by Raven
He said nothing. Instead, he tilted his head and gazed in gratification at me. I turned away, only because I didn’t want to make a dumb noise with my mouth. Leaning forward, I stared into the water. It was so clean that I was able to see straight to the bottom.
His eyes were still on me.
My heart was pounding so hard that I was afraid it was going to burst out of my chest and splash into the water to cool itself down.
“Did you know I would come today? I know it’s a strange question. It’s just that…how is it that Zeke came to you?” I asked puzzled.
“I can speak to animals. I asked him to come.” he said.
“Really?” I gullibly asked, believing every word.
Dean’s sexy chuckle almost made me float over to him. “I was sitting in front of your house for about an hour before you came. I was blowing in this.” He pulled a whistle out of his pocket. “It’s a dog whistle. Only they can hear it. I kept blowing it and it was driving your dog crazy inside the house. That’s why as soon as you opened the door he came running out to search for the noise.”
“You planned this out? You wanted me here?” I whimpered out in amazement. I tried to sit still to keep my composure.
Dean stood up and stretched his arms. The tattoos on his forearm were sexy! It made me feel like I was with a bad boy… that had great taste in tattoos. I tried not to stare, but from the corner of my eye, I could see him pulling off his shirt. I turned a little more towards him to get a better peek.
With every movement he made, he looked like a carved statue. Like an artist worked very carefully on his body so that he would come out flawless. Every muscle group was in well-proportioned to the other. The sun shone through the cracks the leaves made in the trees, brightening his skin to a glow. Then, he leaped into the pool. When his head popped back up out of the water, he gestured with his hand for me to come join him. I exaggerated the shake of my head. There was no way I was jumping in the water without a life jacket and some floaters. But I wasn’t about to tell him that.
He tilted himself back and floated on his back. The water that was clinging to his skin glistened against the sunlight. I’m sure it felt good for the water to have him there. The water must have felt more than honored to have him choose this particular spot.
“Join me?” he suggested with a smooth pleading voice.
Once again, I shook my head. Besides, I was enjoying myself too much. Watching him was extremely fulfilling.
At this moment, if I were thirsty, hungry, hurting, it wouldn’t matter. Just the sight of him eased everything away into nothingness.
This had to be a dream.
This wasn’t real.
I probably just plopped myself on the couch after Markus had dropped me off and fell asleep, I had to be dreaming.
Slowly, he swam towards me, eyes focused. He looked like a shark coming at me, and I was his prey. Only his eyes and the top of his head were visible above the water. How I wanted this shark to catch me and do with me what he wanted.
Dean came until only inches away from me and slowly rose up. I wasn’t sure if he was doing it slowly or if everything slowed down as it usually did with him. He rose up until the water met his stomach. The crystal liquid ran down his skin and dropped back into the water, leaving behind a gloss that only intensified his stunning body. He looked incredibly inviting. Raising his hand out of the water, he held it out for me to grab while looking up at me through his wet lashes.
I hesitated.
Dean then took his other hand out as if to grab me, to help me in. My God! I screamed inside my mind. I wanted to leap into those strong arms. His smile was cocky, as if he knew I was falling for every trick. The magnetic hold he had on me made me lean just a little forward. He took that as a ‘yes’ and immediately grabbed my sides and picked me up. Next, I found myself up above his head with water up to my knees. He held me like it was nothing, I was as light as a bag of feathers for him. Since this was all a dream though, I didn’t protest. Carefully, he lowered me down. A formation of goose bumps took over my skin as my face came closer and closer towards his. He gazed up at me as he lowered me down inch by torturous inch until he set me down in the water. He let go of me and I began to sink in. The water rose higher and higher. I was moving my arms and legs as I should be, but I kept sinking.
That’s when fear took over and I realized that I wasn’t in a dream. I frantically kicked and waved my arms around only making the sinking worse. I felt his arms wrap around my waist, pulling me back up, so I wrapped my arms around his shoulders.
“You still can’t swim?” he asked in concern.
“Yeah, I can.” I said, still trying to present some coolness in front of him.
“Then why did you sink?” He asked with a smirk.
There was no denying it. I might as well have told him.
“I can swim, but I can’t float, so when the water hits my face, that’s when I start to panic.” I shamefully admitted.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he demanded, gripping me firmly but at the same time gently.
“I don’t know. It’s not something I go telling everyone.” I said. “Besides, it’s not like we’ve kept in touch.”
He ignored that comment. “What if I teach you how to float?” he asked.
“I’ll still be afraid. I have water phobia; I’m afraid of deep water. I guess I’m afraid of drowning. Something takes over me and I have a panic attack.” I admitted.
“Is this you having a panic attack?” he asked.
I looked down at myself. Usually, the rare times I was in the water, I would be reaching for the edge and scrambling out. This time, I was still. Calm. I hung onto Dean, but it wasn’t from fear, it was just an excuse to cling on. For some reason, he was doing this to me. His touch was calming me from my natural reaction to fear. I couldn’t believe it.
“I want to show you something.” he said shyly, while looking down and away.
I nodded my head in surrender. I didn’t care if it was a twig he was going to show me, I was all for whatever!
Dean effortlessly helped me out of the water, putting his shirt back on as I wrung my hair and clothes out. As I followed him, I rubbed my fingers just below my lower eyelids, to check if my makeup was smeared. Lucky for me, it was intact. I just had to worry about my hair frizzing like I was hit by lightning.
“Ever been behind a waterfall?” he asked me.
I froze.
Was he serious? Was that what he was going to show me? I couldn’t believe it. I had always wanted to do that! It was as if he read my mind when I was staring at the spilling water earlier. Funny how a person with water phobia had standing behind a waterfall on her bucket list.
“No! Are we going to?” I asked in excitement. A wide smile spread across my face. I felt like skipping behind him, but of course I resisted.
The climb looked pretty easy; the boulders were slightly slanted, but they could be climbed on still. Dean held my hand as we climbed the rocky stairway side by side. The rocks were slippery because of the mist and every time I was about to slip, he would pull me up. And he would do it just before I slipped as if he knew it was coming. Dean stayed behind me as I prepared myself to climb into the cave. My heart was racing with fear as I looked down at the water below us. I imagined myself falling in and I froze. I took more deep breaths to regain some composure.
“You okay?” Dean asked.
I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. All I could do was look down at the terrifying water below me. It promised me death.
“I’m going to climb over you. Just stay where you are and don’t let go,” he said.
Not two seconds later, he was already in the cave and had a grip on both of my arms. He pulled me up effortlessly and before I knew it, I was sitting in the cave!
It wasn’t as big as I had imagined one would be. The ceiling wasn’t high enough for us to stand in, so we had to sit down to admire the view of the water. Below us, Zeke slept under a tree. Pshhh…now he
stayed put!
Dean turned to me. “You didn’t even get your face wet.” he pointed out.
“Oh. Yeah. I didn’t want my make up to wash off.” I informed him.
“I wonder how you look without it.” Dean studied my face and hummed as if picturing me. Then he gave me a crooked smile… one with a mischievous meaning behind it.
Dean scooted back to get some space and began pulling up the bottom of his shirt…slowly. Very, very slowly. I gulped. After removing it, he dipped the balled-up shirt into the falling water, soaking it completely. My stunned state from the sight of him without his shirt took me off guard and I realized too late what he was about to do. Dean crawled towards me with the soaking shirt clenched in one hand. I had nowhere to go. The cave was too small for me to run and I wouldn’t dare jump out. So I was trapped. I crawled back as far as I could before I hit the wall behind me. He crouched closer to me, so close, in fact, that I could feel his skin lingering extremely close to mine. Water beads were dripping from his hair onto my legs and feet. I tried pushing him away with my hands but it was like trying to push boulders-his muscles were so hard and he didn’t even budge.
Gently, he placed my hands down by my sides and rubbed the soaked shirt against my eyes. I hated that I did not wear my waterproof makeup today. How was I to know that would happen? Droplets of water poured from the shirt down my face. And I knew he succeeded in rubbing my makeup all off. Pulling back a little, he examined me. Then he came up close to me again and rubbed here and there with the soaked shirt. Only this time, he didn’t pull himself back. His eyes were penetrating mine. I could feel the warmth of his breath against the droplets of water on my face. The contact made me shiver.
“There…” he paused, “…you truly are beautiful.” Dean’s husky voice was low and so kind. I wanted to hear more. I yearned for more.
“Tell me why you look at me the way you do,” I pleaded.
Dean inched closer. “Every time I look at you…” he paused again and his eyes wandered down to my quivering lips. His breathing was hard, but he continued “…every time I look at you…I want to kiss you.” He said it so softly that I was lucky enough to make out the words.
My whole body started to quiver. The rushes burned inside of me and I was utterly dumfounded by his close presence. I had forgotten how to talk, how to breathe. All I could do was anticipate what I believed was going to happen next.
Then, I felt his lips touch mine.
ean’s lips were gently plush against mine, and I knew he had been eager to kiss me for a while by the way he kept looking at my lips. But for some reason, all he did was kiss me softly without even parting my lips-a simple peck. He was getting just a taste. When he slowly and painfully pulled himself away from me, he left the intoxicating taste of himself dancing on my lips. He didn’t say anything, but he did smile. If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear his eyes were brightening as we sat there, looking at each other. He forced himself to look away from me and out through the waterfall. I didn’t realize it had gotten late. The sun was already going down. He turned back to me with irritation on his face, as if cursing whoever was responsible for the darkness.
“I better get you home,” Dean said.
“Yeah.” I regrettably agreed. “I haven’t seen my mom since this morning. She’s probably worried.” I didn’t want to leave. I could have stayed here forever with him. And if he was a vampire, I wouldn’t care at this point.
Dean stood up and walked to the edge before the waterfall. Him standing against the pouring water was truly a sight to see-he looked like he stepped into a painting. As he turned to face my way, he spread his arms out in a flying motion and started leaning backwards. Backwards!
“What are you doing? Are you crazy?!” I yelled.
Dean gave me a dangerous grin and closed his eyes before he fell out of my sight. I crawled to the edge to peer down at him, but saw only the crystal liquid cascading below me. Then, he popped out of the pool at the bottom.
I exhaled in relief.
“Jump!” Dean dared me.
“Yeah, and how about I do a three sixty.” Sarcasm escaped me. “I’m climbing down.” I said. I crawled over to where we had climbed up. It was steeper then I had remembered. I was sure to slip and hit myself against the rocks. I looked back at Dean. He shrugged his shoulders and held out his arms in front of him. For years, Dean had been this mysterious, scary guy, but right now, at this very moment…there was nothing scary at all about him. He was adorable as he pleaded with his face for me to join him. And I couldn’t believe that I was the girl he was with right now. I was the girl he had chosen to bring to this magical place. And I was the girl that he just kissed.
I had to choose between climbing down the slippery rocks or jumping into his arms. Naturally, I chose his arms. I stood close to the edge looking down at what I thought was my death. But, somehow, I ignored the water and saw only him. He looked like a dark angel on a cloud of mist, holding his arms out to me. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. Then I jumped. I held my breath and prepared myself for the impact, but I landed right into his arms, even causing him to sink a little with the landing. Immediately, though, he brought us back up above the surface. My heart was banging inside my chest. But it wasn’t the water that did it to me this time, it was Dean’s touch. Every part of him that touched me burned despite the cool water that covered me.
I laughed out loud. I was stoked that I was finally having fun in the water and that it was all because of him. I held onto his shoulders as he swam to the edge. He gently guided me to it and even lifted me a little so I could get a good grip. Once out, I tried to wring as much of the water out of my clothes as possible as I slipped on my flip-flops. My hair was so wet it looked blood red. When I was finished with my failed attempts of drying myself, I turned to look at Dean standing beside me. He was scanning the forest around us.
“Let’s go,” his tone turned serious. He set his hand on my back guiding me out of the forest. He was walking pretty fast, rushing me along with him. And Zeke followed without me having to hold his leash.
“What? Do you have a curfew or something?” I asked him. But he only stared at me. More like drilled his gaze at me. “Will I see you at school tomorrow?” I asked in hopes that he would say yes. But he shook his head with regret on his face. We slowed down as we finally approached the street in front of my house.
“Lina…” he softly called. Lina. He hadn’t called me that since before his parents died. It was a nickname for my middle name, Melina. But I didn’t turn to him. I wanted to hear that word come from his mouth again, so I pretended like I didn’t hear him even though he was so close to me.
“Lina.” This time, his tone was serious.
I stopped and turned to him.
“Don’t invite any strangers in,” he quickly said.
“Oookay?” I said, holding back the rolling of my eyes.
“I mean it.” he said sternly.
“Hey! Watch the attitude!” I barked back.
He took in a huff. “Please…” he said in a much nicer tone.
“That’s better.” I said while throwing him a grin of accomplishment that I couldn’t hold back.
The look Dean gave me was the kind you give off when you can’t believe that just happened. Maybe I’d been the only one to snap back at his rudeness. His green eyes smoldered at me and he looked like he was in some kind of trance. Then, he leaned in while gently putting his hand on the back of my head and he kissed me again. But it wasn’t on the lips where I was expecting it to be, he kissed me on the forehead and kept his lips there as if it was something he’d longed to do. I couldn’t understand why, but the kiss seemed very intimate.
When he pulled away, he gestured me towards my house. I unwillingly turned my heel and walked the stone pathway that led to my front door. When I reached it, I turned to look at him, but he was already gone. I raised my hand up to feel where he had kissed me, something I didn’t want to do in front of him.
/> I smiled in complete bliss and went inside. I shut the door behind me and leaned my back on it, melting to the ground.
“There you are! Where have you been? You left your bag and phone in front of the house. I thought something happened to you!” my mom hysterically said to me. “Markus has been driving around looking for you. I was about to call the police!”
“I’m okay mom. I just… when I got home, Zeke ran off and I dropped my stuff and chased after him. I found him at a spring and… went swimming.” I blurted out.
“Swimming? You?” she asked, so surprised at the fact of me swimming that she dropped the hysteria.
“I know. Well…Dean was there. And, so, we went swimming.” I said, meekly. “He held onto me the whole time so I wouldn’t freak out.”
“That explains it. Mindy, you need to leave a note or something next time. I really was worried about you. And you should call Markus before he reports you to unsolved mysteries.” she said.
I called Markus immediately.
“Red!” he said, surprised. “Where have you been? Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. I went after Zeke because he ran off. Then I-” Bumped into Dean? I couldn’t tell him that. Markus thought Dean was a murderer or a vampire. Ugh…what a mess. “-then I hung out for a while when I found Zeke.” I said quickly.
“Okay. So everything’s cool?” he asked.
“Yeah, it’s cool. I’ll see you tomorrow.” I said before he hung up.
I ran upstairs and put something dry on before coming back down to eat with my mother.
“Why did you lie to Markus?” my mom asked.
“Oh.” I cut the lemon chicken into even pieces. “I don’t think Markus likes Dean. I didn’t want to bring him up.” I said.
“Is Dean bad news?” She asked with concern.
“No…I don’t think so. You know how guys are. Not all of them click.” I said while aiming a piece of chicken in my mouth.
“So, how is Dean? I thought you two weren’t friends anymore.” she asked.