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."

She really does enjoy her little games.