《Blue Eyes (A Paranormal Romance)》Chapter 62
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I grab the already soaking wet towel off of the chair and wipe my sweaty face with it.
It feels near impossible to catch my breath after going for fourteen hours straight with only three fifteen minute breaks and three food breaks so far.
If you've ever worked out for even one hour, you can only imagine what I'm going through right now. The pain is unbearable, my muscles are so sore that each movement hurts. I've only ever had to do this once before, and that was when I told the subject I was protecting about Slyder and my job and everything. The stupid ESPP apparently had listening machines in every room in my house besides the basement and so they of course heard me telling the guy and I got my punishment. I made a promise to myself to never tell a subject anything about it again, because other than my house, I have no idea where else they keep these listening devices.
Of course I then broke that promise with Kamaria.
Why does all of my routines change when I'm with Kamaria?
Why didn't I just do the same thing I always do?
Even better question,
Why was she so different than every other person I've met?
Why does her laugh alone send goosebumps to every part of my body?
Why does her smile bring a joy so intense I can't help but smile back?
Why does her cries break down every stone cold wall I've built?
Why does her hugs send warmth to the coldest of places?
Why does her kiss never leave my mind?
Why does her face stay glued to my memory during every second of every day?
Why does she make me want to stay away from every other girl?
Why does her pain feel like my pain?
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Why do I never ever want to leave her side?
Why does she make saying goodbye seem like the hardest thing in the world?
Because you love me.
The thought enters my mind and I look down into her eyes knowing the thought came from her. Did she just read my mind?
Yes, I learned a few things while I was away. Her sexy light voice informs inside my head while she grins up at me, a mysterious twinkle in her eyes.
"Miss me?" She asks but before I can answer, she stands up on her tiptoes and presses her soft lips against mine in a slow, smooth motion. Before I can even kiss her back, she pulls away.
I pop my eyes open and narrow them at her as she smiles innocently at me. She gave me a small taste, a simple tease.
Determined to get her back, I rest both hands on each side of her hip, slowly pressing hot kisses onto her collarbone. Smirking to myself when I hear her gasp.
I kiss my way up to her lips. Oh so slowly I lean down, until my lips are just lightly touching hers, then I suddenly pull back. Smirking teasingly when she sticks her tongue out at me.
But soon I don't care About teasing, I can't control the need to kiss her any longer. So I lift her up and sit her down on the counter, stepping between her legs and pressing my lips against hers.
I begin gentle, soft and slow, but it's not long until she wants more than that.
She wraps her legs around my waist and slides one hand around my neck, and the other into my hair, pushing my lips harder against hers.
I smile against her lips as I gladly follow along, pulling her impossibly closer and kissing her like my life depends on it, because at the moment, it feels like it does.
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BANG!
I pop my eyes open and take a minute to look around, confusion clouding my train of thought.
After a few blinks, I realize I'm in the exercise room in the ESPP, that noise had come from that buff dude standing in the corner, making sure I stay true to my punishment. Which means, that was just a dream.
I growl out in frustration and throw the soaked towel to the side, a few splashes of sweat flinging off.
I can't afford another break already so I ignore my aching legs, arms, and side and lay back down on the weights chair, lifting the 350 pound weight bar up and then down, letting out slow, tired breaths.
As I'm working, I feel my mind begin to drift off to thoughts of Kamaria.
God, how come I'm never able to keep her out of my mind for more than a few minutes?
She's just so...Kamaria.
She's gorgeous without even trying and she doesn't even see it. I swear she could be wearing a potato sack with her hair in a ugly tangled mess and she'd still look like the princess she is.
And she's so irritable. I know that should be a bad quality, but somehow she makes it a good one. I don't think I've ever seen anyone talk to Mr Komachi the way she had. And the way she had always so easily snapped at me. Again, this should be annoying and a bad thing, but when she does it, it's funny, sexy even.
And the way that she acts like she hates me, how she acts like I'm just an annoying pest, even though she only partly thinks that. The other part of her thinks I'm hot, and funny, yet she'll never admit it... outside her thoughts at least.
Oh man and don't even get me started on the way she bites her lip when she's lying. Each time she does it I feel myself falling deeper in love with her.
The way she moves her body whenever she's dancing, so rhythmically and smooth. God, it's like the sexiest thing I've ever seen. It's not even just how she dances but the emotion behind it. Each move tells a story and it leaves me wanting to watch more.
And now... Because of me, she's kidnapped by a freaking serial killer psychopath.
When I think about the psychotic torturing he's no doubt put her through, and the torture that's still to come, I feel like throwing up. I get this acidic heavy feeling in the pit of my stomach and I know I can't do anything.
Just thinking about it makes me so immensely sad and angry at the same time, it's a combination that makes me murderous. A combination that can kill.
Each scenario playing thousands of times through my head as I planned nonstop of how to save Kamaria. I just need to make the plan full proof. I know if I keep trying I will be able to come up with something good, I just have to, for Kamaria.
But first I have to finish this stupid punishment that I can't believe they didn't wait to do, then I need to visit Abigail and make sure she's is okay and safe, then I can put my plan into action and save Kamaria.
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