Filed To Story: The Omega Destiny
“I don’t have a favorite part of you.” Raven attempts to put me in headlock, but I already predicted her move and tucked my chin. Before she can squeeze. I easily flip her over my head onto her back.
“Your head isn’t in the game today. You are fighting sloppy.” | I stand and offer her my hand. She scowls at it like it owes her money.
I have a lot on my mind.” She t takes my hand, and the fates could strike me dead right now and I will die happy.
Raven’s hand feels so right within mine. Too bad the feeling doesn’t last. As soon as she grips mine and I start to pull her up, I know I have made a mistake. Raven uses her ruse to get me off balance and instead of being pulled up, she yanks me closer to her and then flips so my back hits the mats inside the training complex. My head bounces off the mats and when my eyes open, I look up into a mess of wild, red curly hair.
“You shouldn’t let your guard down around me.” Raven says as she peers down at me. Her eyes usually hold either disdain or mischievousness, but not right now. Her pupils are dilated, and her heart is racing. I reach up to cup my hand into her hair but she’s too fast and quickly turns her head, Intercepting my hand with her mouth.
“Did you just bite me?” I pull my hand away from her mouth but can’t help but groan.
“Sorry. It was a reflex Raven places her hands on my chest and pushes her set up more in a seated position.
“Biting is my love language. I say as I slowly work my hand up toward her hip, hovering just away from it, debating if I should attempt to touch her or flip her off of me and continue this little game.
“Everything is your love language.” She sasses me.
“Only when it comes to you fireball.”
Our eyes luck and I search the depths of her trying to figure out this change in her. She is more……pleasant with me today and I am trying to decide if it is legit or if she is planning on poisoning me.
“Why were you on the floor this morning?” She asks.
“I told you, I’m too big for that futon.”
“Yeah, but you were lying beside the bed holding on to my ankle Cy
Cyrus.”
ven’s hip with my left hand and oh so gently settle my hand there. I