---- Wait a second.


    This is going overboard now.


    Am I dreaming? Is this egoistic, male chauvinist asshold telling me this? There was that look in his eyes I couldn''t pin point.


    His one hand delves out of his pocket.


    It clenched and unclenches.


    Like he wanted to do something but he was refraining.


    tilt my head to look at him in confusion.


    The great warrior King, Damien Von Theodore and awkward? Am I dreaming.


    Whats wrong with him? What are yo- I couldn''tplete.


    A huge palm rests on my head, and I look up at him from under my eyshes Each and every cell in my bodyes to life as our eyes connect.


    My heart drops.


    ---- eee And then he speaks.


    Take care, Princess.


    And just like that he turns around to leave and I am left staring at the closed door.


    My hand moves up to touch my head where he rested his palm and I ruffle my hair in confusion.


    Damn this weirdo! What was that! It almost looked like he cared for me! Ignoring it, I drop back on the bed yet I couldn''t stop my mind from drifting back to him.


    What are you Damien Theodore? And what are you nning to do now That strange feeling in my chest lingered the entire ---- ee night.


    I toss around in my bed and I felt like someone was staring at me.


    Rubbing my eyes I look up and I see a silhouette staring at me through the shadows.


    I rub my eyes to sit up.


    Am I dreaming again? Why would someone stare at me sleeping? Its so creepy and weird.


    Trub my eyes to just go back to sleep.


    Sure that it was a dream when next I feel someone ying with my hair.


    Their soft fingers braiding my loose hair falling behind me.


    I grunt to turn around and J again see that silhouette staring down at me.


    Those eyes...


    they looked very familiar.


    Who- what- Go to sleep Princess.


    Its just a dream.


    He speaks and I humm in half asleep.


    Of course I know its a dream.


    Why would he be here of all ces? I snuggle into my pillow and close my eyes again when I feel something soft...


    like lips pressing on my forehead.


    And then it was gone ---- eee = The scent Those eyes.


    That touch.


    It vanishes like it wasn''t there in the first ce.