So this technically should be my last installment for the month of February, but I’m really not ready to say goodbye to my characters in my head…

Thanks to www.writeaholicblog.wordpress.com for the inspiration. Also kudos to the awesome writers who have participated with me.

#8

I was all sweaty and hot and dying of thirst. I stopped at a depanneur (convenience store for those not in Quebec), and drank a bottle of water in one split second. I looked all around the Plateau area and didn’t see anyone. The woman was nowhere to be seen and Alexios was God knows where by now.

I walked back home trying to get my heart beat back to normal. From across the street, I saw him sitting at my front steps waiting like a sad puppy.

“Alexios!” I shouted.

He looked at me and  smiled. He appeared calm and relaxed. Why is it he always appears when I am all dirty?

“You better come in,” I said as I ran to him.

“Of course. I took care of the problem.” He smiled at me and glanced down at my bosom.

“What do do you mean?” I unlocked my door and threw off my jacket.

“I found The Women and they said they would take care of it for me. This is what they do.”

“That easy?”

“Apparently,” he smirked. “And now I want to be with you…” he appeared within inches of my face.

I stepped back. “I’m taking a shower! But I want an explanation.”

“Okay, do you have any wine?”

“Yeah, look in the pantry on the bottom shelf.”

It must have taken me five minutes to take a shower. I wanted to be with Alexios so bad. I couldn’t believe everything was over…

I quickly dried myself and wore my jeans and a t-shirt that had a peace sign on it. It was one of my favorites. I didn’t wear a bra.

My hair was wet and tangled, but I didn’t care. I came out of my room and found him sitting on the couch with two glasses of wine on the coffee table. I heard some classical music playing in the background.

“Do you mind? I put it on 99.5, the classical station.”

“No, it’s fine.” I sat down next to him and bent to pick up my glass.

“Cheers,” I said and our glasses met in one single motion. His eyes sparkled and his arm fell on my back as he downed the wine in two seconds.  The red wine warmed me up and I finished mine just as fast as he did. I felt a surge of heat from the wine and heat from my body overtake me.

We kissed passionately on the couch and his heavy form pressed against mine. I felt weak at the knees for him. My body was pulsating and then it happened, I felt his breath on my skin, his lips up against my neck, his words penetrating my soul and I knew that this feeling erupting in me was ethereal.

“I want you badly,” and his hands were under my shirt, caressing my breasts, my nipples and then with one hand he unbuttoned my button and my zipper and I fell into a sexual heat like no other.  I couldn’t even reply and tell him how much I wanted to feel him inside me. I just closed my eyes and let myself go and moaned.

Suddenly, I heard a loud crash.

Alexios stood up immediately, looking around. I opened my eyes and looked at the window. In mid-air, at the middle of my window I saw one of the most beautiful men I had ever seen in my entire life. I was horny as hell, so that didn’t help my feelings.

I was half-naked and panting. He stared directly at me and froze. Alexios had escaped. I didn’t even know where he went.

“Who are you?” I asked pulling my shirt down and buttoning up my pants, while a stranger (handsome as hell) was flying in the air nonchalantly at my window. Things couldn’t get any wierder…

“Athanasios,” he said and jumped into my living room. “Do you know you were kissing a vampire?” and he looked at me like I was crazy. Of course I knew. Oh. My. God. Athanasios. What the fuck?