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  “Oh-oh…”I muttered, trying really hard not to stare at her chest, but failing miserably.

  “You are going to pay,” she growled, the roughness of her voice turning me on immensely. Damn.

  “Oh yeah? What’re you going to do?” I challenged, knowing that she wouldn’t be able to throw me in since I was so much stronger.

  “I don’t know yet, but you’ll pay!” she scowled, still walking in my direction. I kept moving backwards, until my back hit the wall. Heather grinned and then did something I didn’t expect. She pressed her wet body on mine.

  “Oh,” I gasped, a mixed reaction to the coldness of her wet clothes and the heat coming from her body. The water travelled from her clothes to mine, soaking them in no time.

  “That wasn’t very nice. Maybe you should apologise to me,” she muttered in my ear, her warm breath teasingly on my skin. I gulped loudly when she took my earlobe in between her teeth and gently sucked on it.

  “Why would I do that?” I managed to whisper back, making her chuckle in response.

  “Because you were mean,” she simply answered, her tongue still toying with my lobe, my head spinning. What was happening? Last night she wanted me to kiss her, then she changed her mind and ignored me the whole evening and now she was licking my earlobe?

  “Heather?” I murmured, my knees going weak and my head going crazy.

  “What?” she whispered, her lips travelling down from my earlobe to my neck, like I did yesterday.

  “What, eehmm, are you do… Oh!” I gasped, not finishing my sentence when her lips brushed over mine. She placed her hands on both sides of my head and pushed one of her legs between my thighs. I wrapped my arms around her waist and let myself melt into her. She grinned and I felt a hand snake around my neck, tangling in my hair. She lightly pulled on it and I felt how she was removing me from the wall. She walked backwards and I followed her, our noses rubbing against each other and her lips almost touching mine. She firmly gripped my waist and guided my body to the side. Somewhere, I registered that we made a 180° turn and that was when it happened. When Heather finally connected our lips.

  I sighed and couldn’t believe how incredible it felt. It was a simple kiss, but it was so good. Her lips were soft and plump, and they fit perfectly onto mine. After only three seconds she pulled away and lightly caressed my cheek.

  “You know I could have pushed you into the water any time, right?” she whispered, snapping me back into reality.

  “What?” I asked, the fog in my head only slowly clearing up.

  “Just proving my point,” she grinned as she gave me a hard shove, making me tumble backwards to the pool. Only when I hit the surface and felt the cold water, I realised how she played me. Not that I minded, in fact, I gladly would do it again if that meant that she would kiss me one more time.

  “Smart, very smart,” I dryly admitted, when I came back up. I spat out some water and rubbed my eyes.

  “I know,” she snickered, giving me her smug face. I also laughed, letting her believe that she won. That’s when I jumped out of the water, directly in front of her. She yelped in surprise, which was logical. I had never shown her what vampires were capable of. She probably thought that I was just slightly stronger, but there was so much more to it.

  “W-What?” she stuttered, the confusion clear in her eyes. This time I grinned and snaked my arms around her waist. I jumped up in the air and let us fall down in the deep end. From the impact, we both sunk to the bottom, so I made sure that she was okay and wasn’t freaking out.

  “Do you know how far you just jumped?” she asked when we surfaced, one eyebrow raised in pure and utter amazement.

  “Yes… If you think this is impressive, you are in for a surprise,” I smiled, liking how she was looking at me right now. That’s when I noticed that I was still holding her up by her waist and that her hands were resting on my shoulders. I slowly brought my head closer, going in for a kiss. Again I was surprised when she didn’t pull away and my lips landed on hers. She moved her lips softly against mine and then pulled away, leaving me wanting more.

  “Damn…”she muttered, looking deep in my eyes. I smiled and, again, caught myself drowning in them.

  “Yeah, you could say that…” I agreed, slowly paddling towards a place where we both could stand.

  “So…” Heather trailed off, looking expectantly at me. I grinned and pressed my lips fiercely on hers, already addicted to her taste. I felt her smile against my lips, one hand snaking behind my back and the other tangling in my hair. I groaned when she gently tugged on my hair and that only made her press herself harder into me. Suddenly, she slipped her tongue into my mouth, sending me to heaven. I introduced my tongue to hers, softly stroking and caressing hers with mine. That’s when she pushed herself up and wrapped her legs around my waist, pressing her body flush against mine. Obviously, I couldn’t help myself and softly moaned in her mouth. She responded by biting on my lower lip and taking my left boob in her hand, gently massaging it.

  I was so glad that I was already soaking wet from the pool.

  Chapter 7

  Changing

  AFTER HEATHER WRAPPED her body around mine, my mind weirdly enough became very clear. I suddenly became very aware of my surroundings and of Heather. She softly nipped on the skin in my neck and I felt the excitement surging through my body. I placed my hands under her butt for support and grabbed a handful of that deliciousness. Heather moaned in the crook of my neck and grabbed my shoulders even harder.

  “Hmm, you like that?” I whispered teasingly in her ear, rubbing my nose softly over her cheek. She let out a soft moan in response, confirming what I already knew. I internally groaned, not understanding nor liking the effect she had on me, but decided to worry about that later. Right now, I wanted to enjoy every bit of Heather. I slowly waded deeper into the water and pressed her back against the wall of the pool. Our bodies, except for our heads, were completely submerged. Being so deep in the water, it was easier to hold Heather up without using my hands. She linked her arms around my back and held herself up so that I could take her head in both my hands. I took her bottom lip in between my teeth and sucked on it. It was like magic... She just fitted so perfectly. I pulled my head back and let her lip slowly slip out of my mouth. A quick glance had been enough to check her reaction. I smiled when I saw that she had her eyes closed, her head tilted back, her lips slightly parted, obviously enjoying my teasing.

  I grinned and placed one hand on her waist, while I tried to sneak my other hand in her pants. Before I reached my desired spot, she had grabbed my wrist.

  “Don’t.”

  I swallowed and pulled my hand away, disappointed, but deciding to give her some more time. She didn’t want to do this just yet, but that didn’t mean that I had to stop kissing her. So I pulled her face back to mine and captured her lips with mine. I’d licked her lips with my tongue, asking her to open her mouth and she did. I had slipped my tongue in her mouth and found hers, so I softly massaged it with mine.

  After we thoroughly explored each other’s mouths, I had pulled away to get a breather.

  I had opened my eyes and couldn’t help but stare at her, liking how drops of water were slowly running down the sides of her head, liking how she had such long lashes, liking how her lips were a bit swollen from the kissing, liking how she was breathing audibly through her mouth. I liked her face a lot. I originally wanted to just take a short peek, but I think I took too long, because she opened her eyes and looked at me questioningly. I saw something in her eyes that looked likeconfusion.

  “What?” I asked, my head cocked to the side, curious to why she was looking at me like that.

  “Why did you stop?” Heather murmured, searching my face for an answer.

  “I don’t know. Your face distracted me, I guess…” I truthfully answered, not able to tear my eyes away from hers.

  “Wow, what a compliment. You definitely know how to talk to the ladies,” she sarcastically remarked,
her voice giving away that she was insulted. She then rolled her eyes to hide it.

  “It wasn’t a compliment, it was the truth,” I explained softly. She must have heard by my tone that I was serious, because she quit rolling her eyes and just looked at me. I extended my hand and slowly caressed her cheek, as in a way to check that she was really here. Afraid that she could disappear every moment before my very eyes.

  “Oh,” was all she said, nervously blinking her eyes now she knew that it was indeed a very nice thing I said.

  I bit on my lip, sunken in my own thoughts. I didn’t know how it was even possible that I zoned out, since Heather’s warm body was still wrapped tightly around mine. I was still holding her up but we weren’t moving and the water and world around us became very still.

  “Adrianna? I’m getting cold…” Heather softly muttered, moving her body, rippling the water.

  “What? Oh, I’m sorry,” I said, snapping out of my own world. I realised she was indeed trembling and her lips were turning blue-ish. I hadn’t noticed anything, but I kept forgetting that Heather’s human body wasn’t built like mine.

  “We’ll get out,” I said, motioning to the side. She gratefully nodded and we climbed out of the pool. I guided her to a closet and handed her a towel. She wanted to wrap it around her, but I interrupted her.

  “Aren’t you going to take off your wet clothes?” I asked her, confusing myself because I asked out of concern and not out oflust.

  Okay, maybe a bit out of lust, but mainly concern.

  “Eehmm… I don’t have anything else to wear,” Heather shyly said, looking down at herself.

  “I’ll give you something of mine,” I proposed, making her nod her head in agreement. Still, she didn’t make any attempt to take of her clothes.

  “Sooo… Strip?” I suggested, feeling a bit awkward.

  “Maybe you should give me some fresh clothes first?” Heather asked, still not taking her clothes off.

  “Hmmm... Okay,” I agreed, beckoning her to follow me. Still dripping wet, I opened the door to my dressing room and handed her a comfortable shirt and pair of pants.

  “Here, you can wear these.”

  “Where can I change?” she asked, making it clear she didn’t want to change in front of me. Maybe for the best. I grinned and pointed at my bathroom. Ready to walk off, I grabbed her attention with a dry cough.

  “Ahem.”

  She turned around. “Yes?”

  “Panties,” I grinned, throwing her some black panties with lace. “My bras won’t fit you since I have a bigger rack,” I added, staring bluntly at her chest.

  “Thanks,” she muttered embarrassed, her cheeks turning tomato red before she left the room. How cute.

  I shook my head in amusement and stripped my own clothes so I could hang them on a drying rack. My panties were soaked. And not just from the water.

  Dressed in warm, dry clothes, I let myself fall down on my couch. I switched on the VDR and hung back, waiting for Heather to join me.

  “Your clothes are too big,” I heard from behind me. I turned my head and looked at Heather, snickering in the process. My shirt and pants were clearly too big and she looked even tinier than she did before.

  “Or you’re too small,” I snorted, secretly liking how she looked in my clothes.

  “Whatever…” she sighed, rolling her eyes at me.

  “I’ll see if I still have some clothes left from when I was younger,” I suggested, not remembering if I threw them all away or not.

  “Thanks.”

  “Come sit with me.”

  “Okay.”

  “You cold?”

  “No, I’m good.”

  “Good.”

  I leant back and casually slung my arm behind her. I focused on the movie on the screen, but that didn’t stop me from making light conversation with Heather.

  “What is this about?”

  “A man who wants a child.”

  “Oh. Why?”

  “Why not?”

  “Hmm. Don’t know.”

  “He just can’t find the right woman.”

  “Oh. That sucks.”

  “Yeah, it does.”

  “How come?”

  “How come what?”

  “How come that he can't find the right one?”

  “Because.”

  “Because what?”

  “Because it isn’t easy finding someone.”

  “Oh… I guess you are right.”

  “Hm-hmm.”

  “So, what’s happening now?”

  “He’s sad.”

  “Oh.”

  “Yeah…”

  “And now?”

  “He’s calling a friend.”

  “What does he say?”

  “That he wants a woman. You should really learn Modern English,” I blurted out, not believing that I didn’t come up with this before. Besides, this was good test to see how agile her human brain was.

  “Hmm. Maybe.”

  “Definitely.”

  “Okay.”

  “Okay.”

  I glanced at Heather and smiled. We never sat in an atmosphere this comfortable before. We also never had this kind of conversation where we it was just a mindless chatter. Usually, I over-thought everything, but now I just answered without asking myself why she asked or how she was going to react. This was just a simple conversation.

  By the end of the movie, Heather had fallen asleep. I gently picked her up, passing by her designated bedroom, and laid her down in my bed.

  I smiled when I looked at her curled up with one of my pillows. I wasn’t tired yet since it was only the beginning of the week, but apparently Heather needed a lot more sleep. Maybe I’d just stay with her until she was energised again.

  She was soundly asleep, even softly snoring. She looked so peaceful and vulnerable. I let my fingertips travel over her cheek and brushed a lost strand of hair behind her ear. The light was off, but that didn’t really matter for my eyes. It certainly didn’t keep me from staring at the figure beside me. Gods, she was gorgeous. I kissed her on her shoulder, softly, so I wouldn’t wake her up and plugged in my earphones. I pressed one of the buttons on my nightstand, making a screen descend from the ceiling and chose one of my favourite movies. I relaxed against the head of my bed and checked if Heather was still asleep.

  She was.

  I dragged my eyes away from her and tried to focus on the screen, but instead my mind wandered off and I recalled the rest of the day.

  I started thinking about our moment in the pool and grinned. She definitely wanted me. But what about tomorrow? Would she freak if she found out that she slept in my bed? Would she be as cold as before? Would she be warm? Would we have another moment? Would my dad interrupt us again?

  I sighed and looked at her beautiful face.

  Worries for later. I concluded, as I closed my eyes, enjoying the Heather’s smell and presence. And surprisingly enough, I fell into my own sleep.

  Chapter 8

  Clothes

  I WOKE up feeling something repeatedly stab my arm. I groaned and squeezed my eyes shut hoping it would make the poking stop, but of course that didn’t work.

  “Hmmmmmm wha...?” I grumbled, turning on my side and pulling the sheet tightly over my head.

  “Where are my pants?”

  I relaxed when I heard Heather’s voice and pulled the sheet off of my head.

  “What?” I sleepily asked, not yet really awake.

  “Where are my pants?”

  “I hung them in my closet room to dry,” I mumbled, turning on my back to stretch the sleep out of my limbs.

  “No, I mean the ones that you gave me,” Heather wailed, her voice high and whiny.

  “Whaaaat?” I slowly reacted, not understanding the question.

  “Open your eyes and look at my legs,” Heather demanded. Fine. I turned towards the direction of her voice, rubbing my eyes as I took a look at her.

  “Huh... Where are your pants?” I as
ked after a while, not immediately noticing that she was pantless, but now fully aware of her long toned legs.

  “That’s what I asked you!” she exclaimed in desperation, throwing her hands up in the air.

  “Well… I don’t know?” I grinned, still staring at her in my panties and a big shirt.

  “What do you mean you don’t know?”

  “I mean that I don’t know where your pants are.”

  “Well, they didn’t magically get legs and run away now, did they?”

  “Technically, pants have legs.”

  “Adrianna!”

  “What?”

  “My pants? Where are they?”

  “Well, I have no clue.”

  “Someone took them.”

  “Well, that wasn’t me.”

  “Then who was it?”

  “I don’t know. You?”

  “I didn’t take away my own pants!”

  “Technically they are mine, but that’s probably beside thepoint.”

  “Yes it is! Why am I not wearing pants?!”

  “You tell me?”

  “You must have taken them, there is no other expl… Oooh,wait…”

  “What?”

  “Never mind.”

  “Come on, spit it out.”

  “Naahhh, don’t want to.”

  “Tell me.”

  “No.”

  “Heather.”

  “Fine… I took them off in the middle of the night.”

  “Why?”

  “They weren’t comfortable to sleep in.”

  “Oh.”

  “I think I threw them in the corner.”