There was a deer to my left, simply watching me. She was beautiful and majestic. She came towards me the moment I wished I could pet her. My hand slowly reached out and touched her course coat. Huge brown eyes looked into mine. There was no fear.
“You’re lovely,” I whispered.
“So are you,” a deep voice said from behind me.
I turned violently, scaring the deer off into the trees. Mr. Sexy was standing five feet in front of me. Jeans and a fitted white t-shirt clothed his fit body.
“Of course I am, where else would I be?”
“I thought…well, I wasn’t sure if this was our dream or just mine.”
“It’s ours Livvie. It’s ours. Always ours.”
She calmed a bit. She seemed to sense I was near. Then…she whispered, “Mr. Sexy? Are you here?”
My heart almost stopped. How….there was no way she would be able to detect my presence. She was human and humans couldn’t observe us.
“I may be crazy and just talking to myself, but I feel like you just touched my face.”
My heart did stop this time. I slowly reached out and touched her face again, my thumb tracing circles around her chin. She gasped and reached her hand to mine. She was touching her face, but at the same time I could feel her.
Groaning, I took her face in my hands, despite her resistance. I leveled our eyes, staring deeply into her lively green irises. “Love, I’m sorry. I’m jealous because of the way he looks at you. I don’t like it.”
Her face softened. Sighing, she placed her hands on mine. Her delicate fingers clenched around my palms, causing a tightening of desire in my stomach. Hot air exhaled out my nostrils as I tried to control my urges. My eyes roamed to her lips. Full and soft looking, I wanted to take them into my own and devour her right then and there.
“Scott, look at me.”
“I am,” I said hungrily. I licked my lips in anticipation. She bit hers in response and I groaned, moving closer to claim her.
“Crap. Mom is gonna be so pissed,” she muttered, her hand squeezing her temple.
Leaning down, I placed my hand on the tree, allowing my fingers to trail over the splintered wood. There was a dent where the bark had broken off. A very noticeable dent. I caressed the tree, mumbling how sorry I was to it when I heard J behind me, “Ummm….”
I turned quickly, wondering what in the heck had happened now. “What is it, J?”
“The tree…it’s…it’s growing back where you touch it, Liv,” she said, astonished.
“What?” I gave her a look that clearly showed how crazy I thought she was, but then, I looked back at the pine. Peering closer, I could see the dent wasn’t as large. My shaking hand lovingly rested on the top of the dent. I closed my eyes and thought only of restoring the tree back to its full self. I felt energy running through my body, a tingly sensation that warmed me to my core. Heat radiated out my palm, pouring life back into the tree. I don’t know how I knew when it was whole, but I did. It was like the energy sensed it and just stopped. I drew my hand back, feeling a little weak.
Character Interview: Scott
1) If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
I would change how hardheaded I can be sometimes.
2) What is your motto?
Love conquers all
3) What is your greatest regret?
Not learning more about the curse on my family and ways to stop it.
4) What is your greatest achievement?
Finding my heart mate
5) What is your idea of perfect happiness?
Living a long, happy life with Livvie
6) What is your most treasured possession?
The family books that are now mine
7) What is your biggest fear?
Losing my loved ones
8) What do you most value in your friends?
9) What is your favorite food?
Grandma’s baked chicken!
10) What is your favorite book?
The White Aura.
Felicia's top Ten Inspirations for writing:
1.) My daughter
4.) My mom (she loves my books so much)
5.) Readers who love my books
6.) Readers who don’t love my books
7.) My Dauntless Indies gals!
8.) My family
Pretty much anyone that comes in my life inspires something or another
You...you’re reading this and you are awesome. You inspire me to do better :)