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“Dawn.” I heard Adam’s voice and I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He was radiant in the sunlight that was coming through my window.
“Good Morning.” I said lifting my head from his chest.
“Good Morning.” He said back smiling down at me.
“How did you sleep?” I asked softly stretching my legs.
“Must have slept well it’s ten in the morning.” He laughed kissing my forehead.
“Damn, and nobody came to get us up at the crack of dawn.” I groaned feeling like I was about to explode.
“No, I guess it’s an off day.” He assumed running his fingers up and down my spine.
“Would be a first.” I said sitting up and looking down at him. His eyes were sparkling. Something I had not seen in such a long time.
“We better get going I’m sure that the compound has something new for us today.” He pulled out from under me and stood up stretching. That’s when I saw the tattoo on his arm. I had never noticed it before. I sat on my knees and reached for him placing my lips to the tattoo of a flaming sword.
“When did you get this?” I asked softly.
“You are just now seeing that. I got it when I went home the first time. Found it fitting for all of the things going on right now.” He laughed turning to face me. I wrapped my arms around his waist and gazed up at him.
“Flames?” I asked a shy smile crossing my lips. “Why flames?”
“I think you have an idea why.” He said hoarsely his eyes shooting to the window.
I looked at him and felt like bursting to tears. I knew exactly why the sword was flaming.
“How long have you felt this way?” I suddenly asked as his hands came up and cupped my face.
“For a long time.” He said softly pressing his lips to mine. We were back to the amazing electricity. He pulled away and frowned.
“What?” I asked a hint of pain in my voice.
“We need to keep this between us.” He said suddenly. “We cannot tell them what’s going on.”
“What’s going on?” I asked confused.
“Dawn, we crossed the line from friends to something else. I don’t know what that something else is yet. I want to just play this out and figure out where we are.” He said sternly. I understood why he wanted to keep it a secret. He didn’t know how our parents would take it. Not with my track record at least. I looked up at him and nodded. He gave me one last kiss and left my room through the attached door.
I laid back down on my bed and giggled. I felt like I hadn’t felt in a long time. There was no fire in me wanting to consume him. This was me as a girl liking him as a boy. Finally something was coming from me and not from the blood that ran in my veins. No claims just the feeling of warmth and pounding heartbeats. I felt like I was thirteen again with no knowledge of what I was.
I heard the knock on my door first and shot up into a sitting position as my father entered the room a huge smile on his face. He walked across the room and sat down on the edge of the bed.
“What’s up dad?” I asked trying to control the thoughts in my head, this was going to be tough shielding what I was thinking. He had been training me though on what to do to block out invading telepaths. It was going to be harder getting around my mother.
“We thought that we would give you a day off. You girls have been working really hard and you deserve a day to just do as you want. I thought you and I could go to lunch in town, there is a lovely little diner there.” He pat my leg and smiled at me.
“Won’t they recognize you?” I asked slowly looking at him my eyes watering. I was trying so hard to mask my emotions behind all the pain that it was bringing back to many bad memories.
“Naw, I think we are safe. We worried about the sheriff but your mother was able to glamor him enough where he hasn’t even looked our way the few times that we have been in town.” He shrugged.
It was funny to know that my mother had the ability to glamor those into seeing something else when they looked at her and my dad. It made me curious. Why had she not thought of this when they were discussing sending me here all those months ago?
“Then yes, dad I think that would be great.” I smiled at him as he looked at me with approval.
“Then get up, get dressed.” He pat my leg and got up from my bed looking down at me. “You are glowing Dawn. I don’t think I have ever seen you glow.” He left the room.
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