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hat on the floor, I instead opt to just look at Liam’s face. He rescued me. Again.
“Where would I be without you? You totally saved me just now,” I mumble, looking into his eyes again.
“Probably at home. Safe,” he remarks dryly.
Fair point.
“At home, bored, more like it,” I respond. Although the entire kidnapping experience was obviously terrifying, part of me is serious about the ‘bored’ remark. I haven’t had this much excitement in my life, ever. And that’s not entirely a bad thing.
“Now what?” I ask, looking around. Everything is as dark as it was before, so I’m still not able to see a thing.
“It seems strange that Fletch would have only two guards here. We’d better make ourselves scarce before reinforcements arrive,” Liam says.
I let go of him and take another look around the darkness. He takes my hand and points towards God knows what to our left.
“The exit is that way; follow me.”
I do so without protest, eager to get out of this horrible place.
“What did the creepy guy want from you? I hope I didn’t get you in trouble?” I ask, as we rush through the blackness and straight towards hopefully a door. My eyes are starting to adjust to the lack of light, but I still can’t make out much around us.
As soon as we reach a wall, Liam starts to tap his hand along its width to find the way.
“Are you sure it’s this side?” I wonder out loud.
The creak of a doorknob being turned breaks the silence, removing the need for him to respond.
“My car is outside,” Liam says, while gesturing at me to exit before him.
He places his hand on my shoulder as soon as we’re outside. Dusk has already set in, and the streetlights provide an eerie orange glow outside the strange, overgrown compound we’ve found ourselves on.
We head straight towards the main gate, which looks impossibly tall. It’s secured with a large chain and lock. He can’t possibly expect me to climb over?
I swallow my concerns when he offers me his hands as a step up.
“Don’t worry. It’s easier than it looks; just put your toes in the gaps and hold on properly,” he says.
Somehow - I don’t know how - I manage to make it all the way to the top. He climbs up after me and swings his leg over the top, offering me his hand to help me do the same and head back down. Amazing. I would have never thought I could do this!
“What’s funny?” he asks, when we find ourselves safely back on the ground at the other side of the gate.
“Nothing.” I look over at him as he scans the surrounding roadside for any sign of danger.
So focused, so determined. The slight crease between his eyebrows makes him look so serious.
I’ve always scoffed at movies relying on creating a damsel in distress scenario to make the hero seem more impressive, but even I have to admit it’s very sexy to get rescued. Or perhaps that’s just because I already like him.
He looks different today, not in a suit but wearing normal clothes. Black jeans and a fitted dark grey t-shirt. Very simple, but oh so hot anyway.
“My car is just over there,” he says, nodding at the unassuming black sedan parked up on the side of the road.
We rush over while he continues to keep a look out all around us. Then he gets into the car as soon as I’m in, turns the key, and speeds off. It doesn’t seem to matter where he’s taking me, so I don’t even ask. All I want to do now is to just sit in the passenger seat next to him, my hand on his thigh. He holds on to it, in between gear changes. Neither of us seem to feel the need to talk, but the silence isn’t awkward.
After spending the best part of ten minutes just getting my heart rate under control, I do at last start paying attention to our surroundings. The route looks familiar; we’re getting close to my neighborhood.
When he turns into my road, I finally do decide to ask; mainly because the prospect of him just leaving me at home and vanishing without a trace is getting me anxious
“Where would I be without you? You totally saved me just now,” I mumble, looking into his eyes again.
“Probably at home. Safe,” he remarks dryly.
Fair point.
“At home, bored, more like it,” I respond. Although the entire kidnapping experience was obviously terrifying, part of me is serious about the ‘bored’ remark. I haven’t had this much excitement in my life, ever. And that’s not entirely a bad thing.
“Now what?” I ask, looking around. Everything is as dark as it was before, so I’m still not able to see a thing.
“It seems strange that Fletch would have only two guards here. We’d better make ourselves scarce before reinforcements arrive,” Liam says.
I let go of him and take another look around the darkness. He takes my hand and points towards God knows what to our left.
“The exit is that way; follow me.”
I do so without protest, eager to get out of this horrible place.
“What did the creepy guy want from you? I hope I didn’t get you in trouble?” I ask, as we rush through the blackness and straight towards hopefully a door. My eyes are starting to adjust to the lack of light, but I still can’t make out much around us.
As soon as we reach a wall, Liam starts to tap his hand along its width to find the way.
“Are you sure it’s this side?” I wonder out loud.
The creak of a doorknob being turned breaks the silence, removing the need for him to respond.
“My car is outside,” Liam says, while gesturing at me to exit before him.
He places his hand on my shoulder as soon as we’re outside. Dusk has already set in, and the streetlights provide an eerie orange glow outside the strange, overgrown compound we’ve found ourselves on.
We head straight towards the main gate, which looks impossibly tall. It’s secured with a large chain and lock. He can’t possibly expect me to climb over?
I swallow my concerns when he offers me his hands as a step up.
“Don’t worry. It’s easier than it looks; just put your toes in the gaps and hold on properly,” he says.
Somehow - I don’t know how - I manage to make it all the way to the top. He climbs up after me and swings his leg over the top, offering me his hand to help me do the same and head back down. Amazing. I would have never thought I could do this!
“What’s funny?” he asks, when we find ourselves safely back on the ground at the other side of the gate.
“Nothing.” I look over at him as he scans the surrounding roadside for any sign of danger.
So focused, so determined. The slight crease between his eyebrows makes him look so serious.
I’ve always scoffed at movies relying on creating a damsel in distress scenario to make the hero seem more impressive, but even I have to admit it’s very sexy to get rescued. Or perhaps that’s just because I already like him.
He looks different today, not in a suit but wearing normal clothes. Black jeans and a fitted dark grey t-shirt. Very simple, but oh so hot anyway.
“My car is just over there,” he says, nodding at the unassuming black sedan parked up on the side of the road.
We rush over while he continues to keep a look out all around us. Then he gets into the car as soon as I’m in, turns the key, and speeds off. It doesn’t seem to matter where he’s taking me, so I don’t even ask. All I want to do now is to just sit in the passenger seat next to him, my hand on his thigh. He holds on to it, in between gear changes. Neither of us seem to feel the need to talk, but the silence isn’t awkward.
After spending the best part of ten minutes just getting my heart rate under control, I do at last start paying attention to our surroundings. The route looks familiar; we’re getting close to my neighborhood.
When he turns into my road, I finally do decide to ask; mainly because the prospect of him just leaving me at home and vanishing without a trace is getting me anxious
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