My eyes fluttered open and I smiled as I felt Brandon’s lips lightly brush my earlobe “And she’s back.” He whispered, tightening his hold on me and I chuckled sheepishly “Did I pass out?” I asked and he smiled. “You didn’t pass out, you just simply fell asleep, sleeping beauty.” He said and I snorted.
I remember him holding me afterwards; I must’ve drifted off to sleep then.
“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” he asked, his tone more solemn. “No.” I whispered, “It was amazing, you were amazing.” I said and he smiled. After the initial discomfort it was indescribable, nothing could’ve prepared me for it. I connected with Brandon on a level I never thought possible and I knew my fate and feelings for this boy were sealed. I then remembered something,
“You said you love me,” I said in quiet elation and he raised an eyebrow “But you already knew that.” He said and I grinned, “Did you know?” I asked “What?”
“I love you too.” I whispered and he kissed me briefly.
“What time is it?” I asked and he frowned then glanced at the clock on his side “Just after ten, I should probably take you home and cook up a very good excuse why you’re so late.” He said.
“I can’t go home.” I said, “I’m having a sleep over at Tess’ house.” I said and he smiled sinfully, “Aren’t you a bad girl?” he said chucking. He pushed the covers away from me “Does that mean I have you all to myself?” he asked placing kisses on my bare stomach “All night?”
“Basically yes.” I said as my insides did somersaults, my eyes widened as it dawned on me that he meant we’d do it all night. I grabbed his head stopping his scorching trail up my ribcage. “But I’m hungry.” I added and he chucked as he lifted his head “I didn’t feed you did I? How inhospitable of me.” he said. I smiled thinking how can I not love him when he’s like that?
“Come on then, lets fix you a late night snack.” He said.
“And he makes a mean sandwich as well.” I pronounced after swallowing, he chuckled finishing his own. “Glad you like it,” He said then he reached over and wiped some mayo off the corner of my mouth and he licked his thumb making me chuckle. He only had on a pair of sweat pants, and I wore his robe.
“Oh Brandon, you couldn’t put on a shirt?” I asked with mock disapproval, and he gave me his megawatt smile.
“Why should I when you’re enjoying the view?” He said and I smiled, that was undeniable, he had an impeccable body even for a teenager and I knew it was due to his rigorous training and sporting activities.
He fell quiet for a short while then he touched my necklace, I held his wrist trying to understand what he was trying to do.
“This is very beautiful.” He said, “Do you believe in magic Katelyn?” he asked too solemnly for me to laugh at his ridiculous question.
“Well if you asked me if I believed in the Easter bunny, I’d say no.” I said and he looked at me “What if I told you it exists and that we can wield it?” he said and this time I did chuckle “I’d say you’re crazy.” I said.
“Come on Katelyn, you see miraculous things happen all the time, don’t you ever wonder how they come about?” he asked “Psychics? Magicians?”
“What are you saying?” I asked, alarmed now. “Don’t freak out.” He said, “Why would I freak out?” I asked and then I saw his moonstone ring glow then I jumped off my barstool with a yelp when our empty plates floated from the counter into the sink.
With wide eyes I looked from the sink to him to his glowing ring “That did not just happen.” I breathed touching my forehead. “That’s what I was trying to tell you.” He said reaching out to me but I instinctively backed away. He dropped his hands and he looked down for a moment “That’s impossible. What are you?” I whispered, backing further away.
My subconscious still knew that this was the boy I loved but every bit of my instincts told me to run. Brandon stood up and I broke off into a run only to be halted by an invisible wall, I couldn’t go anywhere.
“Brandon?” I shrieked, I looked towards him and he flashed in front of me with unnatural speed and I screamed my surprise. “Hey shh shh, I’m still me, I’m not going to hurt you, relax.” He said holding my face in both his hands. His familiar touch broke through the fear and confusion.
“Are you some kind of supernatural?” I chocked out and he shook his head “No, I’m as human as can be, the only supernatural thing here is my ring, it contains the power not me, I just control it in some sort of telekinesis.” He said, I felt myself sway a little and he picked me up in his arms and put me on the couch.
“Are you okay?” he asked sweeping my hair out of my face and I shook my head. My eyes widened again “When you said we…”
He paused “I meant you and me.” he said and I shook my head again, frantically “No, I-I cant do what you just did right there.” I said and he nodded. “You can, you’re just not aware of it,” He said then he pointed at my necklace, “That necklace of yours has the same power.” He added. Oh hell no.