Immortal, Caroline Larose [best non fiction books to read .txt] 📗

of nothingness.

"How did you get in?" She asked Lance, looking up into his eyes from where he had scooped her up in her ball in his arms.

"Window, sleepy head," He said, grinning at her as his eyes bright and happy, obviously enjoying having her in his arms.

(A/N; Okay, I haven't edited this for a looong while, nor been on, but I will possibly add a whole nother chapter, and there are now indents!!! EEK!!)

"Well, You are much more intellegent than Cory," Evelyn said, smiling at him slightly, yet her sight still hazey with sleep.

"Why thank you, my love," Lance said, smirking and kissing her forehead and she offered him a sleepy smile. He gazed down at her as Eve closed her eyes again and began sinking towards sleep, so he, in attempt to keep her awake for the day, began tickling her. Her eyes shot open and giggles escaped her lips as small squeals did also as she writhed in his lap as his fingers danced over her hips, stomach, and occasionally around her neck and sometimes feet

"Lance!" She shrieked, jerking around as she slapped at his hands, only succeeding in being dumped onto the bed, "Stop it!" she began to beg, twisting and hitting at him, but his long arms kept him barely out of range of her own ones.

"I need to keep you awake, love," Was all he said, a large part smirk part grin etched upon his face. Evelyn landed a hit on his arm, making his elbow bend and his one hand miss a tickle, allowing her time to roll that way, escaping the other hand as she landed off the bed and hurried to her feet, panting heavily as she was backed up to the wall by him.

"You will never tickle me again!" She exclaimed, holding out her hands as a barrier from his body approaching her own. He shook his head lightly, and took her hands, bending them down to her side and in her ear he whispered.

"That's where you're wrong," His warm breath tickling her cheek and down her neck as he stood tall over her thin frame, "I can do whatever I want to you," gentle kisses were placed on the top of her ear, slipping to the lobe of her ear where a sharp intake of breath was taken as teeth gently and lightly tugged on it, just enough to give a sensation that Evelyn could not describe.

"Lance..." She whispered airily, making a smile slip to his lips from where they rested on her neck, his muscled body bent over her quarterly.

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Publication Date: 08-20-2012

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