"Cravings"
*Meadow*
Everything was dark at first, but I slowly started to open my eyes and felt them heavy. Where was I?
I heard a man grunt and focused my sight towards the origin of the sound. Now I could see better; I was in a room, a library of some sort, and huge walls of books were the only thing I could see everywhere the light made contact. The fireplace crackled, and I heard another grunt.
"I am finishing Alpha, just one more round." A female voice brought my attention. I tilted my head and noticed I was laying on a big couch. Scratch that, a huge couch; I was sure four more of me could fit in without effort. I looked towards the fireplace and saw the silhouette of a man leaning against a shelf of books next to the fire. A woman was wrapping something around his torso. I blinked a few times and noticed the bandages.
He stiffened and moved his head slightly towards the woman. She finished her attention to his wound then picked his shirt to help him put it back on. Who was He? Why was he hurt? He took it from her hands and shook his head. "That will be all, nurse."
I gasped, his words did something to me; I felt goosebumps on my body, and I shivered. Seconds later I noticed the woman had already left the room quietly and he was not where I saw him last. I lifted my gaze, a little afraid now, and was caught by surprise when he hovered on top of me from behind and laid a warm blanket. His smell, was it his cologne? It was heavenly.
"Hey there." He whispered, and I melted. His voice felt like liquid chocolate covering me. He moved around the couch and sat on the floor near me; his moves were slow, his injuries were probably stopping him from moving better. I opened my mouth to talk but felt it dry, so dry.
"Do you want something to drink?" He spoke to me softly, and I felt how my body reacted to him with more goosebumps. I nodded as he moved a glass of water to me. I still couldn't see his face well, his back was towards the fireplace, causing a dark effect towards his front. When I reached for the glass of water, his fingertips brushed mine, and I almost let the glass fall. I felt as if electricity ran through me. I lowered my gaze while I slowly sat on the comfortable couch; focusing on my shaking hands as I took slow sips of water. He was patient, waiting for me to take my time with the drink. What was happening to me?
"We found you at the cemetery under the rain, I hope you don't mind I took the liberty to bring you with us. I was not sure leaving a defenseless woman under the weather clemencies was proper."
I sat next to him and started to look around his bandage for any trace of blood that might indicate an open wound. The truth was, I really needed a distraction from his gaze, or I would lose my mind and breath. I didn't notice he leaned closer to me and had his eyes closed. When I looked up at him, he was breathing heavy. "I should really call the nurse," I said, getting up to head to the door, but he held my wrist, and his eyes burned me.
"I will be ok. I will call one of my men to take you back. I am sorry." Men? he had men working for him? So he was someone important then, but the way he was hurt made my heart ache for him and forget about everything else. I managed to nod, not really wanting to leave his side. Why was I acting like this with a stranger?!
I bent to help him, he hesitated at first but took my arm. When he stood next to me, my head tilted up to meet his gaze. He was taller than me by a head, yet I could feel his breath brushing over me.
He walked towards his desk and picked up a phone. "Prepare the car, we are taking her back to get hers, at the cemetery." He cut the call immediately. I felt embarrassed now that I processed the state in which he found me. I was a mess, and he was probably feeling sorry for me now. I really needed to thank him.
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