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Shay.
Chapter 4. "Close your eyes"
Dasha stubbed her toe on the coffee table.
"Shit!" she yelled at the inanimate table going back and kicking it in spite.
"I will throw that bastard out someday." She told herself as she ran to the back of her small house and tried to get ready, she was running late and Xander was supposed to be there in 45 minutes and she still had to shower. She looked into the mirror and decided to skip the shower, she had taken one that morning and her hair looked fine. Dasha grabbed a bottle of lotion and put it on her skin and ran the straightener through her hair just to be sure it was ok.
She paused for a moment and tried to think of what the hell she was supposed to wear. Xander hadn't said where they were going, but he didn't seem too much like a formal guy. She pulled on a jean mini skirt, platform sandals and a black tank top. Last she put a set of small stud earrings in, threw on some lipstick, eye shadow and perfume. Just as she finished doing this there was a knock on the door.
Dasha stumbled from her room to the front door and paused before it. Why was she so nervous?
She opened the door and was glad to see Xander wearing a pair of nice jeans and a black wife beater. Dasha had a chance to check him out this time, his body was gorgeous and his tattoos nearly covered him, but she didn't mind. As she looked him up and down she smiled.
"You look very pretty." Xander told her breaking her silence.
"Thank you." She told him stepping out the door, closing it and locking it behind her.
He took her hand and led her down the dirt path from her small, modest house to his GTO.
"This is a beautiful car." She told him looking it over almost as precisely as she had her date.
"Not as beautiful as you." He told her smiling mischievously.
"Do you say that to all the girls?" she asked him laughing.
"No, just you." He answered helping her get into the car.
Dasha didn't know where they were going but it turned out to be a nice surprise. He pulled up to a little restaurant she had been to once or twice where people ate and danced the salsa until dawn.
He got out of the car and opened her door for her, again taking her hand but this time she laced his fingers with his. The ride over had been quiet but it was one of those comfortable quiets when you feel like your getting to know a person just by their breathing and being there.
When they got inside the bus boy led them to a table on the deck that over looked the ocean. They were the only young couple out there but they received smiling and approving looks from the older couples when Xander pulled Dasha's chair out for her to sit on. She couldn't believe what a gentleman he was.
"Thank you for letting me take you out tonight." He said smiling and looking at the menu.
"My pleasure." Dasha told him locking eyes with his. She wasn't usually this open, how had this guy done this to her when she had only talked to him for 10 minutes earlier that day? Maybe she should just give him a chance. She reasoned with herself inside her head as she ordered her meal.
By the time they started eating they had started up a good conversation. Dasha talked about work and her life in Guilera, leaving out the parts of her being a fugitive on the run from the United States government. Xander talked about his love for extreme sports leaving out the parts of being a secret agent sent on a mission to get her to fall in love with him so that the government she hated could make her work for them.
When they were done eating and Xander had paid, they were the only people left on the deck. Dasha looked out towards the ocean that matched the color of her eyes. She smiled to herself and decided that maybe tonight she wouldn't ditch this guy, he just somehow seemed different. Dasha looked back at Xander and then raced down the steps from the restaurant deck and stood on the beach staring up at him.
Xander leaned over the deck and Dasha motioned for him to join her. He followed her to the spot she was on the beach where they both took of their shoes and walked hand in hand on the shoreline.
"I cant believe I'm doing this, when did I become a hopeless romantic?" Xander asked himself, but then a voice in his head that sounded a lot like Gibbons reminded him of the mission. He was going to do what he had to, but it wasn't like he wasn't enjoying what was going on between him and Dasha.
Dasha led him to a large jetty about half a mile down the beach. She carefully walked across it using her arms to balance herself and stood on the edge with Xander in tow.
"I come here sometimes Xander." She told him out of the blue.
"You can call me X, Dasha. Do you come here to think?" he asked her.
"Yeah I guess that's what you could call it." She said almost laughing but her tone was serious.
"What do you think about?" he asked her snaking his arms around her waistline.
"How easy it would be to jump, to let go of it all." She told him sullenly.
Xander just looked at her, knowing he had more to say than she had.
"But I cant do it, something's keeping me here. I'm glad though." She stated.
"Why?" Xander asked her looking confused.
"Because if I had jumped I wouldn't have met you." She told him.
Why had she just said that? Dasha was hoping she wasn't falling for him, even though she knew deep inside her head she was.
"Close your eyes X." Dasha ordered.
Xander's look expression changed from understanding to confusion.
"Just do it." She told him.
He sighed and obeyed her orders. Dasha stood behind him and wrapped her own arms around his well-built body.
"Listen." She said as she stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear.
Xander listened to the waves crashing against the rocks and how the rest of the world seemed silent around him. He thought about how easy it would be to jump and be free, but he wasn't thinking of it in the way of suicide. This feeling went much deeper, and he almost knew what Dasha meant.
It seemed like only a few minutes to Xander, but after an hour Dasha told him to open his eyes. They had stayed that way in silence just listening to each other's breathing and the crashing of the waves. The feeling was mind blowing to Xander.
"That was amazing." He told her turning around and looking into her ocean eyes.
"Not as amazing as you." She said standing to kiss him tenderly but quickly on the lips. She then took his hand back with hers and they began to walk back to the restaurant.
Xander felt himself getting in too deep, but he didn't know that Dasha was feeling the same way.
Shay.
Chapter 4. "Close your eyes"
Dasha stubbed her toe on the coffee table.
"Shit!" she yelled at the inanimate table going back and kicking it in spite.
"I will throw that bastard out someday." She told herself as she ran to the back of her small house and tried to get ready, she was running late and Xander was supposed to be there in 45 minutes and she still had to shower. She looked into the mirror and decided to skip the shower, she had taken one that morning and her hair looked fine. Dasha grabbed a bottle of lotion and put it on her skin and ran the straightener through her hair just to be sure it was ok.
She paused for a moment and tried to think of what the hell she was supposed to wear. Xander hadn't said where they were going, but he didn't seem too much like a formal guy. She pulled on a jean mini skirt, platform sandals and a black tank top. Last she put a set of small stud earrings in, threw on some lipstick, eye shadow and perfume. Just as she finished doing this there was a knock on the door.
Dasha stumbled from her room to the front door and paused before it. Why was she so nervous?
She opened the door and was glad to see Xander wearing a pair of nice jeans and a black wife beater. Dasha had a chance to check him out this time, his body was gorgeous and his tattoos nearly covered him, but she didn't mind. As she looked him up and down she smiled.
"You look very pretty." Xander told her breaking her silence.
"Thank you." She told him stepping out the door, closing it and locking it behind her.
He took her hand and led her down the dirt path from her small, modest house to his GTO.
"This is a beautiful car." She told him looking it over almost as precisely as she had her date.
"Not as beautiful as you." He told her smiling mischievously.
"Do you say that to all the girls?" she asked him laughing.
"No, just you." He answered helping her get into the car.
Dasha didn't know where they were going but it turned out to be a nice surprise. He pulled up to a little restaurant she had been to once or twice where people ate and danced the salsa until dawn.
He got out of the car and opened her door for her, again taking her hand but this time she laced his fingers with his. The ride over had been quiet but it was one of those comfortable quiets when you feel like your getting to know a person just by their breathing and being there.
When they got inside the bus boy led them to a table on the deck that over looked the ocean. They were the only young couple out there but they received smiling and approving looks from the older couples when Xander pulled Dasha's chair out for her to sit on. She couldn't believe what a gentleman he was.
"Thank you for letting me take you out tonight." He said smiling and looking at the menu.
"My pleasure." Dasha told him locking eyes with his. She wasn't usually this open, how had this guy done this to her when she had only talked to him for 10 minutes earlier that day? Maybe she should just give him a chance. She reasoned with herself inside her head as she ordered her meal.
By the time they started eating they had started up a good conversation. Dasha talked about work and her life in Guilera, leaving out the parts of her being a fugitive on the run from the United States government. Xander talked about his love for extreme sports leaving out the parts of being a secret agent sent on a mission to get her to fall in love with him so that the government she hated could make her work for them.
When they were done eating and Xander had paid, they were the only people left on the deck. Dasha looked out towards the ocean that matched the color of her eyes. She smiled to herself and decided that maybe tonight she wouldn't ditch this guy, he just somehow seemed different. Dasha looked back at Xander and then raced down the steps from the restaurant deck and stood on the beach staring up at him.
Xander leaned over the deck and Dasha motioned for him to join her. He followed her to the spot she was on the beach where they both took of their shoes and walked hand in hand on the shoreline.
"I cant believe I'm doing this, when did I become a hopeless romantic?" Xander asked himself, but then a voice in his head that sounded a lot like Gibbons reminded him of the mission. He was going to do what he had to, but it wasn't like he wasn't enjoying what was going on between him and Dasha.
Dasha led him to a large jetty about half a mile down the beach. She carefully walked across it using her arms to balance herself and stood on the edge with Xander in tow.
"I come here sometimes Xander." She told him out of the blue.
"You can call me X, Dasha. Do you come here to think?" he asked her.
"Yeah I guess that's what you could call it." She said almost laughing but her tone was serious.
"What do you think about?" he asked her snaking his arms around her waistline.
"How easy it would be to jump, to let go of it all." She told him sullenly.
Xander just looked at her, knowing he had more to say than she had.
"But I cant do it, something's keeping me here. I'm glad though." She stated.
"Why?" Xander asked her looking confused.
"Because if I had jumped I wouldn't have met you." She told him.
Why had she just said that? Dasha was hoping she wasn't falling for him, even though she knew deep inside her head she was.
"Close your eyes X." Dasha ordered.
Xander's look expression changed from understanding to confusion.
"Just do it." She told him.
He sighed and obeyed her orders. Dasha stood behind him and wrapped her own arms around his well-built body.
"Listen." She said as she stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear.
Xander listened to the waves crashing against the rocks and how the rest of the world seemed silent around him. He thought about how easy it would be to jump and be free, but he wasn't thinking of it in the way of suicide. This feeling went much deeper, and he almost knew what Dasha meant.
It seemed like only a few minutes to Xander, but after an hour Dasha told him to open his eyes. They had stayed that way in silence just listening to each other's breathing and the crashing of the waves. The feeling was mind blowing to Xander.
"That was amazing." He told her turning around and looking into her ocean eyes.
"Not as amazing as you." She said standing to kiss him tenderly but quickly on the lips. She then took his hand back with hers and they began to walk back to the restaurant.
Xander felt himself getting in too deep, but he didn't know that Dasha was feeling the same way.