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His Lady of the Night

Chapter Three

Olivia immediately shielded her mind. She ducked her head, letting her hair hide her reddened cheeks. Jake chuckled and reached over; placing a finger under her chin he raised her face back up to his gaze. Olivia kept her eyes veiled not wanting top look into his intense gaze.

" Look at me Olivia," he entreated softly pushing through her shield. " You should not be embarrassed. You're a beautiful woman and it's only natural that I would fantasize too."

Olivia slowly raised her gaze to his. She saw the multitude of emotions in his eyes, ranging from tenderness to lust, to…love? How could she see love in his eyes? She didn't even know him!

" You know me, cara," he said. " Just as I know you."

Suddenly feeling afraid, Olivia shook her head emphatically, "I don't know you. How could I? We've only just met."

" Look past your nightmares cara, and remember, you know who I am."

Shaken, Olivia suddenly wanted away from this man. She leaned away from him and slid out of the booth. Jake made to rise too but Olivia shook her head and raised her palm, warding him away from her.

"I don't know who you are and I don't know how you know about my nightmares! I certainly didn't tell you. I thank you for saving me from that creature but I want you to stay away from me," she whispered as she backed away, turned and rushed out of the coffee shop.

Jake cursed; he'd gone too fast, he'd frightened her. He'd have to go slowly to woo her. He threw money on the table and followed her out. He walked to an empty alley, shape-shifted into a white owl and took to the air. It was 11pm and he watched as she hailed a cab and got in. He followed and watched as 20 minutes later it stopped in front of a rundown apartment building in the Bronx. As she hurried up the stairs, she waved to an old African American woman sitting on the stoop as she passed her and entered. Jake landed and shape-shifted on the roof of the building opposite hers. Only a few windows had lights shining from them, so he waited to see which one would tell him was Olivia's apartment.

A few seconds later, a light came on in one of the top floor windows. She must have run up the stairs. Jake's keen eyesight spied Olivia passing the living room window and another light came on as she entered her bedroom. Though the blinds were down Jake could see her shadow, his breathing accelerated and his loins grew heavy as he watched his woman undress.

From where he was standing, the outline of her body was incredible, her breast looked firm and well shaped, he imagined cupping them in his hands, bending down and teasing the nipples with his teeth. He groaned aloud and his incisors grew just at the thought of drinking from such lushness. Jake closed his eyes and reached for her mind.

Confusion reigned, as did resignation that she would not be able to escape the man called Jake. Olivia knew she'd seen him before and as she sat at her vanity brushing her hair her thoughts drifted to her nightmares.

" She was walking down a dark street; gang members were hold up in doorways whispering to each other. Olivia could hear their thoughts as she passed by them; 'That one sure is a looker…I'd love to get between those legs, man…there's an alley up ahead…' Suddenly their thoughts ceased seeping through her mind and she could hear her name echoing over and over. 'Olivia…Olivia…Come to me…Come to me Olivia…I'm waiting….' She heard running feet, stopped and turned just in time to see a few of the gang members running around the corner as if the hounds of hell were after them. 'Olivia,' she heard again. The voice sounded so pure, so compelling, she didn't want to follow its command but her feet kept slowly moving. Even remembering, Olivia tried to change the nightmare's outcome, to control her body from advancing toward the creature but his voice had hold of her will and would not let go.

As she delved deeper into her nightmare it changed, she was no longer on the street but in the Bronx Zoo, standing in front of the Siberian Tiger cage. It was night, Olivia looked in all directions but no one was there. 'How did I get here?' she wondered aloud as she faced the tiger cage again.

 

©2006 Romance at Heart Magazine.

©2000 Angel Young.

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