She sees her prey from beneath her eyelashes. She can't help
but grin at the thought of being able to play her little game again.
She picks herself out of the chair and tactfully sneaks towards the
door. She knows he is watching her, but she doesn't turn around. It's
only a game, after all. The curves of her body are enticing to him, as
they have been to so many others. It's as if they have learned the
rules of the game and are as eager to play as she is. She slips around
the corner and out of sight, knowing very well that she will be pursued.
His breath can be heard from around the corner and he is excited by
her long, blonde hair sweeping around the corners, and her giggles
echoing the vacant hallways. He is the hunter, but she knows
she is in control. She slows down ever so slightly, allowing him to catch
up. When she hears his footsteps growing nearer, she swiftly heads to her
destination. She approaches a room with a scarlet bedspread and curtains.
The room is dimly lit with half-open blinds, and music is soflty playing. He
enters the room a few moments later, exhaustion creeping across his face.
She smiles, her lips perfectly covered with shiny gloss, and slowly
makes her way over to him. The swing of her hips hold his gaze as she
wraps one small arm around her toy for the day, letting perfectly manicured
fingers get tangled in his thick brown hair. She places a soft kiss on his
lips, caressing his face as he closes his eyes. She loves the effect she
has on him. His hands are still and unmoving on her back, unsure about
what's going to happen, not daring to cross any boundaries, but hers are
ready to explore as she trails playful kisses along his neck. His face is even
with hers, the scent of strawberry lipgloss and flowery perfume fills his
senses, overwhelming him when he feels the pressure of her lips
against his. He enjoyed the chase, but he is more than happy to let her
take over. He lies on the bed and feels her lie down next to him, but she
knows better than to let things get too deep. She sees him lying there,
a sense of longing in his eyes, and for a moment, she remembers how
she used to be. How she used to trust...to love. But
she mustn't let her guard down. She knows all too well how easy it would
be for him to hurt her. She refuses to let her heart be broken again.
Her hands reach out for his and she lifts him off of the bed.
"I love you." he says.
She smiles. "I love you, too."
