Wish - H.R. Davison (best books to read TXT) 📗

Standing there is a slight man, his tall slender frame clad in a couture suit. His pointed features are accented with a moustache that is waxed and curled away from his upper lip, making him look like a comic book villain. Yeqon, one of the Thirteen stands next to me and the sole reason for what I am seeing. “What is this?” I growl through clenched teeth, gesturing at the image of Kat and the strange man dancing on wood floor.

I realize I am looking at Kat in a wedding dress, she laughs as the he spins her around the dance floor, her long hair billowing behind her. I try to get a look at the man’s face each time they revolve around, but I can’t get a clear shot. “This is a possible future.” Yeqon says. “This is what may be. That man, you can’t see his face. You think because you are standing here, it is not you, but it can be you… if you want it to be.The future is static. Or… it can be someone else…” He trails off.

With his last word I can finally see the man’s face clearly. Anger courses through my veins as my blood boils, I tighten my jaw. I will not allow this future before me. It will be me with Kat. I am the one that makes her happy, not him. “No.” I state. “No. She will not be with him.”

“The future is what you make it young one, I give this glimpse to you as a gift. What you do with it is no matter to me.” Yeqon titters with laughter. “I am as a messenger from Armaros. He says to be ready tomorrow night.”

When I next blink I am sitting in my car again. My hands are gripping the steering wheel so tight my knuckles are white with pressure. I check the clock, how has so much time passed? I suppress my anger at the waking dream Yeqon sent to me. I will make Kat mine. She will love me, as I love her. Do I love her? Yes, I realize, I do. We may have only known each other for a short time, but I care more for her than I have ever cared for another. I have only felt this way once before, and she broke my heart after I learned what she really was. Kat is not like that. There is something about her that is innocent and sweet. I know she would never hurt me that way, she couldn’t. After tomorrow night, my deal with Armaros will be fulfilled and I will have Kat. My future will be my choosing. Nothing or no one can take Kat away from me.

The knock on the door wakes me from my nap. My eyes flash open in surprise. I must have fallen asleep after my outburst earlier. Andy is nowhere to be seen. He must have let himself out after I fell asleep. I walk groggily to the door, smoothing my wrinkled clothes.

I open the door and DJ is standing there with a foolish grin on his handsome face. “Hey.” I say my voice cracking from crying earlier.

DJ’s smile turns into a frown as he looks at me. “Are you okay Kat? Is something wrong?” He walks into the house pulling me into a tight hug. I inhale his sweet smell. I wrap my arms around him I feel my muscles tense. All the worries I had earlier come rushing back. What if I’m not strong enough to save my mother? What if DJ hates me for hiding what I am from him?

I mumble that I am fine into his warm chest as he holds me tight. He steps back from me enough to look into my face. He puts a finger under my chin to keep me from looking at the floor. “Kat, if anything is wrong, you can tell me, you can trust me. Nothing you can say will ever change how I feel for you.”

How he feels for me? How does he feel? What can I say to that? “DJ…” I begin. “There is a lot I want to tell you, but it will have to wait until after tomorrow. Can you trust me until then?”

He nods at me, “Yes, I can trust you.” He leans down, covering my lips with his own. The familiar fire starts to boil in my blood with his touch.

He breaks away from our embrace, wrapping his arm around my shoulder he guides me to the sofa, asking. “What do you want to do tonight?”

I shrug my shoulders, still tired from my impromptu nap. “I don’t really care whatever you want.” I say.

“Well…” He says with a mischievous grin, “In that case.” He scoops me up from the couch like a bride making me giggle.

He races up the stairs with me in his arms, bouncing me up and down with each step. Laughter explodes out of my mouth.“DJ! What are you doing?” I yell out.

Reaching my room he tosses me on my bed and jumps on top of me with a growl. Breathless he says. “You said… whatever I want… and I want… you.” He finishes pressing his mouth on mine. His lips suppress any protest I may have uttered. He is kissing me forcefully, panting through his mouth. “I need you Kat…”

With one hand he pushes my loose fitting shirt up, breaking away from kissing me long enough to pull it over my head. He takes his own off and throws it on the floor next to mine. His hands leave a burning trail across my body everywhere he touches me, and he is touching me everywhere. Something has gotten into him, he is acting like he is lost in the desert I am water. His mouth moves down my body to my stomach. “Now I think this is where I left off…” He mumbles teasingly.

I giggle at his taunt, my hands stretching to touch his face, tracing one finger down the curve of his jaw. His finger pulls the band of my pants down a fraction of inch at a time. I rub my fingers through his silky hair as he greedily kisses each new exposed inch of skin working his way down from my belly button to the top of my panties, where he stops. He looks up at me asking “Are you sure?”

Am I sure? I don’t know. My mind is screaming at me to stop this, it’s too soon, but my body is overflowing with desire for him. He has shared everything with me, and I am keeping secrets from him. How can I do this, when he doesn’t even know me, the real me? I should stop. My face is flushed with lust but my heart is full of shame.

Taking my silence as consent he places a hand on each of my hips, wrapping his long fingers around to my back, he pulls down my pants down from the back, he burrows his face into my abdomen, his teeth tug gently at the top of my panties, lowering them to expose more and more of me. My body reacts on its own. I raise my hips up from the bed to meet his lips. Suddenly I realize no, this is too fast. I don’t want to be with DJ without him knowing the real me. I reach down and touch his face. He looks up at me grinning like the Cheshire Cat. “DJ…” I mumble breathily. “This is too fast, we need to slow down.” As soon as I utter the words I know them to be true. I care a great deal for DJ but I don’t know yet if he is the one for me. I want my first time to be special. Not a conquest for the town bad boy.

“Okay.” He says with a sigh. He crawls up the length of my body, kissing me everywhere until he is back at my lips. Wrapping his arms around me he rolls over to his back pulling me on top of him. I squeal at the surprise motion. My long hair hangs down, shading our faces. I gaze into his eyes, expecting to see anger at stopping him from going further, but all I see is caring and understanding. How did I get so lucky? What will he think when I tell him about myself? He of all people should understand about keeping secrets, but will he be angry at me for keeping a secret from him? I hear Eli’s words echo through my mind that DJ will hurt others, that he will be my darkness. That warning resounds through my head. I don’t want to lose him. After tomorrow I will tell him everything.

“What are you thinking?” DJ asks, interrupting my thoughts.

I smile at him shyly. “Just us.”

“What about us?” He says grinning, he raises one finger and traces it along my bottom lip as he speaks it sends shivers down my whole body.

I am hesitant to ask him if he considers us a couple. I am under the impression that he thinks of me as more than a fling or just another girl, but then again he does have a reputation as a player. The type of guy that will drop me the second he gets in my pants. Maybe this cute act is the same one that every other girl before me has fallen for. He frowns at me as if he is reading my mind. “Kat…” He says, “You mean everything to me. All those other girls...” He emphasizes waving his hand in the air.“Meant nothing to me. You mean everything.”

I give him a quick peck on the lips. “What do you want to do tonight?” I ask.

“Well…” He says waggling his eyebrows.

“DJ!” I shout, playfully smacking his arm. “Seriously, let’s do something fun tonight!”

“What did you have in mind?” He asks, pulling me down to his chest. “We can do anything you want. Disney World? Paris? No, I’ve got it. Come on.” He says sweeping me up in his arms.

I squeal with delight as he swings me around in his arms. “Where are we going?” The next thing I know we aren’t in my bedroom anymore. I am standing on a stone balcony overlooking a courtyard, wearing a pale nightgown. The moon and stars shine down, casting a surreal image. I hear movement below me in the courtyard, I lean over the edge of the balcony wondering where I am.

“But soft, what light through yonder window breaks?” DJ calls up to me from the courtyard.

My jaw drops. We are in Verona, and this is Juliet’s Balcony. The air smells sweet of honeysuckle. My silk gown drapes over my skin. The night air feels good against my heated flesh. At this moment I couldn’t love DJ anymore. I peek back down at him and he is still reciting the lines.

“Ay me!” I call down to him, playing along. I erupt into giggles as he looks up at me from bended knee wearing a ridiculous costume, that I have no doubt is authentic.

“She speaks!” He shouts up to me. I blink and he is gone from the courtyard. I lean further over the edge