can't let her do that... she can push me away all she wants... but I'm not giving up. I think I... I love her. Oh crap...


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Ohh, thanks Olya, for the update. :eager :drool
I needed this. I've had a stressful weekend and this week isn't going to make things any less stressful.
I love to relax with a great fic like this one.

Damn, that Andy has some willpower... to make him sleep on the couch. :o :P
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Aw, misunderstandings everywhere... And the resulting angst.... Intorspection and gradual reaching of the final, inevitable conclusion, the resulting sweet confusion...LOVING IT!!!!

You're probably irritated by now with me saying that it is perfect but I don't care, it's perfect!!!! :eager

It will be just great to watch them struggling with newly found feelings for each other, while being isolated and thus forced to turn to each other and depend on each other more than they would want to at this point. They'll have to talk and get to know each other more. She's so strong-willed and self-controlled, I think they will need some alcohol in the process :lol

I especially like this subtle twist where James is not the protector. Rather it's Andy with her gun. And boy, she killed for him!!!! What other ego booster do you need James?! Oh, but of course, he's just a man... can't see the woods from the tree... Obviously, he'll get there, he started realizing he was an ass. Slowly, he will get there.

But wait, the night is not over yet. I wonder if he'll go in there despite himself? Will she pretend to be asleep? Will they both just fall asleep due to excitements and exhaustion? Still, the window needs fixing, the wound needs dressing (right? I'm asking the expert here :))

fortunately, I'll be busy making cookies and cakes, otherwise I don't know what I would do while waiting for the update!
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Bo said it. I'm worn out but, darn was thinking about James all semi-topless a recovery rush. Ding dooong!
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Thanks Girls!!!
Woohooo! Torr is back!!!



More.



(Andy's POV)


After sleeplessly tossing and turning for hours with my mind working at full, I finally sat up in the bed and looked at the window. In the hazy morning light, I saw that the snow stated to fall again. I pulled my legs to my chest and let my hands ran to my upper arms and slide to the shoulders, the soft fabric of the flannel shirt under my fingers bringing thoughts of James. I breathed in his smell and lowered my face to my shoulder.

My mind went back to when I was in his arms earlier, how protected and peaceful I felt, and my eyes teared up once more. In sudden urge to be closer to him, to not feel alone, I carefully made my way to the living room. My eyes stopped on the couch and I felt my heart skip and beat faster. James was snoring peacefully, the soft glow and flickers of the fire from the fireplace dancing on his skin, one arm hanging off to the side and the other over his head.

Fuck everything, I want to be with him! I want that feeling of being safe. God, I want that... I can let him close... I don't want to be alone... I'm so scared, I need him... I tiptoed closer with a minute weakness, reaching for his shoulder. He turned in his sleep, the blanket sliding off him and my eyes following the fabric, stopping on the white corner of the bandage, which was sticking out from under his raised sweatshirt. I felt like someone dumped a bucket of cold water over me, and my mind snapped back to reality. I pulled my hand back. No... Andy, you can't put him in danger... just go. I turned and quietly made my way back to the bedroom.

With a bleeding heart I took James' shirt off and hung it on the back of the chair, gathering and pulling on my still damped clothes on before picking up my gun. There is nothing in this world I want more than stay here... but I can't. I have to go and take the danger with me, away from him... I have to. I stepped out of the cabin, carefully closing the door and breathing in. My body shivered when the sharp, unforgiving cold air blazed through my throat and filled my chest. Alone... I have to be alone.

I payed no attention to the surroundings, my eyes clouded with the tears as I drugged myself into my house. I shut the door behind me and slid to the floor, breaking down and letting my tears fall free. I don't know how long I was sitting there, but when my body felt drained and the tears had finally stopped, I pulled myself up. Time to get a grip. I need to fix that window, I need a bath, dry clothes and I need to think.

I started the fireplace, found a piece of tarp in the basement and, with some duct tape, fastened it around the window. Walking and working like a robot, with my mind going over the possible plans as I filled the bath tub. It was only after I lowered myself in the hot water my thoughts went back to James. He's probably up by now... he didn't came looking for me... didn't come to offer to fix the window, that means, he's still angry at me. Let it be...

I lowered my head under the water to rinse the shampoo off my hair and sat up, resting my back against the side. My eyes trailed to the neighboring house and I saw smoke coming from the chimney, raising up in the still and quiet morning air. Let him be... you have to be alone. This is for the best, for everyone. I lowered my head to the side of the bathtub and closed my eyes. Raven, you have no idea just how much I hate you right now... and when you find me--

The loud bang of a shot blazed straight into my brain, bringing my heart to a sudden stop. I jumped up with a gasp. James! A second shot echoed in the mountains, sending my heart pumping one thought in my temples. Oh, no... no... I grabbed the bathrobe on my way to the kitchen. With adrenalin rush shaking my wet hands, I pulled the bullet case open and they spilled out of the box and all over the counter and kitchen floor. Shit!

Faster, I need to move faster! He's here, and he's killing James right this minute... two shots... one too many... maybe he missed, Oh God please make him miss... My fingers frantically loaded the gun chamber, and pulled the safety off, darting outside, without caring if there was someone aiming at me. All I could think of was the need to make it to James' house before it was too late! What if those guys from last night survived? I should've checked for for trails or foot prints in the morning, I should've never left him unprotected! How could I be so stupid! If he's dead... My bare feet stepped on red snow and I gasped, feeling my heart dive down. No...

With a pulse pounding heavily in my head, I followed the lines of blood on the snow. It looked like someone dragged the body to the shed at the back of the cabin. Barely moving my suddenly numb legs, I walked to the half closed door, holding my gun in my tightly clenched fingers in front of me. I swallowed, placing my finger on the trigger and pushing the door open.



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It might be just James who shot himself (and for his woman) a breakfast. ^_^
At least I hope it is so... :unsure:

Thanks for the update.
I'm still admiring Andy's willpower...
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I'm with Kimmy, he's hunting. Right? *biting nails* Right? Right? Right?

You captured Andy's feelings and actions so well in this update that I was in pain too! I totally felt her urge to feel protected and loved. And I hated her so much for all the hours she spent in his flannel shirt!!!! I want to do that!!!! :thorv:

Her hesitation in the living room was just breathtaking. I read that scene a couple of times. I could not get enough of the sight of James sleeping peacefully on the couch, I imagined the warmth, the scent, his barren chest rising and falling slowly...

Khm, where was I? Yeah, and in the middle of that beautiful scene, there she is, hesitating, her resolve slowly abating, replaced by another firm decision to protect him. Ah, I just melted! And when she broke down in tears in her cabin I felt for her deeply. I enjoy the angst moments so much!
The contrast between her outer fierceness, reflected in her choice of profession among other things, and her inner, vulnerable, lonely self makes me love her character. I admire her resolve even when she's painfully in need of being with him. Andy's a strong woman of character. I love her for it. And I think that is why James is into her. She's just so different from all other women he came in contact with.

And finally, she assumes the role of the protector again. She's terrified, but still running out of the house, barefoot, clenching her gun, ready to protect him. Well, if that does not warm him to her, (because he just can't be hurt, can he *biting nails again*), in addition to the fact that she's not wearing anything under that robe...

So, what happens next? Will he keep his "I'm so indifferent" attitude and just laugh at her and blow her off? Will he be flattered but decide to pretend to still be angry and offended? Will he just take her right there and then? Will she feel foolish about the situation and run away once again? Will she play the "bitch" card? Or will she maybe give in finally? :eager :nutter
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@Kimmi. Thanks! I hope to post the next part before new year!
Friday the latest!

@Bo. OMG woman... you comments always make me feel all fuzzy inside...lol

AND TO BOTH.
NOT TELLING.
STOP READING MY MIND!!!
YOU HAVE TO WAIT TILL THURSDAY OR FRIDAY! :biggrin

Love you girls!
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Okay, I have the first part of it.

Hope you like it... mind readers...

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(James' POV)


I wasn't planning on hunting, it just happened. I was outside with my rifle in my hands, making sure it was loaded, so the next time I could be more useful. The stupid deer jumped out of the bushes, and on the instinct, I pulled the trigger. It jumped up and dropped on its side seizing in agony and I had to put it down with another shot. I dragged the body into the back shed to deal with it later, after I went and helped Andy to fix her window. I decided not to give up. I just couldn't... knowing now, that it was so much more, than just a physical attraction, realizing last night that I fell for her... It changed everything.

I quickly rinsed my hands and stepped back outside. I saw Andy sliding down on the door of the shed and dropping on her knees in the snow. She was wearing only a thin silky bathrobe, and her wet curls were spread over her shoulders, black metal of the gun in her hand, and terrified look on her face. Oh fuck! I didn't think I would scare her when I shot this damned deer! Shit! I ran to her and pulled her up.

“Andy! I'm sorry... that deer just jumped out and I didn't think before I pulled the trigger... I'm so sorry I scared you...”

I pulled her close and felt her shaking in my hands as she let go of her gun, letting it drop into the snow. Once again she's wet, cold, and scared in my arms... and this time, I'm not letting her go.

“A deer? You shot a fucking deer? Do you have any idea what I thought when I heard the shots?!? I thought he was here... I thought he was killing you! I thought I'd lost you!” She screamed at me, hitting my chest with closed fists. She came running to save me... she didn't take time to think or dress or even put her boots on... she didn't think of the danger... all she thought was me...

“I'm sorry, I'm okay... Andy...”

“I don't want to lose you...” Her voice quivered and her hands relaxed on my chest, her tear-filled eyes gazing into mine and her lips gasping inches away. “I can't lose you.... James... I... I...”

“I know... me too...” I whispered, my lips closing in on her's as I pulled her to me. Shivers took my body when our lips met, she paused for a second before surrendering into my will. Her hands moved slowly, traveling up and wrapping around my neck and I felt strong, breathtaking warmth washing over me.

I released a soft growl, sliding my hands on her back and feeling her naked body under the silk of the robe. My mind clouded with sudden need to rip that fabric off, to feel her flesh, to be closer, to melt together, but she slowly let go of my lips and pulled back.

“James... I need...” I didn't let her finish, fearing that the next words, her usual 'I need to go' will slip off her lips, breaking this moment of connection between us.

“I'm not letting you to push me away... not now, not ever... you're not alone... you're... mine.” I whispered, sliding my fingers over her cheek.

“I need you...” She answered with a soft moan and pressed to me.

Mine... I picked her up in my arms, made my way to my bedroom, and lowered her on the bed. I let go of her only to get rid of my jacket and a tee shirt, in a hurry to came back and melt into her lips. My hands slid her robe off her shoulders, making their way to her breasts and as soon as I reached them, she arched under me, making me growl again in overwhelming need.

Her hands pressed me tighter, then slowly slid down my back and make their way to the the closure on my jeans. Her eyes gazed into mine and I quickly got rid of my pants, coming back on top of her, dazed, shaking, and burning with desire. Her hands move smoothly across my chest igniting my senses. I breathed out and eased myself between her parted legs, she exhaled, gripping at my waist and pulling me into her, I thrust deep inside of her warmth, feeling the wave of spellbinding liquid fireworks bursting inside my body, highlighting their way up and taking over my mind.

Our bodies became one, our breathing came in a gasps of pleasure, and with every plunge I drove deeper, chased by the wave of passion. She panted my name, pulling me closer and making me moan hers as an answer. Our lips found each other and locked in hunger. And then... I couldn't wait any longer, I couldn't hold on any longer, I needed to move faster and higher and further and I don't know where... somewhere I had never been before...

Hot, red tunnel surrounded us, swallowing our bodies and our minds, making it hard to breath. The tunnel where you can only survive together, with each other, in each other, holding each other close, dissolving without words, without thoughts. The tunnel striped all that was not connected to this moment, dismissed all fears, dispersed all we did and what we were before.

Then, everything came to a peak, her blood spilled into my veins and fizzed up, mixing with mine, raising a blissful foam. The walls of the tunnel slowly render away, leaving palpable, glowing, breathable dust, that filled our lungs and made us cry out in ecstasy, dissolving in our hearts and joining them forever.

I fell on top of Andy, covering her face with kisses and trying to catch my breath. She tangled her fingers in my hair, breathing in fast gasps. I turned onto my back pulling her with me, unwilling to let her go, and she buried her face in my neck. No words needed to be said, no words would describe the feeling of this moment and we both knew that.




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Wow... :drool :sex :sex :sex
Fucking wow ! :drool
That's all...

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Olya, I'm speechless! I am so excited by this development and the turn in your style I don't know where to start :eager

First of all, James is just... just... I can only sigh!!! He's everything!!! Incredibly manly at start (though I despise hunting for sports, but with him I just abandon all my principles...), so sweet when he takes a loaded gun "to be useful this time", that hint of feeling inadequate, a small indication of a hurt male ego somewhere deep inside, then you make me fall for him totally (as if I haven't already) by that resolute "this time I will not let her go". And THEN you totally destroy me by the "you're... mine" moment.

And Andy, how I love her character! Her moment of anger bordering with hysteria when she realizes he's ok is funny and endearing at the same time. She's so multi-layered, I love it. She's tough and brave and the next moment she just gives in and tells him, and when you think about it, it takes courage too, to open yourself up that way to someone. I like her bravery.

And then that scene!!!! It's the best thing you have written to date! It is so beautiful and sensual and honest! The shift you made from the standard erotic/porn/explicit stuff is great. It's actually a real proof that sometimes you don't have to "draw" everything. What is not said had the biggest strength. And the emotional element is just overwhelming. It just got me to a whole different level. I could picture the entire thing, from the beginning to the end by just following James' feeling of the whole thing! I enjoyed it immensely. It was honest and deep and at the same time very hot.

I can't wait for the "after" moment. I wonder how they will react. they shared a very intense moment there, not just physically but even more so emotionally. They obviously have the chemistry and connection but then again they know so very little about each other. That might open the door for some interesting developments. It's ok while they're isolated in the middle of nowhere, alone and focused only on each other. But what happens when the real life makes a wake up call? will there be fears, misunderstandings, concerns? Excitement grows by the minute...
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OMG... girls.. thank you, thank you so much!
I was worried about that scene, worried that it would be not enough, I felt it, but to try and write it.. is whole different story.
I'm glad you like it!
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Well, here is part two to the previous one.
Enjoy!
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(Andy's POV)


I don't know how long I laid on top of James with my mind hazed, absolutely disarmed, and dismembered in absolute bliss. But when my brain got the slight ability to think again, the first thought it fished out was that in twenty-nine years of my life, I never knew it was possible to feel like that... that This could be so... I tried to search for the right word and settled on a flat 'Perfect', not finding any other words that would describe what I felt. His chest was rising and falling with his breathing, carrying me on the waves of... Perfect. His neck, right in front of my eyes was... Perfect. His hands around me, holding me close, encasing me in… Perfect.

I slid off to let him breath freely and nestled to his side, feeling his arms pull me closer. My eyes traveled over his shoulders and the small red mark on his skin made me smile. Did I bite him? When did I do that? He raised himself, propping his head on his hand and watching me. His other hand moved to up my hip over my stomach, his fingers dancing over the old appendicitis scar, and I smiled again. Is this me? Laying here in the day light like this, exposed... shameless... I never did that. I was always self-conscious of that scar... of my body, always shy, and now... all that changed.

Everything that was before melted somewhere, dissolving out of existence until all that was left was us. Me and him, his heart beating so close to mine, his hands moving over my skin, leaving tingling traces of warmth. No words were needed... just bare feelings. And everything fell into place and made sense. I knew why I had to come here to this Wonderland, to meet him, to fall in love... it was just meant to be. We're meant to be... all of it... even Raven chasing me... Raven! A cold flush ran through my body and I felt my heart jump and beat faster. When James felt the change in my state, he raised himself above me, gazing into my eyes.

“You're safe... I'm here and you'll never be alone anymore. We're here until the road gets cleared, then you're coming with me.” He smiled and lowered his lips to mine.

“James...” I tied to protest, but his kiss melted me to his will, once more, diffusing my thoughts. And I found myself wishing that the road would never be cleared... that we would stay forever in this Wonderland... He pulled away and whispered.

“Andromeda, promise me you're going with me.” His face turned serious.

“Please stop calling me that... I told you, I hate my full name...” I can't promise that, because I know that I can't do that...

“Too bad, I kind of like it... it's so unusual and so--” He smiled.

“Weird.” I finished for him.

“No, I was going to say rare.”

“I never liked it, I always wanted to change it, I wanted to change a few things... but then I thought... if I change everything I don't like about myself... it wouldn't be me... you know...” I traced my finger along his face and he caught it.

“There's something else you don't like?” His lips landed on the palm of my hand.

“I always wanted to be a brunette, with straight hair.” I started.

“No, I love your blonde curls!” He twirled a strand of my hair around his finger.

“And I always wanted a...” I continued without thinking, but stop when my mind caught up with my tongue.

“What?” He quirked his eyebrow at me.

“Nothing...” I felt my cheeks flush.

“Oh no, you're blushing! You have to tell me now!” He pulled himself on top of me.

“No!” I tried to push him off, laughing.

“Oh, come on!” He pulled my arms up and tugged on my lower lip with his teeth.

“No!” I tried to turn my face, giggling.

“Tell, or I'll tickle you.” His hands moved to my sides.

“No! Please, no tickling!”

“Tell!” His fingers moved on my skin and I wiggled under him.

“I always wanted to get a surgery to get... smaller breasts...” I whispered with a shy smile.

“Oh, hell no! Never! They're amazing... beautiful... perfect... don't you ever think about that again!” He moved down, pushed my breasts together and sucked one of the nipples in his mouth. A wave of heat shook my body and I moaned softly. He moved to the other nipple and I arched my back, pressing to him. Oh...God... he drives me crazy... He pulled back under my light protest and looked into my eyes.

“Andy... you trying to change the main subject. Promise me you'll go with me.”

“James...” I started, but he didn't let me continue.

“I can buy you an armored car, a bulletproof vest, and hire a platoon of bodyguards... he will never be able to get close to you. Or we can fly to the other side of the world on my jet. Andy... please let me protect you.”

Wait... what? I don't know anything about him... I was so busy, so self-absorbed... how did I let it happened? Does my brain go completely a-wall when I'm around him? Have I misread him?

“You have a jet? That just proves it... I can't think with you so close... I never asked you what you do... You're not a simple hunter are you?” My eyes stopped on his necklace... two dice... a gambler?

“Um... not exactly... I have another job... another life.”

“So what do you do in your other life?” My eyes traveled to James' shoulder and stopped on his tattoo. Four cards... flames... Carpe Diem... translation from Latin... Seize The Day... oh fuck... he's a gambler.

“I write music...” His answer made me breathe out in relief.

“I like music, wait... what kind of music?”

“What kind of music do you listen to?” He smiled, answering with a question.

“Classical... maybe some jazz now and then... I like instrumental music, you know, so it doesn't interfere with my thoughts. So... what kind of music do you write?”

“Um... not that kind. A bit heavier, angrier... and hopefully one that makes people think.”

“Makes people think about what?”

“About life, death, anger, facing your demons... hard and heavy metal.”

“Metal? You're in the metal band? As in... a rockstar? Oh my... God...” My voice dropped down to a whisper. A rockstar... oh crap...

“What?”

“I just... Oh, my God... Do you mean to say that I just... slept with a rockstar? With a fucking rockstar? All that heavy music, drugs and drinking parties until the morning, flocks of girls following you, flashing you with their tits and ready to jump in your bed at the drop of the hat? A rockstar... oh fuck...” He grinned at me with a wicked smile and I slapped myself on the forehead with the realization of just how different we were.

“If you tell me now, that on top of all that you're married or have a girlfriend... I'll just go and shoot myself.”

“I'm not married... but... I do have a girlfriend... “ He smiled.

“Oh, goddammit... where is my gun?” I pushed him off and tried to sit up, but he pulled me back.

“... and she has a beautiful name... “ His lips slid into a Cheshire cat smirk.

“It was nice knowing you.” I raised up, but his hands pulled me down, his eyes gazed into mine.

“Her name is Andromeda...”

I exhaled and eased against his lips, while his arms encircled me, and I melted back into the bliss of... Perfect.


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