Chapter 9: A feeling

I let out a bated breath biting my lower lip trying to control the overwhelming g sexual tension between us.

Liam: One of yours?

I nod as he turns back towards the painting.

Liam: You're amazing.

He gives my hand a gentle squeeze as dozens of little electrical currents tingle through my fingers sending a wave of heat to my center. All to soon the flutters turn to me knees to jelly and buckle beneath me.

Sensing my body slipping Liam quickly takes hold and sets me down on the bench against the wall looking deep into my eyes. He feels my head and looks me over with worry. A slight ringing in my ears makes me wince but fades as quickly as it came.

Liam: When's the last time you ate or had anything to drink?

Willow: Noon?

He shakes his head letting out a low growl. Then surveys the area making sure one of his guys is near by.

Liam: Nick is right over there. You stay right here and don't move. I'm going to grab you a water and something to eat.

I nod with a grin, welcoming the chills running through me as he tucks my hair behind my ear and kisses my temple.

I watch as he makes his way to the stairs constantly looking back as if afraid to let me out of his sight. I giggle at his cuteness. With an ear to ear smile I close my eyes leaning my head against the wall.

Not everything I feel is fatigue from hunger for food. But hunger for him.

No man has ever made me feel this way.

Or cared for me with such compassion.

I know it is his job to protect me but this feels real! That feeling of contentment makes me feel free for the first time in a long time.

Much like a shattered dream, fear tears it's overpowering head. Suddenly the hair on my neck stands on end. My heart palpates as my stomach flip flops. The tremble begin again.

Mans voice: Hello Willow..

The voice hits me like a punch to the chest. My body tenses as i veer over confirming who I already knew was there.

Though his hair is longer, dyed darker and he has an almost full beard. I would recognize those brown eyes and that voice anywhere.

I shoot to my feet jumping back, Unable to breath. The move causes my vision to blur momentarily as the ringing returns. I squeeze my eyes shut tightly and count 123. 123. While trying to slow my breathing and taping my fingers to my thigh as I repeat 123.

His voice booms as if standing beside me causing my eyes to shoot open.

Mans voice: Hello Willow..

Willow: David

I tremble with a whisper.