Faline lay on her towel on the beach, soaking up the sun. She had her eyes closed and was completely relaxed. She could not start her hunt for the chupacabra until night fall so she was enjoying the warm sand and soft ocean breeze while she could. The demon had been attacking people on the border as well as in the jungle. She sighed, hoping she would get to enjoy more of this place before having to go home. A shadow suddenly obscured the sun and she opened her eyes, glaring up at the very good looking man standing over her. For a moment she was rendered speechless which as odd for her. She had always been outspoken, never hesitated.
“Can I help you?” She finally asked and he just kept staring at her. “Seriously what do you want?”
“You aren’t wearing sunscreen. You should put some on before you burn. This sun can be brutal.” He answered and she arched and eyebrow at his concern.
He smiled and walked away, leaving her wondering who he was. He had this sweet, calm air about him. She had never seen someone so sincere and he had not even tried to hit on her. She sat up and searched the crowd for him. She didn’t see him, but she was sure that if she wanted to she could track him by scent. She finally laid back down and fell asleep. Two hours later he was shaking her awake. “Falling asleep on the beach can be dangerous. Someone might try taking advantage of you.”
“Thank you again.”
“My name’s Victor. I’m here on business.” He said as he sat down in the sand next to her.
“Why are you introducing yourself? Chances are we will not see each other again.”
“You never know. Fate has a way of working these things out.”
That made her smile. “I’m Faline.”
“Nice to meet you Faline. Business or pleasure?” He returned her smile with one of his own. She couldn’t believe how polite and handsome he was. She found herself wanting to know more about him. She felt drawn to him. She mentally shook herself. She could not allow herself to get close to a stranger. She didn’t want to accidentally put him in harms way.
“But you’re trying to get as much of this place as you can huh? I don’t blame you, it really is gorgeous.” There was a beeping sound that shattered the tranquility. He lifted his arm and shut off his watch. “Well Faline, time for me to get ready for a meeting. If you ever feel like talking to someone whose name you know, I’m staying in that hotel over there.” He pointed at a big white hotel close to the beach. “Room 207.”
“Okay, I’ll think about it.” He got up and walked away, walking at a leisurely pace along the beach. She stared at him until he disappeared from view then stood and picked up her things. She had not had the guts to tell him she was staying on the same hotel.
Victor showered quickly, washing the sand and sea water from his skin. His mind drifted to the beautiful woman he had met not he beach. He had been inexplicably drawn to her like a moth to a flame. She had been suspicious of him when he had first approached her, thinking him just another guy who wanted to flirt with her. She was the most gorgeous sight he had ever seen, but he had been more worried about her getting a sunburn or being felt up by some random guy. He stepped out of the shower and dried then pulled on his work uniform.
He wanted to see her again even if it was for a second. He had enjoyed spending company with her. He knew it would be short lived since he would be leaving at the end of the week, but something about her had called out to him. He sighed and grabbed his room key before leaving for the conference room on the first floor. He pushed the button to call up one of the elevators. It dinged and the doors slid open. He was shocked when he saw her standing there.
“Faline, are you staying here too?” He asked.
“Uh yeah, I thought I told you.” She answered.
“You didn’t tell me anything actually. What room?”
She stepped out of the elevator and pushed him in. She hit the number one and smiled at him. “Bye Victor.” The doors closed and he just stood there, wanting to go back to her.
Faline hurried down the hall to her room, her hands shaking as she used the key card to unlock the door. He had been far to happy to see her and she had been equally happy to see him. It was a strange sensation being so attracted to him, wanting to know him as more than just a name. She threw her towel on the floor and flopped down on the bed. His scent was stuck in her nose, the image of his concerned eyes stuck in her head. She couldn’t believe her room was just down the hall. She would have to be extra vigilante about avoiding him.
Victor was distracted the whole meeting. His boss kept shooting him dirty looks, but he didn’t care. He wasn’t an important part of this meeting anyway. He was more of an assistant for this one than anything. He and his boss always seemed to bump heads no matter what he did right or wrong. He finally met his boss’s gaze when he felt him staring and smiled at him. He handed him a folder full of papers. It was a proposal for a business deal with some people he didn’t care about. Faline was all he cared about at the moment. Now that he knew she was not only staying in the same hotel, but was also on the same floor, he would be able to find her. The meeting didn’t end until the sun was almost all the way down.
Faline dressed in a pair of spandex pants, a tank top, and a sweater. She tugged on a pair of hiking boots and pulled her hair up in a ponytail. To the average person it would look like she was going out to do a bit of night time exploring. She was sure she would be told many times to look out for predators and she would simply wave it off. She was after a more dangerous predator than any the natives may fear. She decided to take the stairs to keep from running into Victor again. The last thing she needed was for him to follow her and get himself hurt trying to protect her.
She moved through the dark jungle, listening closely to every sound. She could still see the city and the tourists who were still wondering around. A young couple walked down happily down the road not far from where she was hiding. Underbrush rustled close by them and she ran as quickly as she could. Two glowling eyes peered through he thick leaves and she jumped, landing on the back of the chupacabra just before it could jump out. They rolled through the brush, startling the couple who moved quickly away. The chupacabra was an ugly, thin, long limbed creature with sharp canines and superhuman strength. This demon was a lot wilder than most and did not have the ability to take a human form. It had a sharp barb on the end of its tongue that it used to puncture holes in its prey. The creature threw Faline off and attacked her like a rabid, starving dog. Sharp claws barely missed her face as she back pedaled. She had not expected it to be so fast.
It screeched at her, jumping into a tree then down at her. It landed on her hard, making her slam her head on a sharp rock. Her vision spun, but she managed to punch the chupacabra in the stomach. It yelped in pain and ran. She pushed herself to her hands and knees, frustrated that she had lost the monster even though she had found that its abdomen was its weak spot. She got to her feet and rubbed the back of her head. It was bleeding a little, but not bad enough that she had to worry. She followed its scent until she came to a river. It had crossed over, leaving nothing behind. “Damn it!” She screamed and punched a tree. She started back for the city, needing a shower and a drink.
Victor waited in the lobby, wanting to catch her the next time she came through. She walked in the front door and he jumped up, catching her attention. She was covered in leaves and had a few scratches on her face. He rushed over to her, grabbing her and examining her. “Are you alright?” He asked as he looked her over.
“I’m fine, have you been waiting for me?” She answered and he nodded. He noticed blood on the back of her head and parted her hair.
“I was exploring and lost my footing.” She lied.
“Come on, you need to get cleaned up.”
He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the elevator. They went up in silence and when the doors opened he pulled her to his room. She resisted and he turned to her with a frown. “I don’t know which room is yours so come on. Don’t worry, I’m not some creepy stalker rapist. I’m just concerned.”
She sighed. “My room has my clothes.” She pulled him down the hall to her room and unlocked the door. “Just find a place to set. I’m going to take a shower.” He nodded and took a seat on the bed. She watched him out of the corner of her eye as she pulled clean clothes out of her suitcase. Him being on her bed was far to intimate. She hurried into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. She switched on the shower and stripped down then stepped under the warm spray. It stung the small cut on her head and the scratches on her face, but it felt amazing everywhere else.
Victor lay back on her bed, a little tired after the meeting he had had. Her scent surrounded him, relaxing him. He laced his fingers behind his head and closed his eyes, his head filling with images of Faline covered in water. He inhaled sharply, not meaning to let his mind go there. His hands itched to touch her, he longed to kiss her. She was so incredibly beautiful. He would give anything to spend the rest of the week with her. He had three days left and he wanted to get to know her as best as he could. Even though they would never see each other afterwards, he still wanted her and only her.
When Faline came out she was a little surprised to see him laying down. She crossed over to him quietly, leaning down to look at his face. She reached out to touch him and he grabbed her wrist, his eyes flying open. She blushed and he smiled. “You thought I had fallen asleep didn’t you?” He asked and she jerked her hand away.
“What kind of person just lays down on someone else’s bed?” She glared at him and he sat up, laughing.
“I’m sorry, next time I’ll ask.” He grabbed her wrist again and pulled her closer so she stood between his legs. “Lets get a drink.”
“Are you planning on getting me drunk to get in my pants?”
“Well yeah, what else would I be trying to do? I just want to get to know you. You are all I could think about today.” It was the truth. From the first moment they had made eye contact, he had wanted her in his life. He would think up any excuse for them to spend time together. “Please have a drink with me.”
“Oh fine, stop making that face damn it.” He let her go and she pulled on her shoes. They left the room and headed out of the hotel. He knew a place not far from where they were that served good booze and delicious food. They walked in silence, him enjoying the night air and her searching for any sign that the chupacabra might be lurking nearby. When they made it to the bar he waved and smiled at the bartender as they took a seat at one of the tables.
“Are you hungry?” He asked and she nodded. He went to the bar and ordered tamales and a glass of beer for both of them. His order was brought out quickly and he took everything back to the table. “I hope regular beer is okay. I guess I should have asked first.”
“It’s fine thank you.”
“So, tell me about yourself.”
“There isn’t really much to tell. My parents are divorced, have been for a long time. I work for my father. He owns his own company. I don’t have any siblings. I am very adventurous and haven’t found a single thing I fear.”
“Are you in a relationship? Boyfriend? Girlfriend? Maybe both?” She grinned and shook her head. He nodded and seemed to be thinking about something. “What about you Victor?”
“No girlfriend for me. I haven’t had much luck with relationships lately because none of them felt right.” He took a bite of his food then drank some of his beer. They finished what they had and Faline asked for another drink. He went back to the bar and had their glasses refilled. They drank, talked, and laughed for hours. She finally stop when she knew she was drunk.
“Shit,” she said, “I have had way to much.”
“I told you to slow down.” Victor replied and left for a moment to pay for everything. “Come on, you’re staying with me tonight.”
“Pffft whatever psycho.” He lifted her into his arms and she giggled. “You are really strong.” Â He did his best not to laugh at her.
Victor took Faline back to his room and lay her on the bed. He took her shoes off and started to cover her when she grabbed him and pulled him down on top of her. Her legs wrapped tightly around his waist and she pulled him down into a very aggressive kiss. He grabbed her arms and pulled at them, but she wouldn’t let him go. “Faline, you’re drunk.” He said.
“I’m sober enough to say yes.” Her mouth found his again and he felt his control quickly slipping away. She slipped her hand in his pants, her fingers wrapping around him, stroking him. He moaned into her mouth and pushed up her skirt, his fingers moving past her panties to rub her. He kissed and bit at her neck then down to her shoulder. He slid his fingers inside her and she moaned loudly, moving her hips against him. “Please Victor, I need you.”
He worked his belt loose then unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down. He pulled off her panties and thrust into her, surprised at how tight she was. He pushed up her shirt and bra, sucking at her breasts as he pumped into her hard and fast. Her loud cries excited him, sent a thrill though him that had his heart thundering in his chest. She clamped down around him and he whispered her name as he spilled himself deep inside her. He kissed her one more time and she smiled up at him as she drifted off. He pushed himself off of her, shocked at what he had just done.
“Don’t hate me in the morning please.” He said softly as he brushed her hair off of her forehead. He pulled her clothes off and tossed them on the floor then pulled the covers over her. He needed a shower and to gather his thoughts. He grabbed a pair of sweats out of his suitcase and went into the bathroom, turning on the water and switching on the shower. He scrubbed himself clean and pressed his forehead against the cool tile of the wall. “I’m such an idiot. She’s definitely going to hate me tomorrow. She’ll say I took advantage of her and maybe I did.” He slammed his fist against the wall. “Shit.” He got out and quickly dried then pulled on his sweats and went back out. He smiled at her peacefully sleeping form. He would take the recliner tonight and let her have the bed to herself.
He grabbed an extra blanket out of the closet and switched off the lights before sitting down and kicking the chair back. He closed his eyes, exhaustion finally getting the best of him and pulling him down into sleep. His mind filled with images of Faline writhing beneath him, her cries of ecstasy echoing through his head. He wanted to hear those sounds every day, wanted to have her in his arms when he slept.
The next morning Faline woke with a splitting headache. She cursed herself for getting drunk and sat slowly up. She realized she was naked and pulled the blanket up, holding it to her chest. Victor slept soundly in the recliner next to the window. Seeing his face made her remember the previous nights passion. She had practically attacked him, he had resisted, but her persistence had broken his resolve and they had wound up having sex. She groaned and flopped back down, the sound waking Victor. She blushed and buried her face in her pillow.
“Are you okay Faline?” He asked as he sat down next to her and ran his hand up and down her back. His touch gave her goosebumps.
“I have a horrible headache and I am so thirsty.” She managed to answer.
He got her a glass of water and she had no choice but to set up and take it for him. She drank with an averted gaze, feeling better by the time she finished it. “I’ll go buy you some Tylenol, you just relax and order room service.” He pulled on a tank top and his shoes then grabbed his wallet and room key. “Please stay here.” He left before she could say anything else. She lay back down and covered her head with the blanket. It felt like someone was smashing a brick against her brain.
Victor was shaking as he bought Tylenol. The cashier asked if he was alright and he explained it was just the heat and the he was going to get out of the sun as soon as he left. He replayed the previous night in his head again and again. He felt like an idiot. He had taken advantage of a drunk woman and knew he should have fought harder. He had wanted her, had craved the softness of her skin. Even worse he had not used protection. In spite of all this, he had still felt an amazing connection with her. Being with her like that had brought him immense pleasure and joy. He walked through the front door of the hotel and crossed the lobby, using the elevator to head upstairs. He went quickly to his room and was relieved to find her sleeping. He sat down next to her and gently shook her.
“Faline wake up, I have Tylenol.” He said softly. She groaned and pulled the blanket off of her head.
“I feel so sick.” She replied.
“Just rest okay, I’ll take care of you. This is my fault after all.”
She smiled at him, making his heart sing. “I could have said no to drinks and I could have listened to you when you told me not to drink so much. Don’t blame yourself for anything that happened last night.”
“Faline, I should have fought harder. I should have…” She pressed her index finger to his lips, silencing him.
“Just take care of me like you said you would.”
Whether she wanted to admit it or not, she was glad he was there. Even though she was sick, she had not regretted her actions. He had been so sweet to her from the moment they had met that she couldn’t hate what had happened between them. He went and got her more water then gave her a couple of Tylenol. He switched on the TV and put the pillows behind her so she could sit comfortably. “Are you hungry?” He asked and she nodded. He called room service, ordering her a banana nut muffin and himself a blueberry muffin with orange juice. It didn’t take long for their food to be brought to them and he handed her her muffin before taking a seat in the recliner. He was giving her space.
“Victor would you please come and sit with me?” He looked at her for a moment then jumped up and went around to the other side of the bed.
“Are you feeling any better?” He asked.
“No, but it was good to get some food in my stomach. Thank you. Can I have a drink of your juice?” He handed her his glass and she took a sip. It tasted delicious.
“You can have it.” He glanced at her then back to the TV. “Would you like me to get you some clothes?”
“Am I that hideous?”
“No, not at all. You are absolutely gorgeous. I loved seeing you.”
“I just blurted that out, but it’s true. You are so beautiful and you smell and feel amazing. I want to touch you and kiss you again.” The sincerity on his voice and the adoration in his eyes sent a tingle of happiness up her spine. No one had ever looked at her in such a way. She knew she should leave and tell him to go away, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. She needed him in her life, wanted him to fall so madly in love with her that he would not be able to live without her. She knew she still had a job to do and as soon as she felt better she would be back to hunting the chupacabra, but afterwards she wanted to be with him.
“Is it okay if I stay here with you for a couple of days?” She asked.
“I would really like that. I enjoy being with you.” He answered with his sweet, sincere smile. She sat her muffin and the glass of juice on the bed side table then leaned in and kissed his cheek. His eyes widened and she saw his pupils dilate. He sat his muffin down and tangled his fingers in her hair, kissing her gently on the lips. He pushed her back onto the bed and pulled the blanket off of her, raining kisses down her body. Her skin grew hot as she blushed from head to toe. He tugged at her nipples with his teeth, suck greedily at her breasts. She gasped his name as he moved lower. “Is this okay?” He asked.
“Yes, please don’t stop.” He kissed his way to her hips, giving her a soft bite. He pushed her legs as wide as they would go and licked her. She gripped the sheet as his mouth covered her, his tongue sliding over and then in her, tasting her. “Victor.” She cried, exciting him. She tasted wonderful, sweet and exotic. He would never get enough of her. Her legs shook with the force of her orgasm, her back arching off the bed. She had never felt like this with anyone. He kissed his way back up her, his mouth finding hers in a hungry kiss. She could feel how hard he was against her thigh and wanted return the favor. She slid lower, pulling his sweats down and swirling her tongue around his tip. She took him into her mouth, relaxing her throat so she swallowed all of him. He thrust into her mouth, moaning loudly. She slid her hands in his shirt and ran her nails down his back so he shivered. He burst in her mouth with a loud cry and rolled onto his back, panting. She swallowed what was in her mouth and took a long drink of orange juice before kissing him.
“That was amazing Faline. It was so intense, so mind blowingly hot.” He managed to say.
“Good, now you know how you make me feel.”
“Glad to know I’m that good.” He pulled her down into another kiss and they both smiled, getting lost in each other’s eyes. He was sad he would be leaving in a couple of days. He had to get her to fall on love with him before then. They stayed in his room all day, talking about their lives and their futures. They seemed to both tiptoe around the idea of being together, but never actually voiced it. By the time the sun started to go down, she felt a little better. Her stomach was still on knots and her head still pounded a little, but she was at least able to stand up without getting dizzy. She invited Victor to take a bath with her and he followed her into the bathroom without hesitation. After a dinner of salad and more juice, she slowly started to drift off wrapped in his arms.
“I love you Faline.” He whispered and her heart skipped a beat. He obviously thought she was sleeping. She stayed still, not wanting him to be embarrassed that she had heard his confession. He kissed the top of her head then relaxed completely, his breathing becoming soft and slow. As soon as she finished her job, she would tell him how she felt. She allowed herself to drift into sleep, dreaming of his sweet and loving words.
The next morning Faline woke with her headache gone. She still felt like throwing up and groaned. The sound woke Victor who turned on his side and looked at her with concern. “Still not feeling well?” He asked.
“I feel sick to my stomach.” She answered, her voice sounding pathetic. He pressed the back of his hand to her forehead.
“You don’t have a fever at least. Do you want me to get you something?” She shook her head. “How about I get you some pepto. It might make you feel better.”
“If you want to. I can’t believe how sick one night of drinking made me. I will never pick up another beer again.” He chuckled then kissed her cheek.
“Just rest, I’ll be back before you know it.”
“You are such an angel. Thank you for taking care of me.” Victor dressed quickly and grabbed his wallet and room key. He kissed her once more before hurrying out the door.
When Victor came back she was leaning against the headboard watching TV. He sighed happily as he crossed the room and handed her the bottle of pepto. She smiled up at him, her eyes dancing with warmth as she opened the bottle and took a big swig of the pink liquid. He leaned down and kissed her and she smiled against his lips. He couldn’t believe she was still here, was afraid he would wake up somewhere in a drunken stupor and that this would have been a figment of his imagination.
“You are so beautiful Faline.” He said softly, his fingers curling around the nape of her neck. He pulled her onto another kiss and she sat the bottle on the table next to her. She gripped his shirt and pulled him down on top of her. He pushed the blanket down and ran his free hand over her. He couldn’t believe how soft she was. “Wait.” He said against her lips and pulled back. She looked up at him confused.
“What’s wrong?” She asked.
“I don’t have any protection, Â I don’t want to get you pregnant.”
“You’d just be stuck with me if you did anyway.” His eyes widened and she started laughing. “I’m on the pill, don’t worry. I just have to make sure to take today’s dose.”
“I can go get them for you.”
“Stop thinking about it, you can get them after.” She rolled him beneath her, taking him by surprise. “I need you now Victor.” She pulled his shirt off and ran her hands along his chest and down to his abdomen. She traced his happy trail, making him inhaled sharply. She slid off the bed and tugged his shoes and socks off. He took off his pants and pulled her back on top of him.
“What a sight you are, so sexy and tempting. It’s not fair.” He said as he cupped her breasts, pinching and tugging at her nipples until they were hard. She moaned and he sat up, sucking and biting at them. He gripped her hips and speared her, moaning against her breast as her tightness enveloped him. She lifted and lowered herself and he flexed his hips so he went deeper, making her cry out his name. Her back arched as he took her over the edge again and again. He tipped her back onto the bed, never breaking contact with her. His hips took on a quicker pace, making her moan loudly.
“Victor.” She repeated his name over and over again, her pleading voice his undoing. He came hard and fast, his whole body quivering, his loud cry of ecstasy mingling with hers. He rolled onto his back, taking her with him. They lay together, bot of them completely limp. “If we keep doing that, we are both liable to die of pleasure.” She whispered.
“It wouldn’t be so bad, at least we’d be together.” He replied and cleared his throat.
“True.” She nuzzled his chest and he wrapped his arms around her.
“I’ll be leaving you soon Faline, you know that right?”
“I know.” She said sadly. She wanted to say she loved him and that she wanted to be with him, but she was worried about how he would react. Maybe he didn’t want a committed relationship. “When are you leaving?”
“The day after tomorrow. I don’t want to, but I have to.” She kissed his chest and moved to lay beside him. They didn’t talk about him leaving anymore. She stayed in his arms until he drifted off then got up and went into the bathroom, needing a shower and time to think. She washed herself and allowed her mind to work. Tomorrow night she would continue her hunt for the chupacabra and then the morning after, she would tell Victor her feelings and hope he wanted to be with her too. She knew loving a human could be dangerous, but she had never wanted anything this bad in her life.
“Hey sleepy head wake up.” Faline said and shook Victor. He blinked up at her and smiled then stretched.
“Do you need something sweetness?” He asked and she couldn’t help but smile.
“My pills, you know the important ones that keep my ovaries from having a mind of their own.”
He laughed and pulled her down on top of him. He pulled her down into a kiss then pressed her head against his chest, just enjoying the closeness. “I love the feel of you against me.” He ran his fingers through her damp hair and kissed the top of her head.
“You are a very sweet man.” She kissed his chest then rolled off of him. “I feel a lot better by the way.”
“Good, see I make a great doctor. A little Tylenol, some pepto and mind blowing sex were all you needed. You can thank me later.” She punched his chest and he grabbed her wrists, pinning them next to her head as he straddled her hips. “It’s not nice to hit the man who is taking care of you. I might just have to punish you later.”
“What are you going to do, spank me?”
“No, something a lot more fun.” He kissed her nose and got off of her. He dressed quickly and grabbed her room key. “I shall return.” He said dramatically, making her laugh.
Victor hummed as he moved down the hall. He was practically soaring he felt so happy. He unlocked her door and went directly to her suitcase. He unzipped it and flipped it open. He decided to grab her some clean clothes as well as her pills. He rifled through everything until he found the wheel of pills and stuck them on his pocket. He grabbed her clothes and was about to close her suitcase when he spotted a picture tucked in one of the pockets. He pulled it out and looked at it. It was a picture of her, maybe about fourteen or fifteen years old standing next to a man. He didn’t like that man very much. He looked so cold and unemotional as he stared at the camera. Faline smiled happily, her eyes glowing with her happiness. He was sure this man was her father. He slipped the picture back in and headed back to his room. He wondered how her father would react to him if he ever got to meet the man.
Faline jumped into his arms when he walked back through the door, making him drop the clothes. He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs tightly around him. His lips found hers and he pressed her into the mattress. He smiled against her lips and pulled back a little as he reached into his back pocket and held up her pills. “Take this please.” He said and kissed her once more before slipping out of her arms.
“You really worry to much.” She replied as she popped one of the pills out and put it in her mouth. She swallowed it and sat the package down.
“As your caretaker, it would be wrong of me to neglect the important things for a few moments of pleasure.”
“Thank you for taking care of me my valiant knight.” Her stomach growled and he laughed. “It’s your fault. You make me hungry with all of this exercise.”
“Then I will order us BLTs and make sure you are well fed and well rested.” He picked up the phone and called for room service. He ordered them food and soda, Pepsi for him and sprite for her. She wasn’t sick to her stomach anymore, but she didn’t tell him. He wanted to take care of her and she was willing to let him. When their food came, they ate and chatted while they watch TV. He leaned in and licked some crumbs off the corner of her mouth and she blushed. When they were finished he made her lay down on her stomach and he rubbed her back and neck until she became drowsy. “Feel good?” He asked.
“Amazing.” Was all she could say. He turned her onto her side and pulled her back against him. He kissed the back of her neck, making her smile.
“Rest now okay.” He whispered. She laced her fingers through his allowed herself to doze off.
The next morning Faline woke before Victor. She admired his face, smiling at how he looked peaceful even on sleep. She wanted to make love to him again, to see that look of wonder on his face as he sank into her. She had fallen so in love with that her heart thundered excitedly in her chest and her body grew hot with need at just the sight of him. She had to hunt today, she had to finish her job. She slid slowly and silently out of bed and pulled on the clothes he had brought for her. She scribbled a quick note on a piece of paper, thanking him for all he had done and promising she would return. She left it on her pillow then kissed his cheek before grabbing her room key and hurrying out of the room. She went to her room and redressed in her athletic gear. She pulled her hair up in a ponytail, grabbed her cell phone, and hurried out of her room and downstairs. She didn’t want Victor waking up and finding her gone while she was still in the building.
Victor turned to hold her and opened his eyes when his arm his open space. She was gone, a note resting there in her place. He picked it up and let his eyes run over the short message. It did nothing to ease his sadness. He wondered if he had done something wrong or if she was becoming to overwhelmed by him. Even though everything in him told him to go after her, he stayed put. He didn’t want her to feel trapped by his need for her. He sighed and got out of bed. He had to find something to keep himself occupied. He had to believe that she was going to come back.
Her mind was occupied with thoughts of Victor as she moved out of the city and into the jungle. She had never felt so loved by anyone in her life. He made her feel special and beautiful. All the men her father had picked for her were all idiots, especially Archer. She couldn’t stand him and his egotistical bull shit. The words that came out of his mouth made her want to strangle him. Her father thought he was wonderful, that he was just what she needed. She didn’t want a man who would dominates her, who would want to break her and take away who she was. The man she wanted was sleeping in a hotel room after exhausting himself taking care of her. She found her way back to the place she had last seen the chupacabra by lunch time. It had come back to this place after she had left, probably drawn by the smell of her blood. It had left footprints and fur, giving her a nice trail to follow.
She hurried through the jungle, jumping over fallen trees and ducking under low branches. She startled a bunch of birds which shook a snake out of a tree. It landed on her and she tossed it as far as she could. The last thing she needed was to be bit by something venomous. She wouldn’t die, but she didn’t want Victor to have to take care of her again. He had worked so hard to make sure she felt better. As night fell, she wondered what he was up to and of he was mad at her for slipping away. She promised she would make it up to him, would do anything it took to make him happy. She heard a skittering noise and came to a stop, cocking her head to one side to listen. A loud hiss filled the darkness and she felt something jump at her rather than heard it. She rolled out of the way, coming up n her feet facing the chupacabra. It was on all fours, it’s eyes glowing with rage and hunger. It wanted to devour her. it jumped at her again, its clawed fingers grabbing for her and its sharp teeth snapping at her throat. She punched and kicked at it trying to find its weak spot again. She finally connected with it and the monster yelped. It tried to run, but she jumped on it, clinging tightly to it as they rolled across the ground. She hit it again and again until it was screaming n agony. It bit into her arm and she head butted it in the face. She planted her feet in its abdomen and launched it through the air and into a tree. It hit the ground with a loud thud, completely limp.
“Stupid monster.” She pulled out her cell and speed dialed her father. “Send someone to pick this thing up. I’ll leave my blood as a beacon.” She hung up before her father could say anything. She didn’t want to deal with him right now. She knew he wasn’t going to be happy about her dating a human. She got to her feet and went over to the chupacabra, allowing her blood to drip onto the beast. She ripped a bunch of vine off of a tree and tied it up. It would probably be unconscious for awhile, but she wanted to make sure it couldn’t get lose and slip away. She hoped she could find a good excuse for the bite marks and blood on her arm.
Victor paced back and forth in the lobby as he waited. He hoped she was okay, that she had not fallen and hit her head again. He had a feeling she would be giving him many heart attacks on the future. He ran his fingers through his hair, his eyes jumping to the door every now and then in the hopes that she would walk through the front door. When she finally came in he ran to her and wrapped her in a tight hug. She was covers in dirt and leaves, dry blood covered her arm and hand. “What happened?” He asked and pulled back to look at her face.
“I was attacked by a dog. I fought it off.” She answered and he kissed her softly on the lips before lifting her into his arms and asking the receptionist for a first aid kit. He got it and sat it on Faline’s stomach. He carried her to the elevator and used his elbow to hit the button and stepped in when the doors opened. “I was so worried about you.” He kissed her cheek then her chin and down to her neck, making her shiver.
“I’m wounded here and you’re turning me on.” She said in a whisper.
“I’m sorry, but when ai woke up and you were gone, my heart nearly exploded. I didn’t do anything wrong did I?” The elevator doors opened and he stepped out, heading to his room.
“Of course not, you’ been very good to me. You took care of me when I was sick and now you’re taking care of me again. I need to pay you back.”
“No you don’t. I’ve enjoyed doing things for you. Your company is enough.” He sat her on her feet and unlocked his door. “Lets take a shower then I can bandage your arm.”
He sat her on her feet and let her put the first aid kit on the counter before undressing her. He couldn’t help but run his hands over her skin. He cupped her breasts, tugged at her nipples so she gasped his name. “Sorry, lets get you clean.” He pulled his own clothes off and turned on the shower, making sure the water wasn’t to hot. “You still have your hair up.” She reached up and took her ponytail holder out, letting her hair cascade down her back and over her shoulders. “You look like a goddess.”
“A wounded goddess.” He laughed and they stepped under the warm water. He ran his hands loving over her, washing away the dirt and blood that covered her skin.
“No more wandering off alone.” He kissed her shoulder then gave it a soft bite.
“I’ll try not to.” They got out and he dried them both then pulled her into the room and made her set on the bed. He bandaged her arm, his touch gentle. It nearly moved her to tears. “So, you’re leaving tomorrow.” She said as he put the last piece of medical tape in place.
“Yeah, around noon. I managed to get a seat. The rest of my colleagues left today.”
“Oh, how sad.” He tipped her head back and kissed her softly before hugging her. “I’m going to sleep here tonight. I want to cuddle with you.”
“Okay, sounds good.” Neither of them said what they were really thinking and soon fell asleep. The next morning Victor kissed her and packed his things. He left her a note, telling her how much he loved her and that he had truly enjoyed their time together. He went to the airport, feeling depressed when his flight was called and he took his seat next to the window. He stared out at the tarmac, wanting to go back to her.
“Running off an leaving a note. Was that some sort of payback?” His head snapped around and he blinked to make sure he wasn’t seeing things.
“What are you doing here?” He asked as Faline sat down next to him.
“I changed my flight last night while you were sleeping.”
“Why?” She arched a quizzical eyebrow at him.
“Because you told me you loved me when you thought I was sleeping and in that stupid note. The truth is, I really love you too, even if you did try and leave without giving me a proper goodbye kiss.” He pulled her into his arms and covered her mouth with his. She smiled against his lips and pulled back to smile at her.
“Does that mean you’re coming home with me?”
“I plan on spending a lot of time at your house. Maybe I’ll spend forever there. How does forever sound?”
“Forever sounds amazing as long as it’s with you.” He kissed her again and then they buckled up. He laced his fingers through hers and she rested her head on his shoulder, both of them feeling happy and complete.