"ANITA"

The voice was deep and sent shivers down my spine as he yelled my name. The air suddenly felt heavy and I felt a light, yet heavy breeze blow over to me.

Something lured me to the voice as it continued to call my name.

Once I felt a presence close by me, I reached out and touched the figure before blindfold still covering my pair of eyes.

"Did you say my name?" I asked quietly.

The person reached out and gripped my shoulders. It wasn't a hurtful grip, but the touch sent a electric spark through my skin. I flinched and stepped back.

"Anita? Your name is Anita right?" The thick voice asked. I bit my lips but quickly unclenched them as I nodded. "Y-yes."

"Take off the blindfold. I want to see your eyes."

Gosh. His voice...

I slowly reached up and untied the blindfold. I blinked getting adjusted to the lights surrounding me.

I looked up and I gawked. He's Huge!

Fucking Giant.

I closed and opened my mouth looking like a fish.

He chuckled lightly and shook his head. His fingers went under my chin lifting my face up a bit. He had to lower his body to me just to reach.

"Your eye's are beautiful. A honey vibration." He licked his lips and smirked. "Would you like my number?"

Speechless, I nodded and his eye's twinkled. I felt this strong connection to him and it was completely weird.

"Hand over the blindfold Anita." The blonde called. I nodded, still watching the man before me pulling out his phone. His eyes still on me.

"Uh yeah. Ok." I murmured holding out the cloth in my hands.

I wasn't even paying attention to who took it from me because I was too fascinated by this god before me.

'God?' I called. 'How long did you take to make this beauty?'

If Olivia was here she would of been giving the ground enough water for a month from her drool.

I hate to admit it but I would love to climb this tree. Fuck.

He is making me have a weakness for tall guys.

His dark eyes watching me with humor twinkling in them.

His thick Black hair messy on his head. His jawline was sharp and his lips pink and plump. I would love to kiss those folds...

His white shirt was hugging him tightly, showing me his body size. It makes me want to see more...

"Pass me your phone?" He asked. His voice was thick, mixing with a strong accent.

I nodded and passed it to him.

Usually I wouldn't of done some shit like that. Giving some stranger my phone. But something about this man sent shivers down my spine and lured me to know more about his mystical presence.

I handed him my phone unlocked and he started typing in it.

He winked and walked away after passing me my phone back.

I was dumfounded, watching him disappear in the crowd.

The name calling begun and I was still busy watching him.

"What was his name?"

I jumped and looked behind me to see Adrian looking in the direction that he went.

"I didn't get it. But I got his number."

He nodded, his eyes flickering down to me. "You gonna call?"

I shrugged. "Maybe." Hell yes!

"Just becareful. I never seen him around before."

"It's a party. He could be the cousin of a friend or some shit like that."

He shrugged. "Whatever."

I laid in my bed, staring up at the ceiling. It was about 5 in the morning and we just arrived home.

Adrian was drunk. Too drunk.

I struggled to keep him quiet. He kept laughing and making sounds.

I almost had to drop him and leave him there just to not get in trouble.

I was now playing with my phone in my hands debating on whether to call or not.

He put his number in but I was staring at his name.

Artemis.

Such a unusual name. I never heard of it, but then again... He doesn't look like everyone else.

He held a dominance aura. As if he was powerful and no one could rip that title from him.

It was strange how he gotten my name correct since it isn't a common name.

Unless he knows me from somewhere. Which is impossible because I never seen him before.

And there is no way in hell I could forget a face like that.

I sighed and liquor still in my veins, I tapped his name and let the phone ring in my ears. Maybe he was up. Maybe he wasn't.

I sighed and was about to hang up when the 5th rang cut through when it clicked.

It was silent for a bit, heavy breathing on the other end. Or was that me?

"Hello?" His voice was groggy and I cursed myself for waking him up. I mean it is 5 in the morning. Really Anita?

"H-hello..." I responded a quiver in my voice. I coughed and repeated. "Hello."

"Who is this?"

My face dropped. "Anita... You gave me your number..."

"I'm sorry. You got the wrong number. I don't know a "Anita."

Is he kidding? Or am I that average that he forgotten me already... Or was he drunk and now sober.

I didn't smell liquor on him, then again I was too busy staring at him to even realize what he smelt of.

"Oh.. Yeah he must of given me the wrong number. Sorry to disturb you." I murmured, ready to hang up.

"Wait!"

My brows burrowed. "Uh yes?"

"I remember you now. Anita. Black curls. Honey brown eyes? About the height of a flower in the ground."

I frowned. "I am not that short."

He chuckled lightly. "You looked like a ant to me."

"Well your too tall. Maybe if you stop drinking milk, you would of looked at me like a average size human."

"Ah, Milk... Is that what you think I drink to get this tall?"

"How tall are you anyways?"

"6'5Ft. I am naturally this tall. Sorry sweetheart."

No need to be sorry. "Shoe size?" I questioned, my voice in a squeak like voice...

I could tell he was confused and taken back from my question. "Uh... I am a Size 13 in shoes. Why?"

I bit my lips smirking. I tried not to laugh or make a sound. I cleared my throat and shook my head, forgetting her can't see me.

"Nothing. Just curious."

"Ok babygirl."

"My name is Anita."

"I know. I got it correct didn't I?"

"I guess...But you are calling me Babygirl and sweetheart."

"Maybe because I like too call you Babygirl."

"I don't like it. I am not a baby."

"You are to me. My baby."

"I just met you."

"And?"

"What do you mean and..."

"I like to call you baby girl. So I will call you babygirl."

"Do you call all your girlfriends babygirl?"

"So your my girlfriend?"

"Noo..." I felt my cheeks heat up. "No."

"Hmm."

I changed the topic. "Artemis. Creative name. What does it mean?"

"Its a greek name. For a girl it means "Safe" for a male, it means "Follower of the Goddess Artemis."

"Your mother is a greek fan then?"

He laughed. "If you only knew." He cleared his throat. "My full name is Artemis Xavier Night. But because I never liked my real name, people call me Xavier."

"So why did you put your real name as my contact?" I questioned, a bit curious.

"Because your special."

I blushed though I was utterly confused. "How? You just met me. Unless you know me from somewhere."

"Maybe. Maybe not. Just know you are to me."

Before i could respond, he spoke. "Look baby girl... I have a big day tomorrow and I was waiting for your call. Mind calling tomorrow?"

I yawned and quickly covered my mouth. He chuckled. "Guess that's a yes?"

I hummed. "Yes..."

"Goodnight Baby girl."

I shook my head, my eyes already closed. "G-goodnight."

My phone dropped beside me and before i could hear what he said next, I was already letting the darkness consume me.