Number 4:

Shane was amazed by this little lady. And how hard he tried to be unfazed by her strong, lithe moves and hard voice. He did not even glance at her as he hauled her onto his back and put her down in the backseat of his car. The road was windy and quite dangerous as he couldn't see the oncoming cars because his front lights had fused. He hated going up hills, especially in the dark. It reminded him of an incident he wanted to erase from his past. An incident that had practically built his life and renewed all his thoughts ad opinions.

'Oh boy. She's still out.' he thought. 'Maybe I overdid it. Wait what am I thinking about? Of course I didn't. This feisty little thing will get up soon and she'll probably start another fight.'

She had underestimated him. That was always the problem with her. She never took anything seriously. That was her one weakness in battle skills she had to learn how to overcome someday. She stirred a little as he gently moved a lock of hair away from her face, revealing the scar that had in turn scarred her life. He brought her into his house and carried her up the stairs. As he crossed his bedroom, he hesitated, wondering whether or not he should change her clothes.

'What am I thinking! She will probably get the police to arrest me in the morning on the charge of abduction, assault and harassment!' With that, he laid her firmly yet tenderly on the guest room's bed.

She woke up with her head pounding irritatingly. 'Where was she? What happened?' she thought. A door opened softly and the hinges screeched. Light filled the room slightly and a man came in. 'Why did he look so familiar?' Then it all came flooding back to her, the fight and Shane.

He saw her lying down there so angelicly. He placed the bucket of lukewarm water down and took a handkerchief and soaked it in the water. No way would he have done it if she was conscious. He would rather have drove up and down then up again the hill then allow her to know that he was doing all this. Shane looked at her face, gazing at it intently, scrutinizing it, as if trying to find something. He put her hair behind her face and wiped the grime off it. FIrst wiping the forehead then the cheeks. Her cheeks were of this apple-white colour that brought sensitivity to her otherwise tough face. Her protruding chin displayed her personality, sharp, out of place and quirky. The rest of her face he didn't need the towel to clean with. He kissed her eyebrows and her eyelids. Placing his lips on her cute nose then the little part right above the lips and below the nose and he kissed it.

With hesitation, he covered her cherry-red lips with his hungry, lonely mouth. Unfamiliar shivers ran right through his body and he felt it all the way from his toes up to his eyes.

She gasped inwardly as his brute of a mouth covered hers. She tried to control herself when those succulent lips touched hers.



Yo fungus its your turn now to finish this bit off. You want them to start making out or not.......LOL
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