Left and Return
As Sarah, continued wearing Kara’s poncho and gently sleeping on his shoulder, Connor stared out into the quiet and rainy night. His clothes were cool and wet yet his mind weren’t on the clothes, but on this beautifully young yet ancient woman sleeping upon his shoulder. “Wow she is so pretty. She seems so frail, but she did things even I would have difficulty doing. By the way what is this shock that isn’t stopping while I hold her?” Then a strange noise caught his undivided attention and pulled him from his thoughts.
Connor scanned all around, searching their surroundings for the source of this slow and soft sound. Then he felt the gentle vibrations on his occupied shoulder and so he looked down. Sarah began sleeping soundly and so deeply that he barley realized she was snoring. “Well now isn’t her snore adorable. Hmm the last time I heard someone snoring was Kara yet hers were so very annoying and more than a touch disturbing. I put a stop to that instantly by putting my old hiking socks in her mouth. Since then, Kara hasn’t snored once.” Connor smiled to himself at remembering that day. “Well I adore your snore Sarah and I’ll never put a gag in your mouth.”
“Isn’t this something unprecedented, I’ve never had thoughts about anyone like you before Sarah and we have only just met this day. I’m just glad she doesn’t look at me as a freak as others do.” His thoughts remained on only one subject: Sarah.
A few hours later the clouds ended their liquid barrage and cleared, and he was right there was a full moon tonight. Its soft pale glow brightened the surroundings and reflected off her flawless features and ethereal beauty. “I wonder what others will think of Sarah and I? ...Yeah right, like that will ever happen… Dream on Connor! She’s at least three hundred!!! And I’m nineteen…”
Later the sky began to brighten and Connor knew that dawn will be approaching in about an hour. “Well I’d better wake up my princess…Wait when did she become mine”? Somewhere in the back of his mind, the possessive part answered “When you decided to protect her even more fiercely than Kara…” “Oh well.” he said quietly
Pulling Sarah closer to himself he put his lips close to her ear and whispered “Sun’s almost up, Princess. It’s time to wake up.” The closeness to her stirred his raging heartbeat and he felt the radiating warmth of her skin upon his lips. And her scent became even more intoxicating up close.
As she turned her head to his voice she opened her eyes to find Connor’s face just an inch away. Her fluttering eyes shot wide open, but to his surprise she didn’t lean away from their closeness. In fact she seemed comfortable. As he continued to stare into those deep and beautiful green eyes, one thought kept repeating in his mind. “Kiss her. Kiss her. Kiss her…”
The breeze shifted bringing the smell of wild apples. “Yes, I had better get Sarah something to eat. She must be a little famished.” He thought quickly. He regretfully pulled his head away from hers saying “Are you hungry? I smell apples. I’ll go get us some breakfast.”
“Ok I’ll be right here.” She said quietly, not once looking away.
Connor got up, took a few steps over from where he sat earlier and slid Tool back into his belt loop. As he left the small clearing he felt Sarah staring at him
Balancer's Soul Page 7