DARKER DESIRES
chapter 6: Unannounced
Jessica’s P.O.V
I could see the sunshine glaring into my face behind my eyelids. I slowly opened them squinting at the bright, glow falling a spotlight over my bed. I slowly eased myself out of bed and started my way down the hall. The house was very quiet and still like nobody was here.
I leaned over the balcony “Mom?” my voice echoed through the house but I didn’t get a response. Maybe she’s watching TV, she sometimes get carried away with that hobby. I shrug my shoulder and waltz on down stairs; I could already smell the aroma of eggs and bacon making my stomach growl louder.
I walked into the kitchen being oblivious to everything. “Oh that smells amazing, I’m starving” I walk over to the bar stool and eased my way in, squirming at my skin coming in contact with the cold furniture.
My eyes scan the table for something to drink; I was really thirsty for some reason. I grabbed the orange juice and took a big gulp, the cold crisp fresh substance messaged my tongue before escaping to my throat, but that still wasn’t enough. The refrigerator closed and i gagged up the juice; causing it to wash up all over the table.
I hurry and slam the cup down in anger. “Why the…how did you get in?”
Harry gave me a side smile before throwing the hand towel over his shoulder. I was irritated by his unannounced show ups. “I have my ways”
I roll my eyes and get up from the table, I grab a napkin and began cleaning up my regurgitated drink. I switch my voice from loud to whisper “You can’t just show up in somebodies house, what if my mom sees you?”.
“Hello sweetie” I tense up as my mom roll in, trying to put an earring into her ear. She comes and rubs my back, not even acknowledging Harry cooking. “H-hey mom”
“I hope you don’t mind but I let your friend inside the house” She went over to the coffee pot and started filling up her cup. “Thanks for that Mrs. Collins” Harry turns around and give her a nod. She gives him a wink before joining her eyes back to me. “Mom! Can I have a little word with you…..in the hallway?” She drops her cup as I grab her arm and pull her into the silent, isolated hallway. “Mom, why would you let him in?”
“What’s wrong sweetie, he’s nice and very, very cute” She nudged me in the shoulder. I shrugged my shoulders; I had to admit he is cute. We both peered into the kitchen, to see Harry dicing up some onions the way his hand skillfully stroked the knife every time he cut was distracting.
“Mom, that’s not the point….can you next time, like not let him in” I scratched my head aguishly. “Okay sweetie” she kissed me on the forehead. Then returned to the kitchen, she retrieved her cup really quick and headed for the doors. “It was nice meeting you Harry” she waved momentarily. “You too Mrs. Collins” mom winked at me then scurried out the door.
Great, now she’s met Harry and is totally going to terrorize me about him. I slump my chin into my hands as I watched him slowly trickle the onions into the pot with the bacon. “Your mum’s nice” he quickly washes his hand, and then dries them on the hand towel.
I didn’t respond, I just sat there staring at the way his torso captivate his shirt. “Why are you here?” he turns and leans up against the counter, supporting his weight with his hands. “Well love, I just wanted to cook for ya?”
He strolls over to the island table, just a table length away. “You know I can cook for myself” He comes off around the table to join his position right in front of me. “Maybe I like cooking for you, I like taking care of you” He reeled his lips in, but I quickly got up from my seat and round him. I could hear him chuckle slowly.
“Fine, I already kissed you. That can last me…” He walked over to me as I stood up against the refrigerator. His mouth joined with my ear “For an hour or a day” My instinct told me to push him away, so I did. “Um…okay!” I slipped off under his intense love stare and wandered back over to my seat. He wandered back over to the stove. He turned everything off, flipped the eggs into the plate and slid on the bacons.
He handed it to me and my mouth already started to water. I began my way in, but quickly stopped when I realize that I was the only one eating. “Aren’t you going to eat?” I asked curiously. He quickly bit his lip and wiped his hand threw his hair. “No I’m full, I just want to watch you eat” I linger my stare for a minute. I went back to eating but felt weird chewing, knowing that someone is staring.
After I was done eating, Harry washed the plates and put it back in the cabinet. “Where did you learn to be so mannered?” I said. He quickly smiled, but then it faded away. Was he thinking of a childhood memory? He slowly rubbed his lips, getting lost in his thoughts. He quickly dropped his hand and stared at me “Myself, taught myself love”
He wondered over to the kitchen table, standing at table lengths away again. “Didn’t you learn some from your mom?” His face went cold, and dark. The Harry I knew was gone, when he looked at me again his eyes burned with abandonment. “I don’t have a mum” I could read the lie right in his eyes, but he played it cool and stuck with his comment; so I let it go.
“What about your dad?” He looked away, clenching his jaw. “I don’t have a dad either” I could hear the sincere in his voice. Oh this poor boy, he never had parents? Is that why he said my mom was nice?
He could feel me looking at him “Don’t look at me like that, I don’t need sympathy….I’ve had enough of that through my life” He removed himself from the counter, and wondered over to the refrigerator; staring at my childhood pictures. “Hey do you want to do something?”
He glared at me putting on that half smile, showing his dimples. I gave him a tight smile and shook my head and just like that the old Harry was back. His eyes burned with lust and his expression was filled with excitement.
“Let’s go to the Zoo” he quickly walked over to me and grabbed my hips pushing me into his body. He slipped his fingers into mine as I slipped my other hand on his shoulder. We were dancing!
We waltz back and forth, side to side into the living room, in the hallway and back into the kitchen. “Remember this love?” he pulled me tighter, to all I could feel was his curls against my cheek and see the kitchen. “Yes, I would say you were quite the pervert” He quickly removed his head from my neck and stared into my eyes, like he was appalled by what I just said. “Mrs. Collins now, now you know that you like it”
He leaned in to kiss me but I quickly turned my head away. I could feel his smile as he tangoed me back into the living room. He slowly dropped me on to the couch and eased over my body; I could feel his hard torso work and strengthen every time he moved. “Have you been dreaming about me Jess?” he swipes his hand threw my hair, enjoying the feel to it.
I didn’t answer him because I didn’t want to give him the benefit of the doubt.
“Well I’ve dreamt of you” he continued. “They say that when you dream of someone, ‘that someone’ is thinking of you. But what if ‘that someone’ doesn’t even know you exist?”
His whisper voice was extremely hot. “I also stay up wondering…” he rubbed his pointer finger on my bottom lip “People aren’t born good or bad maybe their born with tendencies either way. But it’s the way you live your life that matters.” His eyes were serious. Was he trying to tell me something? Is this a message? The way he gets lost in his quotes is interesting. It’s like his whole body slips into a relaxating state where he’s safe and calm with nobody to distract him.
I squirmed under his body. This was a major women boner. My body started to ache for him to touch me, this was too much to handle. This sexy, thrilling controlling guy lying on top of me was exciting and exotic. “How about that Zoo love?”
He quickly eases himself off me, and stands up towering over my body. “Well come on love” he offers his hand out. I slowly get up appalled by what just happened, I tried to wrap my brain around it.
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Harry’s P.O.V
I was so close. So close to losing it and just taking advantage of her body but I couldn’t I can’t let it happen again and I won’t.
Jess looks at me with lust, love, admiration…….hope. But if I tell her the truth, the dark behind my life, she’s going to look at me with hate, disbelieve……she’ll look at me like a monster. Maybe I’m not ready for that just yet.
I could see the sunshine glaring into my face behind my eyelids. I slowly opened them squinting at the bright, glow falling a spotlight over my bed. I slowly eased myself out of bed and started my way down the hall. The house was very quiet and still like nobody was here.
I leaned over the balcony “Mom?” my voice echoed through the house but I didn’t get a response. Maybe she’s watching TV, she sometimes get carried away with that hobby. I shrug my shoulder and waltz on down stairs; I could already smell the aroma of eggs and bacon making my stomach growl louder.
I walked into the kitchen being oblivious to everything. “Oh that smells amazing, I’m starving” I walk over to the bar stool and eased my way in, squirming at my skin coming in contact with the cold furniture.
My eyes scan the table for something to drink; I was really thirsty for some reason. I grabbed the orange juice and took a big gulp, the cold crisp fresh substance messaged my tongue before escaping to my throat, but that still wasn’t enough. The refrigerator closed and i gagged up the juice; causing it to wash up all over the table.
I hurry and slam the cup down in anger. “Why the…how did you get in?”
Harry gave me a side smile before throwing the hand towel over his shoulder. I was irritated by his unannounced show ups. “I have my ways”
I roll my eyes and get up from the table, I grab a napkin and began cleaning up my regurgitated drink. I switch my voice from loud to whisper “You can’t just show up in somebodies house, what if my mom sees you?”.
“Hello sweetie” I tense up as my mom roll in, trying to put an earring into her ear. She comes and rubs my back, not even acknowledging Harry cooking. “H-hey mom”
“I hope you don’t mind but I let your friend inside the house” She went over to the coffee pot and started filling up her cup. “Thanks for that Mrs. Collins” Harry turns around and give her a nod. She gives him a wink before joining her eyes back to me. “Mom! Can I have a little word with you…..in the hallway?” She drops her cup as I grab her arm and pull her into the silent, isolated hallway. “Mom, why would you let him in?”
“What’s wrong sweetie, he’s nice and very, very cute” She nudged me in the shoulder. I shrugged my shoulders; I had to admit he is cute. We both peered into the kitchen, to see Harry dicing up some onions the way his hand skillfully stroked the knife every time he cut was distracting.
“Mom, that’s not the point….can you next time, like not let him in” I scratched my head aguishly. “Okay sweetie” she kissed me on the forehead. Then returned to the kitchen, she retrieved her cup really quick and headed for the doors. “It was nice meeting you Harry” she waved momentarily. “You too Mrs. Collins” mom winked at me then scurried out the door.
Great, now she’s met Harry and is totally going to terrorize me about him. I slump my chin into my hands as I watched him slowly trickle the onions into the pot with the bacon. “Your mum’s nice” he quickly washes his hand, and then dries them on the hand towel.
I didn’t respond, I just sat there staring at the way his torso captivate his shirt. “Why are you here?” he turns and leans up against the counter, supporting his weight with his hands. “Well love, I just wanted to cook for ya?”
He strolls over to the island table, just a table length away. “You know I can cook for myself” He comes off around the table to join his position right in front of me. “Maybe I like cooking for you, I like taking care of you” He reeled his lips in, but I quickly got up from my seat and round him. I could hear him chuckle slowly.
“Fine, I already kissed you. That can last me…” He walked over to me as I stood up against the refrigerator. His mouth joined with my ear “For an hour or a day” My instinct told me to push him away, so I did. “Um…okay!” I slipped off under his intense love stare and wandered back over to my seat. He wandered back over to the stove. He turned everything off, flipped the eggs into the plate and slid on the bacons.
He handed it to me and my mouth already started to water. I began my way in, but quickly stopped when I realize that I was the only one eating. “Aren’t you going to eat?” I asked curiously. He quickly bit his lip and wiped his hand threw his hair. “No I’m full, I just want to watch you eat” I linger my stare for a minute. I went back to eating but felt weird chewing, knowing that someone is staring.
After I was done eating, Harry washed the plates and put it back in the cabinet. “Where did you learn to be so mannered?” I said. He quickly smiled, but then it faded away. Was he thinking of a childhood memory? He slowly rubbed his lips, getting lost in his thoughts. He quickly dropped his hand and stared at me “Myself, taught myself love”
He wondered over to the kitchen table, standing at table lengths away again. “Didn’t you learn some from your mom?” His face went cold, and dark. The Harry I knew was gone, when he looked at me again his eyes burned with abandonment. “I don’t have a mum” I could read the lie right in his eyes, but he played it cool and stuck with his comment; so I let it go.
“What about your dad?” He looked away, clenching his jaw. “I don’t have a dad either” I could hear the sincere in his voice. Oh this poor boy, he never had parents? Is that why he said my mom was nice?
He could feel me looking at him “Don’t look at me like that, I don’t need sympathy….I’ve had enough of that through my life” He removed himself from the counter, and wondered over to the refrigerator; staring at my childhood pictures. “Hey do you want to do something?”
He glared at me putting on that half smile, showing his dimples. I gave him a tight smile and shook my head and just like that the old Harry was back. His eyes burned with lust and his expression was filled with excitement.
“Let’s go to the Zoo” he quickly walked over to me and grabbed my hips pushing me into his body. He slipped his fingers into mine as I slipped my other hand on his shoulder. We were dancing!
We waltz back and forth, side to side into the living room, in the hallway and back into the kitchen. “Remember this love?” he pulled me tighter, to all I could feel was his curls against my cheek and see the kitchen. “Yes, I would say you were quite the pervert” He quickly removed his head from my neck and stared into my eyes, like he was appalled by what I just said. “Mrs. Collins now, now you know that you like it”
He leaned in to kiss me but I quickly turned my head away. I could feel his smile as he tangoed me back into the living room. He slowly dropped me on to the couch and eased over my body; I could feel his hard torso work and strengthen every time he moved. “Have you been dreaming about me Jess?” he swipes his hand threw my hair, enjoying the feel to it.
I didn’t answer him because I didn’t want to give him the benefit of the doubt.
“Well I’ve dreamt of you” he continued. “They say that when you dream of someone, ‘that someone’ is thinking of you. But what if ‘that someone’ doesn’t even know you exist?”
His whisper voice was extremely hot. “I also stay up wondering…” he rubbed his pointer finger on my bottom lip “People aren’t born good or bad maybe their born with tendencies either way. But it’s the way you live your life that matters.” His eyes were serious. Was he trying to tell me something? Is this a message? The way he gets lost in his quotes is interesting. It’s like his whole body slips into a relaxating state where he’s safe and calm with nobody to distract him.
I squirmed under his body. This was a major women boner. My body started to ache for him to touch me, this was too much to handle. This sexy, thrilling controlling guy lying on top of me was exciting and exotic. “How about that Zoo love?”
He quickly eases himself off me, and stands up towering over my body. “Well come on love” he offers his hand out. I slowly get up appalled by what just happened, I tried to wrap my brain around it.
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Harry’s P.O.V
I was so close. So close to losing it and just taking advantage of her body but I couldn’t I can’t let it happen again and I won’t.
Jess looks at me with lust, love, admiration…….hope. But if I tell her the truth, the dark behind my life, she’s going to look at me with hate, disbelieve……she’ll look at me like a monster. Maybe I’m not ready for that just yet.
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3/18/14