thought. No, he would have to contact Serena and let her know that he had mussed it up, so that she could pick someone out for her instead.
She watched as he wiped the blood spots from his neck. His eyes , never leaving her face. Eventually his body returned comple tely back to its normal state, and he handed the napkin back to her without thinking . S he placed it back into her purse, making a mental note to burn it later. He did not move though, as if he were waiting for her to speak.
Waiting patiently to be dismissed from her presence, though cast out might have been more appropriate , given the feeling of dread that swam around in his head . Autumn felt it , deep down, as if remembering the connection that they had from her vision, as her inner voice even uttered the words, he is waiting for you . He looked so pitiful , staring at her with a look of defeat on his face. His heart was thumping a low sorrowful beat, as he waited for her to speak the words that he knew were coming. I should get going…
Then she did something that he dared not wish for. She simply slid her hand out and said sweetly, “Shall we?” He slid his now bare hand into hers and followed her out of the alley, o n to the brigh tly lit streets of the sidewalk. H e was completely mesmerized by her reaction; with his hand on fire he followed her willingly , anywhere she wanted , as long as she did not let go.
F inally asking the one question that was dying to be answered , w ithout skipping a step, “Why him?” He stopped and star ed at her though he did not release her. Autumn cocked her head and repeated her question , mistakenly believing that he had not heard her , repeating , “ So w hy him?”
He stared back at her , choosing his words carefully, “He was a...dangerous man.” She took his words in stride , nodding her head as if the matter was now settled. A bout to t ug him along again when she stopped herself and asked confused , and slightly alarmed , as his words finally sunk in, “Why didn’t I see that coming?” He looked co nfused, but she continued half explaining , “He interrupted us before, when I told you that I had something to tell yo u.” He nodded, and she added hesitantly , “Well my dreams have become a little more... intense since I began dreaming of being ...chased.” She shrugged trying not to keep her emotions in check, and looked at him, watching him watch her.
She stammered , seeing his gaze, struggling to explain, “They have been almost...it’s like I can see...the future.” His eyebrow rose and she finished her explanation with , “Well not like a true mystic, it’s different, and I can only see my future, mos tly dangers that I need to avoi d.” He remained silent, watching her, a new alarm in his eyes. She looked around and saw that they were still alone, adding in almost a whisper, “Why didn’t I see him though? I saw you coming but not him.” Then more to her than to him, “Maybe it was because you were here with me.” He recoiled at her words taking his burning hand with him for the first time . She shook her head and clarified, “No I mean either you are blocking my ability, or I was not in danger since you were there …. to protect me.” She smiled a shy smile at the last bit, not hiding her pleasure at the thought .
His face softened immediately, reaching for her warm hand again, as he asked encouragingly curious, “You saw me?”
“Yes.”
Ivan did not comment on her response , he simply continued his line of questioning, “What do you mean block you?”
She blushed at his words and said, “Well my dreams are happening sometimes when... I am awake... now. But the problem is that I have to be either calm , or worked up in order to see them then.” He tilted his head not seeming to understand, and she continued, “Well I can’t exactly get calm around you …so…. ”
He snapped , tightening his grip and his words turned icy , “If you saw me… why didn’t you run
She watched as he wiped the blood spots from his neck. His eyes , never leaving her face. Eventually his body returned comple tely back to its normal state, and he handed the napkin back to her without thinking . S he placed it back into her purse, making a mental note to burn it later. He did not move though, as if he were waiting for her to speak.
Waiting patiently to be dismissed from her presence, though cast out might have been more appropriate , given the feeling of dread that swam around in his head . Autumn felt it , deep down, as if remembering the connection that they had from her vision, as her inner voice even uttered the words, he is waiting for you . He looked so pitiful , staring at her with a look of defeat on his face. His heart was thumping a low sorrowful beat, as he waited for her to speak the words that he knew were coming. I should get going…
Then she did something that he dared not wish for. She simply slid her hand out and said sweetly, “Shall we?” He slid his now bare hand into hers and followed her out of the alley, o n to the brigh tly lit streets of the sidewalk. H e was completely mesmerized by her reaction; with his hand on fire he followed her willingly , anywhere she wanted , as long as she did not let go.
F inally asking the one question that was dying to be answered , w ithout skipping a step, “Why him?” He stopped and star ed at her though he did not release her. Autumn cocked her head and repeated her question , mistakenly believing that he had not heard her , repeating , “ So w hy him?”
He stared back at her , choosing his words carefully, “He was a...dangerous man.” She took his words in stride , nodding her head as if the matter was now settled. A bout to t ug him along again when she stopped herself and asked confused , and slightly alarmed , as his words finally sunk in, “Why didn’t I see that coming?” He looked co nfused, but she continued half explaining , “He interrupted us before, when I told you that I had something to tell yo u.” He nodded, and she added hesitantly , “Well my dreams have become a little more... intense since I began dreaming of being ...chased.” She shrugged trying not to keep her emotions in check, and looked at him, watching him watch her.
She stammered , seeing his gaze, struggling to explain, “They have been almost...it’s like I can see...the future.” His eyebrow rose and she finished her explanation with , “Well not like a true mystic, it’s different, and I can only see my future, mos tly dangers that I need to avoi d.” He remained silent, watching her, a new alarm in his eyes. She looked around and saw that they were still alone, adding in almost a whisper, “Why didn’t I see him though? I saw you coming but not him.” Then more to her than to him, “Maybe it was because you were here with me.” He recoiled at her words taking his burning hand with him for the first time . She shook her head and clarified, “No I mean either you are blocking my ability, or I was not in danger since you were there …. to protect me.” She smiled a shy smile at the last bit, not hiding her pleasure at the thought .
His face softened immediately, reaching for her warm hand again, as he asked encouragingly curious, “You saw me?”
“Yes.”
Ivan did not comment on her response , he simply continued his line of questioning, “What do you mean block you?”
She blushed at his words and said, “Well my dreams are happening sometimes when... I am awake... now. But the problem is that I have to be either calm , or worked up in order to see them then.” He tilted his head not seeming to understand, and she continued, “Well I can’t exactly get calm around you …so…. ”
He snapped , tightening his grip and his words turned icy , “If you saw me… why didn’t you run
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