First Meeting

(Cass Part 2… continues from here)

Five weeks ago…

I climbed out of bed and stretched my arms over my head feeling pleasantly sated but restless. Luka reached out a hand and ran it down the side of my body to give my ass a squeeze as I grinned down at him.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked in a lazy voice, doing a little stretching of his own making his muscles ripple.

I let him grab my hand and tug me back down beside him then lowered my mouth to his for a lush kiss. Everything about the man was lush from his lips to his eye lashes to his hair. He was a walking, talking, breathing aphrodisiac and he was all mine.

“I thought I’d go for a run,” I said when he let me go and I was only a little breathless from his kiss.

“You mean go jump off some buildings don’t you?” He reached up and pushed his hair back from his face as I tracked the movement of his hand.

“Yeah. Want to come?” I offered but I knew he wouldn’t.

He sighed and moved to a sitting position in bed. “I have some work I should do…”

“Now?” I said in shock. Luka didn’t bring work home, ever, mostly because the data he worked with all lived on some insanely secure server. In his job there was no such thing as work from home.

“Yeah,” he grinned like a kid in a candy shop. “We’re testing some intrusion software.”

I laughed and pressed my hand over his mouth. “You know it’s all geek to me baby. But if you want to go play, I can stay out of your hair for a while.”

I got dressed and left Luka staring at a screen. The elevator was empty as was the foyer of the building, not too surprising at 10pm on a school night really. I headed towards the neighbourhood where I’d grown up and I knew the buildings. Not in the neighbourhood because the buildings there were too low but one of my dads had shown me the best places nearby for a run and that’s where I headed. I picked an easy route and ran and jumped until I felt the first hint of fatigue in my legs, finishing up on a flat roof with a view of the city.

I stood at the edge of the building and felt exhausted but still restless, the same itch under my skin that had sent me running hadn’t abated at all.

“Not gonna jump are you?”

The idle question came from the shadows behind me and a quick look back revealed nothing more than a darker shadow.

“What if I said yes?” I called back and he laughed.

“Well, that would be a waste. I’d mourn you terribly,” he said all wry humour.

I heard footsteps approaching and started to turn but a hand touched my shoulder and he whispered, “Stop, don’t jump.”

I laughed and his hand squeezed and this time he spoke in a firm voice as he said, “Don’t look at me.”

I froze in place as I considered his request then for some reason I couldn’t fathom I followed his direction and looked back out at the view.

“My saviour,” I said as I grinned into the dark.

“Nah, I did it  for me,” he said softly and he let go of my shoulder.

“How so?” I asked as he stepped behind me and I felt his breath against my ear.

“Once you save a life, it’s your right? So I own you princess.”

I jerked my head away and laughed nervously as his lips brushed my ear.

“Yeah, no.” I shook my head. “I don’t think so.”

“It’s the law of the jungle beautiful,” he countered and his laugh sent a shiver up my spine.

I shrugged carelessly. “Maybe it is. But you didn’t save me.”

His low, “Fuck!” followed me as I leaped from that building to the next one then the next one. I didn’t hear anyone behind me and I didn’t look back to check as I made my way to the fire escape of that building to descend back to street level.

I walked towards home, my step lighter, that restless edge gone and I told myself it had been the run that relaxed me, not  a silly conversation with a random stranger…


…to be continued…


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