A Lonely Heart's Wish | By : shaliscarai Category: +G through L > Gargoyles Views: 9056 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Gargoyles/Disney related but the original character, Eve Anderson, is from my own mind and is not a character of Disney. I get no pay and am only doing this for fun |
She was relieved to find the kitchen fully stocked and began to make a light dinner with Owen’s favorite, apple dumplings, for dessert. She found that the rhythm of chopping and stirring allowed for her mind to work through their predicament more calmly than before. She knew what she had to do, but how she would bring it up and let him know what she had found out was the real question. Hearing the front door open breaks her from her thoughts. She looks up to see Owen staring at her in confusion.
“Supper will be ready in a few moments.” She tries to smile but she sees his eyes slightly widen in concern. He walks over and stares at the food already done. “Beef stew, mashed potatoes,” he sniffs the air “and apples in the oven? Is there a reason for comfort food?” “Not just apples.” She looks down and fidgets with her spoon. “Apple dumplings. I thought you might like a home cooked meal.” He steps around and gathers her into his arms. “You remembered.” He leans closer, whispering in her ear. “What happened?” “Can’t tell you where they can hear us.” She whispers back. “We’re in danger.” He leans away from her, a smile on his lips that never touches his eyes. “How soon til it is time to eat?” She looks over at the oven. “15 min at most.” He steps away and loosens his tie as he heads for the bedroom. “Then I will get more comfortable while you set the table.” She quietly works in the kitchen, finishing everything while waiting for him to reappear. When he does, she nearly stops in shock. Before yesterday, she had never seen a scrap of skin showing on him and somehow it never bothered her to see him naked for the first time. However, seeing him coming towards her in hip hugging jeans and a t-shirt that shows every defined muscle of his chest makes her mouth go dry with sudden nerves. She looks away and begins to fill his plate. He frowns at her sudden change in behavior from equal to almost total subservience. Although he knows they need to act that way for their ‘hosts’, he believes something has happened to make her do more than act. He settles in his chair and watches her closely as she finally sits across from him, picking at her food. “Tell me how your day went.” He never wavers as she looks down at her plate, fork stilling. “You said to keep busy. I shouldn’t have left the house but I wanted to be productive. I found the women who work here cooking and cleaning and I thought I could help.” She lays her fork down. He starts to read between the lines and realizes she does have some information. “Were you helpful?” “I thought so at first” she glances up at him through her lashes “but then this man came in and he tried hitting on me. I don’t know what he said cause I don’t understand his language but he ended up arguing with the old woman there. I’m sure it was about me cause as soon as he left the hustled me back here and told me to stay.” Her fist clenches for a moment. “I made you look bad cause I didn’t make it clear I was yours. I’m sorry.” He lays his fork down. “Did he touch you?” “Yes.” She nearly whispers. Hot anger courses through Owen, an emotion he has not experienced in decades. “How did he touch you?” She folds her hands in her lap, hearing the anger in his voice and not knowing who it’s directed at. “He grabbed my ass.” The sound of shattering glass jerks her head up but the coldness in his eyes freezes her completely. “I’m sorry. It was my fault. I want to make it up to you.” The anger nearly consumes him, wishing he could burn the whole place down to the ground for hurting her. “And how do you plan on doing that?” “By giving you everything.” She steels herself. “I am yours, every part of me. I’m asking you to take me.” Her words sink in and snap him from his anger. His blood runs cold as her meaning sets in. His eyes lock onto hers. “All of you?” She bites her lip. “You said this morning you wouldn’t unless I asked. I’m asking.” The food turns to lead in his stomach, knowing she’s only doing this for a reason. She warned him they are in danger and now she’s cluing him in as to how much danger. He gently taps his finger against his lips, pretending to consider her. “Perhaps I will but not at this moment. Eat and then call Alexander as you promised him. Meet me in the shower afterwards and if you please me I will make sure you get your pony ride.” She meekly smiles, knowing he has at least for now gotten her meaning so far. They will talk more once they are in the shower and not being listened to. “Thank you, Owen.” She picks up her fork again and begins to eat what she can. Will they or won't they??? That is the question.....Please review!!!While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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