Divinity: The Gathering: Book One (59 page)

“I see. Well, tonight I want to know about you and your family. I don’t have much else about myself to talk about let alone anything interesting.” I then said.

He smirked and leaned back in his chair. The way he eyed me made my knees go rubbery
, and I licked my lips as my heart pounded.

“You want to know about me and my family? Okay, what do you want to know?” He then asked.

“Where specifically are you from?” I asked then.

“Everywhere. Canada if you want me to be more specific. I was an orphan, I never knew my family and I still don’t to this day.” He then said.

              I instantly felt badly for asking him, thinking maybe that was why he did seem mysterious and secretive, and hadn’t said much about his history and family. That was sad.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to ask and make you talk about that.” I then said.

“Stop apologizing, what else do you want to know?” He smirked.

I sighed and thought for a moment.

“I’m not asking to be rude or anything, I just want to know for me. How old are you?” I then asked.

He smiled, “You don’t like older guys?” He teased with a raised brow.

I laughed, “That depends.”

“How old do I look?” He then asked with a smirk.

“Well, you’re obviously young and not in college, but being what you do… I’ll say twenty four, twenty five?” I began guessing.

He smiled, “Okay.” He affirmed, humoring me.

I appreciated his humor, though a bit on the cocky side.

“Which is it?” I asked.

“Pick either one, it’ll work for me.” He grinned, and then bit his bottom lip, giving me a look that conveyed both lust and desire, and it was hitting me as if he were casting some sort of spell on me.

I shifted in my chair
, gazing over my menu with pursed lips, and shook my head at his wit.

“So, we’re going dutch right?” I affirmed
, looking at the description of the mouth-watering surf and turf lobster and filet mignon.

He leaned forward with arms folded
, and resting on the table. He had raised the sleeves of his shirt again, and the corded muscles in his forearms flexed beneath his perfect tanned skin — well perfect with the exception of all the intricate tattoos. He looked at me pointedly with a devilish, and knee weakening smile.

“Not for dinner,” He said in a low, seductive tone.

Suppressing the urge to leap across the table, jump into his lap, straddle and make out with him right this second was becoming more and more difficult, so I reminded myself of the things I wanted to ask him.

I glossed over his tanned, muscled forearms
, and at the dark tattoos again, looking for more tale tell details that I may have missed before. It was more so to refocus my attention away from the burning passion that kept rising from deep within me.

“What do you mean by that?” I asked.

He laughed a bit and leaned back, turning to look over at one of the telescopes standing out on the balcony beyond the glass windows.

“I think you have to pay to gaze. I’ll let you pay for that if you want.” He then said.

We placed our orders when the waitress returned to serve and pour the wine, I got my surf and turf and Cam ordered the rosemary lamb and baked potato paired with a red Pinot Grigio. Again, she failed to ask for my ID, and I realized that being a supposed cop, Cam had no qualms about letting me drink alcohol either. The blatant flirting on her part went beyond fishing for a good tip, and it was irking the hell out of me now.

She finally sashayed away after taking her time to go over our order, options
, and explanation of using the telescope along with how much it cost — more so to Cam anyway.             

“Well, we’ve got some time to kill, come on…my treat,” I nodded towards the telescopes as I scooted out of my chair.

Cam picked up our wine glasses, and we headed out onto the balcony.

The night was crisp and cool
, and the view was extraordinary. The soft piano music playing in the background added ambiance to what would and should be an ordinary romantic evening with gorgeous guy, but I knew better.

Cam sipped his wine, watching me as I deposited a dollar fifty in coins into the high powered tel
escope, which unlocked the lens cap.

“I love looking up into the sky at night. It’s a
lmost like everything is just so…clear and peaceful, and I wonder sometimes, if Heaven is past that somewhere,” I then said as I peered through the eyepiece attempting to focus the lens.

“You’d be surprised what lies right before your eyes. People are limited to what they can see for a reason
, but I’m with you. There is definitely a lot more out there,” Cam commented.

“Yeah, I definitely believe that. They’re so bright. I see some winking too,” I said
, scanning the spray of millions of sparkling dots against the night sky.

“They know a pretty girl when they see one,” Cam commented.

“You are a charmer.” I smiled, while still peering through the eye piece at all the stars.

             
I zoomed in as close as I could, to see several shooting stars randomly streak across the sky behind the others, in awe. Then, a handful began to shift and move, which I found fascinating, as they all moved in line and slowly began to form…a heart.

The
outline of stars formed a clear and distinct heart shape that sparkled like diamonds.

“Oh
— wow…” I gaped.

“See anything interesting or unique?” Cam then asked.

I looked away, feeling heat coming from him right behind me, because he was standing really close to me now. The smell of him was almost intoxicating, and he was handing me my wineglass with his arm curled around me as if he were about to hug me from behind.

“Thanks. Uh…that was really freaky. The stars they…I don’t know,” I gestured towards the sky
, and then peered back into the eye piece.

The star-formed heart shape was still there.

“Let me see,” Cam said moving in close, but not allowing me to step away. Our bodies were mere inches apart, as he leaned over my shoulder to look for himself.

“The stars moved into the shape of a heart. I didn’t know they could do that,” I then said as I looked up into the sky. I couldn’t see it anymore
, at least not without the telescope.

“I don’t see anything,” Cam then said as he turned to face me.

              My breath caught. His face and mouth were within a breath of mine, and my heart began to pound faster to help rekindle fire that was spreading throughout my body by his close proximity to me. He was leaning in first, as if he planned to kiss me, but was hesitant as if wanting me to make the first move.

I wanted to kiss him but what would he think of me?

Wait, what was I thinking? I needed to know a few things first before anything like that would happen. I couldn’t kiss him…yet.

I moved to back away a bit and sipped my wine.

I could see him smirk when he straightened up; as if he just knew he’d get me before the night was over. He just might.

“Maybe they moved and formed something else I guess,” I shrugged
, but I knew what I saw.

He nodded
, looking down at me as he finished his wine.

It was quiet for a moment
, and I eyed him as he leaned in to look into the telescope again.

“Do you believe in life on other planets?” He asked me.

“I’ve had dreams about spaceships ever since I was little, but I don’t know. I guess one day we’ll all find out for sure.” I replied looking behind him…at his back and trying to figure out where and how he’d hide them if he did have wings. Why couldn’t I see them now?

I felt a knot of nervous apprehension twist in my gut when I thought of the questions I wan
ted to ask him. It was now or possibly never and I needed to know, to know that I wasn’t crazy in believing both he and Drake were supernatural.

I hadn’t realized he had turned to watch me cur
iously until he spoke, “What are you doing?” He asked softly.

“Huh? Nothing,” I shook my head
, and moved back beside him as I finished the rest of my wine in one gulp.

I was beginning to feel a bit more relaxed already
, as I turned to face the view of the twinkling city lights and the light of the moon dancing on the water in the distance. I set my empty wineglass on the balcony railing, glad we were alone here. This was really nice and romantic.

“Are you cold?” Cam asked moving in behind me.

Before I could answer, his arms were around me gently, pulling me into him close, and melding me to his warm, firm body.

I sighed deeply, the desire re-igniting in an instant. I was sure he’d be able to feel my heart pounding wildly.

I brushed my hands and fingers over his the tattoos; along his smooth skin, then folded my own arms across my chest, and tucking them beneath his huge muscled arms and biceps, as he held me protectively. I fit snugly, warm, safe, relaxed, hidden, completely melting into his strong embrace. Despite the chilly night, his skin was really warm, almost hot, and from what I could feel; I wasn’t the only one being turned on in the given moment.

All I could think of was…that couldn’t be his, because if it was
— China was right, he would be way too much for a starter, and definitely too much for me.

He stroked the length of my hair lovingly, ru
nning his fingers through my curls, and leaning down to inhale the scent of my shampoo, I guessed. I could hear him softly moan deep within his chest, and I started to tremble slightly; something I was sure he could feel, but he didn’t say anything about it.

“Not anymore,” I whispered.

              Looking up into the night sky once again, I could see the same stars moving again, and this time they were clearly visible to my naked eye without the telescope. They slid smoothly into position to form two hearts this time, and I knew Cam had to be able to see it too.

“There, there
it is again…there’s two hearts now! Look…” I pointed up into the sky and said while tilting my head back to look up at his face — way above my head.

He didn’t seem interested, instead he took me by total and complete surprise when he turned me around to face him
, and then picked me up as if I weighed nothing; sitting me on the railing of the balcony, pushing my legs apart, and letting his hands slide up each thigh as he moved to stand in between them — all in one swift and smooth move.

His hand and thick fingers slid beneath my hair gently gripping and tilting my head back and making me wail softly at the gentle tug. I thought he was going to kiss me, and I wanted it, I waited for it and…this time, I was sure I saw a glint in his eyes again, like the first night at the hospice. It reminded me to refocus, as hard as it was to do. I could tell he wanted me as bad as I wanted him, but this was so unlike me. I didn’t do this kind of thing so casually, and though I’d never had sex before, I certainly knew how it was done and what it entailed.

Was I really willing to sleep with Cam on the
third date?

Maybe… it was a strong possibility at this rate
, actually.

But since I was already suspicious, I had to ask first.

“You’re doing that aren’t you?” I asked in a whisper against his lips, which were inches from my own.

“Doing what?” He whispered.

The smell of him coupled with the warmth of his sweet breath on my lips made me shiver with lust.

“The stars…I know you’re doing it.” I then said.

Cam simply grinned.

XVIV: Cam`ael:

I
t
wasn’t hard pretending as if I didn’t know she was already at the concert event, as much as it irritated me. I had already been there, cloaked long before she had arrived. She wore her hair down again. It was full and gorgeous, and the light blonde and brown highlights were glossy, flowing silkily in perfect spiral curls that reached the small of her back. She was sexy in the silky looking short dress that hugged her petite curves perfectly. The purple color complimented her hair, eyes and skin well, and the little bit of her light, caramel kissed flawless skin that peeked through the off the shoulder sleeve, and through her black lace leggings paired with the sexy boots she wore, was enough to ignite and provoke my dark lust.