Tuesday, November 7, 2017
Give Me Love ~ Part 28
He walked behind her and placed his hands gently on hers. He could smell the scent of her shampoo, the cleanliness of soap mixed with something sweet, like jojoba. His body tingled as he leaned forward just a bit to look over her shoulder. Her ivory cheek next to his, just begging to be kissed.
He took in a deep breath and noticed she did the same. He wondered if she was having the same feelings; if she was feeling the same connection.
Guiding her hands he gave her directions. “Cut off the ends like this and then just place your knife at the edge and slice very thinly. Enough to see through.”
He guided her hands through a few cuts and then watched over her shoulder as she did a few more on her own. He longed to stay near her and feel the heat radiating off her body, but knew he had to be smart. He didn’t know what Amorette wanted or if she could tell him what she wanted. She couldn’t remember how to cut vegetables, could she remember what it was like to fall in love? Or was that something that a person needed to remember at all?
He backed away and walked back over to his own cutting board. “There you go, you’re really getting a hang of it now.”
“I have a good instructor,” she said, giving him a smile.
His heart jumped and the smile made him want to wrap her up in his arms and never let go, but he just smiled back. “Eyes on the cutting board, so you don’t cut yourself. Just take it slow. We’re in no hurry.”
Charlie took deep breaths as he finished with the garlic and moved on to the eggplant. His mind flashed to Gerwyn, who claimed he was only a friend, but could he be more? Then he thought of Tris, the man who would “own” Amorette if he found the arrow. His blood boiled at the thought of Tris, knowing he was more than likely abusive, if not physically then emotionally.
“Are you having any luck remembering your past?” asked Charlie.
Amorette shook her head, but her eyes remained on her cutting board. “Unfortunately, no. I had hoped after speaking with Gerwyn that some things would start to come back, like knowing he was a friend.”
“Do you have any gut feelings when it comes to this guy Tris?” Charlie tried to sound nonchalant, but knew the edge was coming through in his voice.
Amorette stopped cutting and looked up, but not at Charlie. “I get the feeling that I don’t like him very much, but that we’re connected in some way, but that could just be because of the warning from Gerwyn.”
“That makes sense,” said Charlie.
She looked at him. “Could we not talk about this today? It’s just that I’ve been trying so hard to remember, I feel like my head is spinning. It would be really nice to just cook, eat and hang out like normal people and forget that I’m a freak.”
Charlie laid down his knife. “You are not a freak.”
“I feel like one,” said Amorette, focusing back on her chopping. “You have to admit it is freakish that I can’t remember my past. I didn’t even remember what it was like to feel tired. That is just weird, it’s a normal feeling that people have. Yet, I still remembered happy and sad, and other normal emotions. This whole thing doesn’t make sense, hence making me feel like a freak and making my head spin.”
Charlie gently put his hand over hers to stop her from cutting the vegetables and turned her to face him. He gently caressed her check and felt electricity buzz through his body at the touch of her skin.