10-07-2018, 01:20 AM
With a swish, she was lifted from her feet. Her heart might as well rode a helium balloon off into the heavens, for she wanted to float away with him. Nervousness pinched her stomach, but where Marcus led, light wafted alongside to chase away the unknown awaiting in dark bedrooms. She was wildly uncomfortable to the point of only unhinging her anticipation due to Marcus patient coaxing. He was so gentle and tender, she wondered how such a man could exist among what must be the pinnacle of predators roaming the land. A dove among dinosaurs? Yet exist he did, thrived actually. One of them? Was it possible something stirred behind the softness of his eyes? As he wrapped himself around her, expertly working the bindings and clasps, she recalled the man imprisoned in the ballroom by that phasic energy. She’d raced to his side, casting off all fascination and wonder for witnessing the impossible with her own two eyes, surprised by her own protectiveness for a man she had no right to claim romantically. Yet once released of the energy’s focus, Marcus was unleashed. He wielded the dark force expertly, hacking his way through any resistance with barely the swat of a thought. Glimpsed briefly, though his defensiveness was only justified, but the doubt remained. Was the Marcus that coaxed Danika’s inhibitions from her mind like clothes between his fingers the same man as what fought in the ballroom? A silly thought, but the idea was thrilling none the less.
When she smiled around his kisses, she didn’t care.
When she smiled around his kisses, she didn’t care.