Alison was both nervous and excited as she finished her breakfast cereal. She and Vanessa rose early so that they would have time to explore the house and still take a late afternoon nap to assure they were fresh for their date with Martin at the county fair. Both girls loved fun events such as fairs and carnivals. Even though they hadn’t actually agreed to go, they knew they wouldn’t have turned down the offer.
“Are you ready?” Vanessa asked as she entered the kitchen. “I’m so excited about exploring this place. I hope we can manage it all before I have to leave.”
“It isn’t that big,” Alison said.
Her friend looked at her and grinned, “It beats the heck out of our tiny two-bedroom apartment in Atlanta.”
Alison smiled. Anything would be larger than their little five-hundred square foot apartment that was divided into such small rooms that they were lucky
The surprise on Alison’s face when Nick showed up to join them for the evening was a good camouflage for the hurt and rejection she also felt. She looked accusingly at Vanessa when Nick announced that she’d invited him to come along as Vanessa slipped her arm through his and snuggled up close. Nick didn’t seem to react to her gesture one way or another as he locked eyes with Alison. It was as if he was trying to send her a mental message, but she hadn’t a clue what it might be.She turned away and made a point of checking her image in the mirror near the door and collecting her things as Martin’s SUV came slowly up the drive. Without waiting for them or even looking back, she rushed out of the door to greet him.Martin hopped out of the vehicle and ran to the passenger’s side to open the door for her. She smiled brightly and thanked him as he helped her up into the vehicle. After the treatment she’d had from N
Alison was at a loss for words as she lay beneath her sleeping lover. Nick surprised her by falling asleep almost immediately. He’d left his manhood inside her after he’d peaked, and she was concerned about the consequences. It didn’t seem very romantic to bring up this fact, but, since she was a virgin and not on birth control and he wasn’t wearing a condom, it was something she needed to concern herself with.She could easily see how women lost their senses and threw caution to the wind during love making. Hadn’t she done just that? Not once during their time together had she even broached the subject of using protection. Her only concern was putting out the fire in her loins that built up to a point of being almost unbearable. Maybe if he’d pulled out of her before he’d reached his heights of passion, she wouldn’t be so worried. Now, she lay with the heaviest man on earth sleeping sou
When Alison awoke, Nick was still fast asleep next to her. Sometime during the night he’d managed to wrap his leg and arm over her in a possessive manner. Although confining, it felt nice.She slid from beneath his muscular limbs as gently as she could. She was still tender from their love making, but the bleeding stopped. A wave of relief swept over her as she remembered Vanessa’s fear that Nick might have torn her.Dressing as quickly and carefully as she could, she slipped out of the bedroom, taking one last look at the gorgeous man she left sleeping. With a satisfied smile on her face, she went to Vanessa’s room to see if she was awake.Vanessa’s face was buried in the pillow as she lay naked on top of the bed. “Did you come to ravage me?”“Are you talking to the pillow or me?” Alison teased. Vanessa rolled onto her back and stretched her sinewy body in a catlike manner, mindless of the
“Do you think we’re lesbians now?” Alison asked as she positioned her Mini Cooper into a parking spot at the local drugstore.“I know a lot of girls in college who have experimented and they’re not lesbians. We did less than they did, so… no… I don’t believe this makes us lesbians,” Vanessa replied. She turned in the seat to look long and hard at her friend. “I thought we agreed not to talk about it again.”“We won’t,” Alison said as she pretended to lock her lip and throw away the key. “I just needed to get that question off my chest. No more need to talk or think about it.”Vanessa got a devilish look in her eye as she slyly undid her seatbelt while pretending to adjust the radio. When she was sure she could move freely and quickly, she twisted around and took Alison’s clothed breast in her mouth while slamming her hand into her
Martin stood in the doorway of Alison’s bedroom with a scowl on his face. “That’s what he gets for trying to beat me through the gate.”Alison gave him a puzzled look, while Vanessa quietly scolded him that now wasn’t the time.He smiled meekly before going to Nick and inspecting his condition. “He’s too heavy for me to carry back to the guest house and he’s going to be like this for a few days,” Martin said with certainty. “I can, however, help make the room, bed, and him more presentable before Wilma returns. What excuse you give her for him being comatose in your bed is your business.”Martin rolled Nick back and forth so that Vanessa and Alison could pull the bedding off the bed and remake it. He slowly shook his head and closed his eyes at the sight of the blood and semen stained coverlet, but said nothing. Even so, Alison wanted to crawl underneath the bed and not come out.
Wilma could feel the tension in the air as soon as she set her bags down on the kitchen counter and hung her keys on the key rack by the door. She searched the kitchen with her faded blue eyes, but could see nothing that looked amiss.It was late afternoon and only two days before Nick would go into retreat. She didn’t expect to see him outside doing heavy labor, but he hadn’t finished all of the planting of the garden. It was possible she’d find him sowing the last rows of seeds. Something wasn’t right, and she needed to know what it could be. Nick would tell her.Stepping onto the back porch, she shaded her eyes to help her better see into the immense garden. It produced far more vegetables than they could ever think of using over the course of the year, but it wasn’t planted just for the household use. Long ago, the aunts made the decision to donate at least half of their crop each year -no matter the
Wilma shook her head. Either she was a fool who was just sweet talked by a suave shadow walker, or Martin was genuinely smitten with Allison and wanted to help. She hoped, for all their sakes, it was the first because, if Martin was going to compete with Nick for Alison, it could ruin their plans.After asking to speak with Martin alone, he and Wilma spent a considerable amount of time behind closed doors. During that time, Martin spoke openly and honestly about his jealousies and competitiveness where Nick was concerned. He confirmed Elsie and Beth’s fears of him coveting Alison for his own personal gain. He even admitted that, in the beginning, it was exactly why he approached her. Then, to his amazement, he discovered he genuinely had feelings for the girl. He told Wilma about his conversation with Nick and Nick’s fears of the possibility that Alison just might like him better. After all, the elders had connected their families, no
Vanessa sat at the kitchen table while she waited for Wilma to finish brewing the tea. She’d picked the housekeeper’s brain about shadow walkers until she was sure she knew as much as Wilma did about them, but it didn’t feel like it was enough. A cool breeze swept past her causing her to look around the room for the source. The windows and doors were closed.“Did you feel that?” she asked.“Feel what, child?” Wilma asked as she focus on swirling the tea bag around in the teapot to help speed up the brewing process. Nick placed his hand over hers. Although she couldn’t see him, she could feel the coolness of his touch. “Now, I feel it. There must be a draft coming from somewhere.” She placed the teapot and a tea cup and saucer set in front of Vanessa and added,” I want to go check things out. Here’s your tea. I’ll be back in a minute.”Vanessa j
Upon the insistence of the police, Alison and Vanessa were taken to the hospital to stitch Alison’s thumb and to be checked out for broken bones or other serious injuries. Nick, Martin, and Dennis paced the waiting room until the girls were released to their care.Nick insisted on carrying Alison from the wheel chair that took her to the exit door of the hospital into the seat of his SUV. Rather than argue, she snuggled close while apologizing for her appearance.“Vanessa and I spent hours getting our hair done, our brows waxed, and our nails done so we’d look good when you came back. I even bought this dress,” she wept into his neck. “Now, look at me.”“I am,” Nick whispered huskily as he positioned her onto the front seat of his SUV and fastened the seat belt across her torso. “What I see is the most beautiful and courageous woman in the world. I’m proud to call you mine.&rdquo
Alison put her ear against the door of the second-floor utility closet and listened for footsteps or other sounds that would clue them in on what was happening.All was quiet.“We need to get to Nick’s place to make sure they haven’t found his safe room,” Alison said as she carefully opened the door to peer out.“If they have? What do we do then?” Vanessa asked, bitterly.“Why are you so angry?” Alison asked with a sharp tone.“Maybe I’m a little pissed about Wilma getting killed and us next in line all because your man is not human?” Vanessa sneered.“Just a little reminder. I’m not either,” Alison said.Vanessa looked shocked as the realization of Alison’s statement hit home. “You’re not, are you. Shit.” She placed her fingers to her temples, took a deep breath, and added, “I’m sorry. I don&
Vanessa eyed the old Cadillac that sat idly in the carriage house as Alison pulled her Mini Cooper in next to it. She commented on what a shame it was to leave it there collecting dust and suggested that Alison have a mechanic look at it to see why it wouldn’t start.Their arms were laden with shopping bags as they struggled to pull the door to the carriage house closed. Frustrated, Vanessa set her bags onto the hood of Wilma’s Volkswagen Beetle so that she could use all of her strength to maneuver the rusty pulleys.“It looks like Wilma beat us home,” Vanessa said as she collected her bags. “She’s probably fixed us something to eat.”“I could eat again,” Alison said. “I’d rather do that than make her feel bad after rushing home to cook. I need to get a better idea of the schedules around here. I think her day off should last through the night. I wouldn’t like h
Day one without Nick proved uneventful. Alison convinced Vanessa to call in sick for a few more days. Since she had no desire to abandon her friend after such a harrowing weekend, Vanessa agreed.They occupied their day finishing their exploration of the attic. Wilma was scheduled to take time off. She offered to stay with them, but Alison knew she was still concerned about her sister, so she insisted she go.They ate leftover barbeque for lunch and decided to grab a pizza and a movie to help them get through the evening.“It’s funny,” Vanessa said as she lowered the top of her convertible so that they could enjoy the starry night. “I can actually feel the absence of all those guys who were here yesterday. It’s like the world is emptier.”“I was thinking the same thing. It’s weird, isn’t it?” Alison said as she slid into the passenger’s seat of the
Alison cuddled with Nick on the settee in the parlor while she watched the clock with sadness. She was amazed at how close they’d gotten in such a short period of time. It was as if they’d known each other all their lives instead of one week. She would have thought it was the magic placed on them by the magicians in the shadow world, but Nick assured her that they’d removed it. He reiterated his belief that when soul mates met up with each other, they needed no time to recognize their love. He had only five more minutes before he’d have to leave her for the shadow world. She knew he’d be returning in forty-eight hours, but it didn’t make parting any easier.After Dennis and his friends moved Nick’s body to safety, they spent a few hours sharing bits and pieces about the shadow world with her. She found it fascinating. Frustration with her parent’s decision to keep her from it rose more than once before th
Nick did his best to fold his large, semi-opaque body into the back seat of Alison’s Mini-Cooper. He would have preferred they take his SUV, but Vanessa still hadn’t fully recovered from her drunken fest, Alison didn’t know how to manipulate a standard clutch, and the great aunt’s old Cadillac wouldn’t start. Wilma was following them in her car. Unfortunately, it was a small Volkswagen Beetle that wouldn’t fit them in it and still allow for Nick to lay low in the back so that he wouldn’t be seen. Wilma’s back seat was roomier than Alison’s, but, since neither of the girls were familiar with the area, he needed to ride with them to act as a guide.For the first time since he’d returned, he was sorry for the fact that he could be seen by the naked eye.Both he and Wilma heard rumors about a house a few miles into the valley that acted as a meeting place for the mundane who sought to annih
Martin struggled to focus on his surroundings. His head hurt from an enormous bump he’d received from an unknown source. The last thing he remembered was letting Jasper out of the car at the house he’d indicated was his.It was dark and dank. From what he could tell, he was in a basement. His wrists and ankles were tied together. His back hurt and his bottom was moist from sitting on the damp earthen floor. His first inclination was to shadow walk out of his mundane body, but he was afraid to leave it in case he’d been captured by the local mundane group that sought to annihilate the shadow walkers off the face of the earth. If he didn’t find out where he was and how to get free soon, he’d be in big trouble. In less than twenty-four hours he would have to retreat to the shadow world to rejuvenate. Failure to do it would bind him to his mundane body and he would no longer be a shadow walker with an elongated life span
Alison couldn’t remember when she’d ever had a head that hurt as bad as hers did when she opened her eyes the following morning. She struggled to move, but found herself weighted down by something. Still disoriented, she stretched her hand out and felt Nick’s inert body next to her. Its coolness was enough to shock her into wakefulness.Memories of her lovemaking with Nick’s shadow self were fuzzy, but there. She reached up to touch his shadow body as he lay stretched across her in a possessive manner. “Nick, wake up. Are you alive? Please be alive.”Nick nuzzled his face into her neck. “Good morning, my love.”“My head feels like tiny firecrackers are being shot off inside of it and I have to pee,” she moaned.He rolled off her and said, “Go pee.” As she inched off the bed in a way that implicated her entire body was in pain he asked, “
Nick waited for Martin to leave before approaching Alison’s sleeping body. He knew very well what Martin’s plans were and he had to stop it. Placing his lips close to her ear, he called her name several times, but she was too drunk to respond. He willed himself upstairs to Wilma’s apartment and vigorously knocked on the door. Although he’d put great effort into knocking, he was barely able to manage a few thumps. Fortunately, Wilma was still awake and heard it. She opened the door and peered into the hallway.“I’m over here,” Nick whispered. “I didn’t want to just pop in there and frighten you.”“Why are you whispering?” Wilma whispered back.“I don’t want Martin to know I’m here,” he explained.“I thought you’d die if you stayed,” Wilma said worriedly.“I petitioned the king to let me come back. He h