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Chapter 2: Conflicts
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2021-02-27 00:53:06Santana
I place my palms against my burning cheeks as I watch the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen walk out of the diner’s doors. He was only here for a few minutes, but I feel like my world has fallen off its axis. It was just something about him. From the moment he walked through the door, he commanded the attention of everyone in the room. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. My body was practically vibrating with my arousal.
Even though he was with a young guy who would have been closer to my age, I couldn’t take my eyes off his gorgeous dark hair, blue eyes, and brooding face. His six-foot frame and muscled body felt so good against mine. I almost melted when he spoke. His voice was as sweet as honey and deep and gravely.
I don’t know what came over me. My nipples bead, and my sheath throb with the need to be filled. Sighing with frustration, I move back to the counter and begin to pile the dirty dishes. I can’t believe what just happened. I’m still reeling from the contact of his firm body against mine.
Right now, all I want to do is call him back and ask him to kiss me. Unfortunately, the rest of my shift isn’t as eventful. Once I’m done with the customers and cleaning up, I make my way home. Pulling my short bubble jacket close to my body, I walk to the nearest train stop, which, thankfully, is only six blocks away. My mind keeps wandering back to the gorgeous man at the diner and his intense blue eyes that I don’t see the danger until it’s too late.
I’m past the entrance of the subway’s stairs when a pair of greasy hands wrap around my waist and throat. Struggling against the man’s tight hold, I kick out and flail until the man slams me against a nearby wall. Pain radiates through my body at the impact, but I don’t give up. Turning to face my assailant, I cry out when he tackles me against the wall. Cringing back, I gaze into my attacker’s bloodshot eyes, scraggly beard and flinch when he tries to slam his mouth against mine. The smell of rotten eggs and urine overwhelm my senses, but I don’t let it beat me. Before his lips meet mine, I pull my head back, slam my forehead down on his mouth and kick him in the stomach. The man groans and backs away, but he’s not out. Before he can reach for me, I scurry towards the stairs. I’m halfway up when he wraps his grimy hand around my ankle and drags me back down. Agony courses up my knees as they scrape and smash against the hard ground. Gripping the stairs, I try to lift myself up, but it’s no hope. At least that’s how I feel until a large shadow picks the man up from the floor and slams his body hard against a nearby wall. The man slumps back with a startled groan and slides down the floor.
Glancing back up at the solitary form of my protector, I gasp with shock at the sight that greets me. I guess my night hasn’t gotten worse after all.
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