All Chapters of Blinded By Love: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

One week later... "I can't believe you are making me do this. I am going to lose a finger." Sebastian complained as Mrs. Swan tied an apron around his waist. "We are going to make cookies, no knives needed. And besides we have our lovely Mrs.Swan here to supervise us." I say as Sebastian huffs, feeling the unfamiliar fabric of the apron snug against his body. "She was kind enough to put everything we need on the counter, basicly all we need to do is put it in one bowl and mix it." "Fine," he muttered. "But if my fingers end up in the dough, I’m blaming you." Ohh but my plan is to get him elbow-deep into the dough. "Mr.Callahan, I'm sorry to inform you the whole point of this is for you to get your hands a bit dirty." I make sure to keep my tone light and teasing. Sebastian shifted his weight from one foot to the other. “I don’t know, Love. I can’t exactly see what’s happening with the dough.” That is why this is a perfect exercise for him, it will allow him to focus on other sens

Christian’s POVDuring the days Love spent working for us I couldn't help but fall into the feeling that for whatever reason she was avoiding me. Coming here only after I'd left for work and go back home just before I would come back. Now that we were in the same room it was like she never allowed her body to shift my way, denaying me the fortune to gaze upon her angelic face. As my mother left the kitchen I purpesly fell behind wanting to somewhat force Love to agnolage me, but she was quick to run from me. A part of me wanted to reach out, to pull her back, to ask her what she was really thinking. But I knew better... Love was out of reach and all I could do was fantasise about her. I tried not to, but somehow it felt like I had her running through my veins clouding my better judgment. It wasn’t my style to chase after anyone, especially someone who was clearly running from me...but there was something in me that needed her to recognize me. Love... she was definitely something I want

Love's POVOne month later..."Close your eyes," Mira says, startling me as she opens our apartment door while I am sitting on the couch studying Brail."What!" I ask my hand over my chest. "What is happening?""Just close your eyes." She insists so I put the book aside and cover my eyes with my palms. "Now keep them close until I tell you." I can hear him moving, closing the door. Footsteps creak over our old floors. Ever since I started helping Sebastian I feel like I have heightened my senses as well. To even out the field as much as I could sometimes I would close my eyes to be blind with him."Ok..." Mira says as she sits down on the couch and an unusual smell hits my nose. "Open them." She says and I open my eyes to the most adorable puppy I have ever seen, all scared, wet, looking up at me with big brown eyes. His fur is matted and damp from the rain, and his fur is a mix of golden brown."Mira, what did you do? You know our landlord forbids us to have pets. Just because we paid

…I shot him a look, irritated. "I’m not stumped," I said. "I’m... overwhelmed. She’s unlike anyone I’ve ever met." Aiden raised an eyebrow, clearly interested. "Okay, okay. I’m intrigued. Go on. Where did you meet her?" Perhaps I saw her in a dream and pulled her out into this world just for me... but no I had a street robber to thank for that. "I helped her when she got mugged... after that, I offered her a job. She is somewhat of a guide for Sebastian. Working with him, in my own house. Everyday." My own personal torture device. "Wait, she works with Sebastian? Like he actually agreed to have her stay. She must be something special to get through to him." Clearly, he is already impressed, after all, he knows Sebastian. We three were inseparable even tho Seb was older than us, he was always there to get us out of trouble... out of danger. Until I pushed the bar too far and he paid the price. "Well the circumstances were different with her, she helps him in her own special way sinc

Mira’s words echo in my head...“You’re already in love with him, Love.” I try to push them away, but they cling to me, impossible to ignore. If there was ever a good time to stop being a dreamer it's now, because Christian is a dream I can allow myself to fall under. Maybe I could be one of those lovers who love from afar, from the safe distance where they hear it the strongest. "Miss Bennett, " the driver called out to me as he held the car door wide open while I was lost in my thoughts. To him, I was a blind person, so he must not have thought much about my slow reaction. "Yes, sorry. I got a bit stuck inside my head." I say as I bend my cane and get into the car, the hum of the engine the only sound accompanying my thoughts. I go back to the idea of a service dog for Sebastian. He needs friends who better than someone who would always be there, always loyal, always present. A wagging tail, and that comforting, grounding presence. It might be exactly what he needs. Someone who can