Romancing The Jungle
Assist. (4th Chapter)
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Valerie's POV:
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He huffs a growl in my face, making his breath fan some of my hair strands. “(I ask in caution) Sir? Why are you not dressed? Have you lost your way? (I smile politely, trying to maintain my calmness) I came here with my father to explore the island. We are more than happy to take you back to London, if you’d like?” The wild beauty captures my lips in his hands shutting them as his eyes glitter in mine under the sunset. His tender fingers release my lips slowly, allowing me to lick them for moisture.
I raise my hand upwards, whispering softly to contain his calmness: “I won’t hurt you I promise.” He looks at his palm and raises it like I did, as I paste mine with his slowly. He flinches for a second from the contact, as he stares at our hands’ position. I smile at the difference between my little palm and his larger one, yet I could sense a warmness from the mixture of our skins together. I suddenly notice his pink lips forming a copied expression of mine, as his teeth shine pleasantly. I can’t help but giggle at his adorable smile; his features look young and soft.
Once he hears my giggle, he releases his palm from mine and stands up. Quickly, I shy my face away from his nudeness, however I was able to determine that his body is muscular and solid. He throws at me an item that belongs to me; my purse. I smile at his face upwards, as I fiddle to grab the canteen of water. Once I take it out, he kneels on his knees just like before, studying the water canteen and me at the same time.
“(I maintain my smile as I speak) This is a water canteen. (I twist the cap and show him, as he narrows his head in the circular hole) You store water in it, and it stays cool for quite the time. (I dare to touch his bare shoulder, and his head looks right at my face) Look, you drink like this.” I begin drinking as I quench my thirst, yet I know that he is staring at me like an alien. Where did this young man come from? How long has he been here? All I know, is that he looks harmless and helpless to me, and in a weird way he is appealing indeed.
He snatches the canteen from my hand and drinks from it, as a smile slides on his lips. I can’t help but notice the droplets that escape his lips; the way they cascade from his royal neckline to his chest lights a fire that never existed before. He drops the canteen on the ground and rushes to climb the tree, once a far away voice yells: “Valerie! Darling if you are listening please reply! Valerie!”
I frantically yell back to my father’s voice, as loud as I could: “Dad, Im here! Follow my voice! I’ll light the flashlight from my phone! Follow the light!” I ruffle through my purse, collecting my I-Phone and pressing the flashlight. I point it to the green forest which now seems dimmer because of the time. In a minute, my father runs to me with two men behind him. The first thing that he does is engulf me with his arms, as he breathes in relief. “I have been worried sick. Thank heaven’s you’re fine.” I nod on his shoulder blade, as the two men assist me to stand up.
…At Night (Back in the Ship)…
I had a little argument with my father about my sneak out, but it wasn’t massive. He focused on fixing my ankle with a gauze and some ointment, which helped me feel better instantly. Now, and as I lie in my bed, I can’t stop thinking about the wild beauty. I laugh to myself for the nickname I have chosen for the mysterious young man, but it seems to suit him a lot actually. Will I ever see him again?
I certainly cannot tell my father, because he would probably think its my daydreaming haze effect from my faint. I, however, have told him about my encounter with the log and the panther; I just took the wild beauty out of the story to maintain his safety. He is my secret; my special secret. I must see him again, but how? I still don’t know. Nevertheless, I am positive that I will find a way to meet his foresty eyes once again…
Valerie's POV:
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He huffs a growl in my face, making his breath fan some of my hair strands. “(I ask in caution) Sir? Why are you not dressed? Have you lost your way? (I smile politely, trying to maintain my calmness) I came here with my father to explore the island. We are more than happy to take you back to London, if you’d like?” The wild beauty captures my lips in his hands shutting them as his eyes glitter in mine under the sunset. His tender fingers release my lips slowly, allowing me to lick them for moisture.
I raise my hand upwards, whispering softly to contain his calmness: “I won’t hurt you I promise.” He looks at his palm and raises it like I did, as I paste mine with his slowly. He flinches for a second from the contact, as he stares at our hands’ position. I smile at the difference between my little palm and his larger one, yet I could sense a warmness from the mixture of our skins together. I suddenly notice his pink lips forming a copied expression of mine, as his teeth shine pleasantly. I can’t help but giggle at his adorable smile; his features look young and soft.
Once he hears my giggle, he releases his palm from mine and stands up. Quickly, I shy my face away from his nudeness, however I was able to determine that his body is muscular and solid. He throws at me an item that belongs to me; my purse. I smile at his face upwards, as I fiddle to grab the canteen of water. Once I take it out, he kneels on his knees just like before, studying the water canteen and me at the same time.
“(I maintain my smile as I speak) This is a water canteen. (I twist the cap and show him, as he narrows his head in the circular hole) You store water in it, and it stays cool for quite the time. (I dare to touch his bare shoulder, and his head looks right at my face) Look, you drink like this.” I begin drinking as I quench my thirst, yet I know that he is staring at me like an alien. Where did this young man come from? How long has he been here? All I know, is that he looks harmless and helpless to me, and in a weird way he is appealing indeed.
He snatches the canteen from my hand and drinks from it, as a smile slides on his lips. I can’t help but notice the droplets that escape his lips; the way they cascade from his royal neckline to his chest lights a fire that never existed before. He drops the canteen on the ground and rushes to climb the tree, once a far away voice yells: “Valerie! Darling if you are listening please reply! Valerie!”
I frantically yell back to my father’s voice, as loud as I could: “Dad, Im here! Follow my voice! I’ll light the flashlight from my phone! Follow the light!” I ruffle through my purse, collecting my I-Phone and pressing the flashlight. I point it to the green forest which now seems dimmer because of the time. In a minute, my father runs to me with two men behind him. The first thing that he does is engulf me with his arms, as he breathes in relief. “I have been worried sick. Thank heaven’s you’re fine.” I nod on his shoulder blade, as the two men assist me to stand up.
…At Night (Back in the Ship)…
I had a little argument with my father about my sneak out, but it wasn’t massive. He focused on fixing my ankle with a gauze and some ointment, which helped me feel better instantly. Now, and as I lie in my bed, I can’t stop thinking about the wild beauty. I laugh to myself for the nickname I have chosen for the mysterious young man, but it seems to suit him a lot actually. Will I ever see him again?
I certainly cannot tell my father, because he would probably think its my daydreaming haze effect from my faint. I, however, have told him about my encounter with the log and the panther; I just took the wild beauty out of the story to maintain his safety. He is my secret; my special secret. I must see him again, but how? I still don’t know. Nevertheless, I am positive that I will find a way to meet his foresty eyes once again…
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6/9/15