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He was to protect me... but little did I know he wanted to do more than that,but so did I... He just didn't know it yet. He thought I was too young. I laugh, because I must look way younger than my 21 years. He wasn't much older so I figure that's why he thought I was too young for him... boy was he wrong on that one. He was to protect me as there were some people out there who wanted to kidnap me.. yeah sounds like a story.. and one I'm sure you think you've heard.. probably, but I feel like I need to tell it.. and you're reading it right? so you must be interested.. so as I was saying... they wanted to kidnap me.. something about someone I was related to.. being that I had been like this all my life, sheltered, watched, followed, ect. I didn't seem too interested about who or why.. I just knew that I got to be in places that people didn't see, and be around new people a lot.. but this guy, well... he was new and he was just to watch me and to do his duty. Apparently, he was also military or government or something. He had dark features. Dark hair, dark eyes. Hair was a little long for someone who worked like this, but he didn't seem to care what they all thought. He smiled and his face didn't seem to fully light up, he had a secret. something I wish I knew. So I set out to be his friend. I was allowed to do that. Like I said it was all weird and I didn't seem to care that much. He settled into his room not far from mine. I have little a little brother about 8 and a sister about 10. They lived around there too. It was like a house all to ourselves, separate from those that took care of my sister and brother. So basically, I got to watch them sometimes, but they had nannies too... that's what I called the people that watched over me, nannies.. I nodded to him to sit down and we sat in chairs facing each other. The kids were in school at this time. I wanted to know his secret. He was very handsome. Over the next few months, we became friends. We would talk about anything. He would take me with him to check in with his boss and buddies to make sure they knew everything was ok. And if he had other duty to watch something or something, I got to go along with. His buddies liked me a lot. So it was no surprise that I was there a lot.
About the first month in, I found out we both had insomnia. I caught him one night, standing on the balcony that stretched the side of the house upstairs along the bedrooms. Thinking back now, I don't feel like it was a house but more like a dorm or something like that.. maybe... anyway...he was standing out there looking up at the stars. He was lost in thoughts, so lost that he didn't hear me. He jumped when I said a quiet hello. He turned and looked at me. I was in shorts and a tank top. I liked wearing them when I was running around. Most times I slept in my panties or naked. He looked me up and down, drinking in my features. My hair was up in a ponytail and the cool air made my nipples hard and I could tell he noticed that too as his eyes fell upon them and moved quickly down to my bare feet. He was in jeans and a t-shirt. I looked him up and down as well. My eyes stopping on his crotch and then quickly back up. I smiled a small smile, but was wondering what had him up tonight.
"you should be asleep and not out here," he said softly.
"I am a chronic insomniac," I sighed softly, "too much on my mind too many memories..."
"Me too"
"What about?" I looked at him with curious eyes.
"nothing.." He looked away for a moment and back again, "you?"
"sometimes school, sometimes life, loves lost, taken from me.." He stiffened a bit when I said the last part.
"you can tell me, I mean well.. we're friends and have talked about everything else.." He shook his head at me when I said this and said nothing. I touched his arm, "please?" He looked at my hand on his arm and then into my eyes. "I lost someone I loved..." I nodded at this revelation.
"Was she killed?"
"yes, and I wasn't there to help."
" me either. and I felt it was my fault." I sighed softly and looked out over the grounds. "its this life. I don't know why but just being with someone puts them in danger. Thats why youre here." He touched my shoulder and bent down close to my ear.
"I was gone out on duty doing what I was supposed to do when someone came to our apartment and killed her. Shot her. I was never the same since. I blame myself for not being there for her. Work seemed to be more important to me. So i don't sleep. The nightmares haunt me sometimes, and sometimes, I just think."
" we are more alike than we think..." I turned to look at him but he was still next to my ear, so our lips met. It was an accident, but we both apparently wanted it. He groaned against my lips and opened his lips to mine. I wanted a taste, just a little one and so I opened my lips and let my tongue take a taste of his. He pulled me closer to him and the kiss went deeper. His hands roamed my body, touching my ass and moved up to my breast and he pulled back at that moment suddenly.
"I cant. You're my job, and too young for me." He stepped back with a pained look on his face.
" I'm not too young. you're not that much older than me." He realized this after a moment of thought. He then turned and went towards his room.
"you need to get inside" I did as I was told and he went into his room and I to mine. I lay awake most of the night thinking about that kiss. I'm sure he did too.
About the first month in, I found out we both had insomnia. I caught him one night, standing on the balcony that stretched the side of the house upstairs along the bedrooms. Thinking back now, I don't feel like it was a house but more like a dorm or something like that.. maybe... anyway...he was standing out there looking up at the stars. He was lost in thoughts, so lost that he didn't hear me. He jumped when I said a quiet hello. He turned and looked at me. I was in shorts and a tank top. I liked wearing them when I was running around. Most times I slept in my panties or naked. He looked me up and down, drinking in my features. My hair was up in a ponytail and the cool air made my nipples hard and I could tell he noticed that too as his eyes fell upon them and moved quickly down to my bare feet. He was in jeans and a t-shirt. I looked him up and down as well. My eyes stopping on his crotch and then quickly back up. I smiled a small smile, but was wondering what had him up tonight.
"you should be asleep and not out here," he said softly.
"I am a chronic insomniac," I sighed softly, "too much on my mind too many memories..."
"Me too"
"What about?" I looked at him with curious eyes.
"nothing.." He looked away for a moment and back again, "you?"
"sometimes school, sometimes life, loves lost, taken from me.." He stiffened a bit when I said the last part.
"you can tell me, I mean well.. we're friends and have talked about everything else.." He shook his head at me when I said this and said nothing. I touched his arm, "please?" He looked at my hand on his arm and then into my eyes. "I lost someone I loved..." I nodded at this revelation.
"Was she killed?"
"yes, and I wasn't there to help."
" me either. and I felt it was my fault." I sighed softly and looked out over the grounds. "its this life. I don't know why but just being with someone puts them in danger. Thats why youre here." He touched my shoulder and bent down close to my ear.
"I was gone out on duty doing what I was supposed to do when someone came to our apartment and killed her. Shot her. I was never the same since. I blame myself for not being there for her. Work seemed to be more important to me. So i don't sleep. The nightmares haunt me sometimes, and sometimes, I just think."
" we are more alike than we think..." I turned to look at him but he was still next to my ear, so our lips met. It was an accident, but we both apparently wanted it. He groaned against my lips and opened his lips to mine. I wanted a taste, just a little one and so I opened my lips and let my tongue take a taste of his. He pulled me closer to him and the kiss went deeper. His hands roamed my body, touching my ass and moved up to my breast and he pulled back at that moment suddenly.
"I cant. You're my job, and too young for me." He stepped back with a pained look on his face.
" I'm not too young. you're not that much older than me." He realized this after a moment of thought. He then turned and went towards his room.
"you need to get inside" I did as I was told and he went into his room and I to mine. I lay awake most of the night thinking about that kiss. I'm sure he did too.