minutes.”
Donald grabbed her hand and pulled her up
the last bit of the hill and Keegan stared out. “Wow, it’s
amazing.” She looked down over the cliff at the assortment of
colors from the leaves changing. “I feel so small up here.” She
whispered. “I really wish I had my camera.”
***
Rourk was out on his daily trek in the woods
trying to enjoy what was left of fall before winter took over. He
still hiked in the winter, but it just wasn’t as enjoyable. He
stopped in his tracks and listened intently. He could hear someone
talking, which was odd since he couldn’t remember the last time he
saw anyone in this part of the woods. It was very secluded.
He heard laughter and his heart dropped. Had he lost his
mind? He could have sworn that it sounded just like Keegan’s
laugh. But what would she be doing way up here? Rourk headed in
silence toward the direction of the voices, careful not to make a
sound so he didn’t startle anyone. He wanted to prove to himself he
wasn’t going crazy.
When he got closer, he stopped dead in his
tracks. His heart rate skyrocketed. It was Keegan and she was there
with the shape-shifter. Rourk clenched his fist and closed his eyes
and tried to compose himself. He opened his eyes and stood eerily,
still watching. He had to will himself to stay in place. He felt
like a caveman and wanted to throw her over his shoulder and drag
her away from him, but he knew he couldn’t do that. He should turn
and leave; however, it was like he was frozen in place. He watched
while she smiled up at him and played with her hair. He cringed
when she leaned over to wipe something off his face. Rourk could
feel the rage building in him. He didn’t know how to bring it
down.
***
He’s so cute, Keegan thought. She smiled and wiped
mustard from the side of his mouth. His skin was warm even though
the air was cool.
Donald wrapped his hand around her wrist as
she touched his face and pulled her toward him. Keegan's heart
pounded. She reached up and enveloped her hands around his neck to
pull him forward. As she leaned down her head hit the bill of his
cap. She giggled, embarrassed, and pulled back. “I’m sorry. I don’t
know what came over me,” she gasped, her face flushed as she looked
down at her hands.
Donald chuckled and threw his cap to the
side; his bright blue eyes were such a contrast to his pale skin
and orange hair. He stared at her. “Come here.” She let his arms
encircle her waist; his hands were hot even through her shirt as
scooted closer to him.
Keegan’s pulse quickened and he leaned down
and kissed her. Their lips met his, and his kiss was soft and
light. Keegan pulled him a little closer and he kissed her with
more intensity.
All of the sudden Keegan pulled back looking
around. “Did you hear that?”
“It was probably just a deer.” Donald smiled
and pulled her back into him.
Chapter 9
Rourk decided to check up on Keegan. Seeing
her kiss the tiger on Saturday had almost destroyed him, but he’d
managed to convince himself she was living in the moment. He felt
unbearable jealousy when he found them together in the woods, but
had managed to escape back into the woods before they saw him. He
longed for a hint from her that she still cared for him.
He closed his eyes and of course, that
didn’t work. All he saw was darkness. His hands clenched into fist.
He hated feeling so helpless.
Keegan hadn't contacted him since their
date. He didn't want to put pressure on her because he knew she
needed her space, but it was just so hard to sit back and do
nothing, especially when he knew Donald was having success where
he’d failed. He wished someone could find a way to bring back their
bond. He was obviously doing a poor job of winning her over on his
own.
They weren't even supposed to meet until she
turned eighteen, anyway, so he had to remind himself to just be
patient. He had been given a gift in being able to be with her
before their time.
He knew he
Donald grabbed her hand and pulled her up
the last bit of the hill and Keegan stared out. “Wow, it’s
amazing.” She looked down over the cliff at the assortment of
colors from the leaves changing. “I feel so small up here.” She
whispered. “I really wish I had my camera.”
***
Rourk was out on his daily trek in the woods
trying to enjoy what was left of fall before winter took over. He
still hiked in the winter, but it just wasn’t as enjoyable. He
stopped in his tracks and listened intently. He could hear someone
talking, which was odd since he couldn’t remember the last time he
saw anyone in this part of the woods. It was very secluded.
He heard laughter and his heart dropped. Had he lost his
mind? He could have sworn that it sounded just like Keegan’s
laugh. But what would she be doing way up here? Rourk headed in
silence toward the direction of the voices, careful not to make a
sound so he didn’t startle anyone. He wanted to prove to himself he
wasn’t going crazy.
When he got closer, he stopped dead in his
tracks. His heart rate skyrocketed. It was Keegan and she was there
with the shape-shifter. Rourk clenched his fist and closed his eyes
and tried to compose himself. He opened his eyes and stood eerily,
still watching. He had to will himself to stay in place. He felt
like a caveman and wanted to throw her over his shoulder and drag
her away from him, but he knew he couldn’t do that. He should turn
and leave; however, it was like he was frozen in place. He watched
while she smiled up at him and played with her hair. He cringed
when she leaned over to wipe something off his face. Rourk could
feel the rage building in him. He didn’t know how to bring it
down.
***
He’s so cute, Keegan thought. She smiled and wiped
mustard from the side of his mouth. His skin was warm even though
the air was cool.
Donald wrapped his hand around her wrist as
she touched his face and pulled her toward him. Keegan's heart
pounded. She reached up and enveloped her hands around his neck to
pull him forward. As she leaned down her head hit the bill of his
cap. She giggled, embarrassed, and pulled back. “I’m sorry. I don’t
know what came over me,” she gasped, her face flushed as she looked
down at her hands.
Donald chuckled and threw his cap to the
side; his bright blue eyes were such a contrast to his pale skin
and orange hair. He stared at her. “Come here.” She let his arms
encircle her waist; his hands were hot even through her shirt as
scooted closer to him.
Keegan’s pulse quickened and he leaned down
and kissed her. Their lips met his, and his kiss was soft and
light. Keegan pulled him a little closer and he kissed her with
more intensity.
All of the sudden Keegan pulled back looking
around. “Did you hear that?”
“It was probably just a deer.” Donald smiled
and pulled her back into him.
Chapter 9
Rourk decided to check up on Keegan. Seeing
her kiss the tiger on Saturday had almost destroyed him, but he’d
managed to convince himself she was living in the moment. He felt
unbearable jealousy when he found them together in the woods, but
had managed to escape back into the woods before they saw him. He
longed for a hint from her that she still cared for him.
He closed his eyes and of course, that
didn’t work. All he saw was darkness. His hands clenched into fist.
He hated feeling so helpless.
Keegan hadn't contacted him since their
date. He didn't want to put pressure on her because he knew she
needed her space, but it was just so hard to sit back and do
nothing, especially when he knew Donald was having success where
he’d failed. He wished someone could find a way to bring back their
bond. He was obviously doing a poor job of winning her over on his
own.
They weren't even supposed to meet until she
turned eighteen, anyway, so he had to remind himself to just be
patient. He had been given a gift in being able to be with her
before their time.
He knew he
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