To Live For Once (Set Me Free II) - Episode 40

 

Amaya:

I'm still staring wide-eyed at nothing moments after he broke the kiss. The kiss that just about seared my soul and melted my resolve. I knew it. Only a kiss from this man could turn me to mush for him all over again. I let my eyes trail up his chest to his eyes. His eyes. Dark orbs of something I've never seen directed at me before.
"What's wrong?" My voice seems weird even to me. You can't blame me though . It's the emotions churning inside me. Now that I'm looking into his eyes, I can't look away.
"Everything's right." He says with a crooked smile. My lips tilt up a little before I self-consciously play around with the little noodles on my lap. I'm no longer hungry for food.
"What's this all about?" I have to ask.
"Isn't it obvious? I want to make all your wishes come true." My smile falters.
"My wishes?"
"You said you want to live and love life, babes. That's what I'm committing myself to now. And I'm starting with your little kinky list." He winks and I blush beet red. He remembers?!
"I don't know what you're talking about." I mutter then feign immense interest on stuffing my face with noodles. Rory wriggle his brows at me

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. I act like I don't see the look on his face.
"Hmm. This is delicious. Are you going to eat yours? Well you better because you surely are missing." I gush over the food just to change the topic of my supposed 'kinky list!' why is it suddenly so hot? I resist the urge to fan myself.
"Ta-da! Look! Evidence!" Rory exclaims. I try not to pay him any attention. I really do but damn it I'm curious about what he's talking about now. I look up and nearly cough out my lungs at the list he's waving around in the air. I try to grab it. He lifts it higher than I can reach with those long arms of his. I huff.
"Give me that! That's personal." I grumble but he only seems more amused by my tantrum. I slam my palms into his stomach. He doesn't even wince. My wrist just feels like they hit a wall. Ouch!
"This became my business when you completely assaulted me on a public road, babes!"
"I did not!" I rebuke. He chuckles deeply and shake his head.
"Did too!" He stamps as he waves the list in my face like a little kid.
"You're a bully." I grumble and he grins wider.
"Thank you ma'am. And this bully is pledging to get everything on your list checked off. One after the other." He wiggle his brows suggestively at me. I groan tightly and he has no shame and sticks his pink tongue at me again.
"Child!"
"I'm your baby, woman." He says.
"I don't think so. Give me that." I make a grab for the list but he's fast enough to get it out of arm's length again.
"I think we crossed off two things on the list tonight." He says thoughtfully after a moment.
"We did?"
"Yup." He produces a pen out of his jacket pocket while I try to peek at what he's doing to my list.
"Eat outside with a good looking guy. Check!" He marks off the front of that number and grins like he's won the lottery.
"Okay? What else did we cross out?" I find myself asking.
"Kiss under the moonlight and lots of stars. Cheesy but-- check and check!" He marks another number. I watch him curiously.
"What else should we do tonight? The night's still young." He brings his head up from his marking and face me. His eyes shiny from laughter. I forgot momentarily what I was about to say and pause.
"Maya? Come on! Let's do more." Oh yeah, I remember what I was to say.
"Calm down cowboy. I think I'm done for the night. It's almost eleven and it's getting cold." The cold is supposed to be an excuse but now that I say it, I realize it really has gotten cold and dark. Rory looks around and nods.
"You're right. Come on. It is kinda cold. Although I can't complain. This is certainly the weather I'm used to after a life time abroad. On better thought, you should put this on." He says as he pulls both my arms through his jacket and arrange it around me. It's huge and hits just above my knee.
"Thank you." I pull the jacket around me tighter. It smells like him. And we all know how I don't mind anything that has his scent on it. I don't think I'll be giving this back.
" Let's get you back." He says and start to help me up. My slipper slip off my uninjured foot. Before I can get it, he waves for me to relax and let him get it for​ me. He squat in front of me and reach for the slipper just under the swing. I think he's got it but on his way up, he stops suddenly and I find his eyes rooted to the spot behind me.
"What?!" I start to look behind me but he hisses.
"Don't!" He whispers harshly and I freeze. His eyes don't move from spot they are currently focused on. He's starting to freak me out.
"Rory? What's wrong?" I try to turn again but he grabs my shoulders to keep me still. He stoops back down, his eyes hard.
"Can you run on that foot?" He asks out of the blue. I frown.
"What's up Rory?" His eyes flicker behind me then back to me.
"Can you?!"
"Umm I th--think I can." I stammer.
"You think you can?! Oh f*ck this!" He exclaims. I jump slightly at his harsh words.
"I'm sorry babes. Listen to me. I'm going to count to three and you're going to hop on my back okay?"
"What's going on?"
"Trust me babes. Can you do this?" He asks, his eyes imploring. They flicker behind me again and there's a little panic in them. I steel myself.
"I can do it." I say with resolve.
"One. Two. Now!" He whisper yells and I take the call.

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. I fly out of the swing and leap unto his turned back. He catches me then steady me on his back.
"This is going to be a bumpy ride baby. Hold on tight." Both my hands come around to tighten around his neck but not enough to choke him as he breaks into a run. I close my eyes as the harsh harmattan breeze slap my face with the speed he's going. He runs like I weigh nothing more than a few pounds. I'm amazed but more importantly I'm confused as to why we're on the run. I don't try to look back though. I'm afraid the image will hunt me to my dreams if I do. I just hold on for dear life, my heart beating like I'm suffering a heart attack while Rory race though the dark streets. Please don't let whatever is after us get us. Please God.