by Vivian Venus
“What’s wrong with you?!” Heather shrieked, and she whipped the can of pepper spray in front of her. “Don’t come any closer or our spray you!”
A shimmer of light gleamed off of Heather’s blue gemmed ring, freezing the man in his tracks. “That ring,” he said. “It is you.” With a flourish he sheathed his sword. “I have succeeded.”
Heather squeezed the pepper spray tightly in her hand as the man walked towards her, but she couldn’t bring herself to press the trigger. The man’s vivid blue eyes locked with hers, and for the first time since he had leapt from her roof she saw just how incredibly handsome he was. She felt frozen by his stare. He was so close to her that she could smell him, a masculine musk of sweat and metal and leather. Heather was so shocked by him that she didn’t notice the light emanating from her ring.
“Come,” the man said, and he took her hand. The can of pepper spray clattered to the ground. Her hand felt tiny, engulfed by his armored gauntlet. He lifted her hand up, and only then did she notice her ring’s luminous glow. She thought he was going to kiss her hand, but he brought it up to his forehead and touched the gemstone to his skin. As it made contact, Heather felt a surge of energy move through her body, like she had been touched by an electric wire. Her hair lifted, and she realized her entire body was floating upwards. A light extended from the sky, engulfing the two of them, and her body was filled with warmth. They were floating, moving higher and higher above the concrete.
There was a deafening crack like a bolt of lightning.
A flash of pale blue light.
Blackness.
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