Unrepentaint. Impenitenti

, I only mail, but ringhiata through clenched teeth. I do not that on the chest would bring even the wounds that I inflicted, I was out of me, the idea that he could not interfere, in a ma

"Hello to you too, little fox".

He took a few step towards me, then stopped. He looked around. The heat that was there in that room, I seemed to increase and become almost scorching, if compared with the icy cold outside.

"I asked you a question". I gave up on the bucket to the ground, only to be able to cross the arms to the chest, and challenge them to a chin up.

"Do not be so angry, your friend, the red was very pleased." "Then you could go to her, I am here I shall do. "Yes?" she laughed, mockingly. Then, with movements elegant, it slipped off the coat and wool blazer and left them to fall back on a bench nearby.

At that point, it had

become difficult for me to remain fixed on his face. He wore only his shirt and pants, a shirt on was divinely, just like all the others. But my fingertips tingled at the memory of the deep furrows

marked his muscles.

I had to

regain a bit of composure, and take the distance: he was already too close to me. But not I mov

"You're looking for?" he asked, amused. "What do you care?" I began to feel too warm. I felt my

"I'm alone, I don't need your help".

"Are you

so sure?" with a grin maliardo on the face, came up, and I grabbed a lock of his hair, then let

I was hesitant to feel every vibration of that gesture, letting myself go under his irises intense.

"You know, before..." he began. "I was hoping that buying the whole, I would have taken you."

"It is not fun. You took my Star of Christmas".

"I took it for you," he muttered then. "It is yours, you can have it".

"But I would have taken myself."

"Not to insist, Kerys" he continued, tightening the jaw. "I'm still angry with you for the way you behaved at the Barnaby".

Sbuffai, a

But the mistletoe there was not even the shadow.

Exhausted, after turning the blank, I stopped again a few steps from the edge of the pool with aquatic plants, only to notice that Davil was left to my heels, all the time.

"Need something?" I asked once again. The tone of ridiculous that imbrattava his voice made me understand it without too many questions that he was making fun of me.

"Let's go, where did you put it?" Something

suggested to me that would be able to make and hide around the mistletoe in the world, just to a

"I didn't touch anything." He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. So I turned on me the same for me to look around. He took advantage of the moment and I was surprised, defeating the space between us and making me shudder. "You look in the wrong places".

"Davil..." his hand strokes my thigh and with the index finger brushed against the skin that is naked, which remains among the wool socks and the skirt of the overalls. I closed my eyes for a brief moment, for bearmi of that touch. A rain of chills I bathed from head to foot.

I was trying to hold back all of the reasons why I was angry with him, but when his lips were against my ear I seemed to be able to let go of everything. Really enough just to have that power over me?

His voice, deep and capable of vibrating all the way into my bones, you took control of my body. "Don't look up... Otherwise I would fill them with kisses".

I lifted up the irises at the sky, and understood what she meant. Of the beams traveled in mid-air throughout the greenhouse and the mistletoe hung bushy from those sleepers, regardless of who was passing below him.

The nose of Davil I grazed the chin, so to up I was the head. Then, together with the whisper of the plants, began to speak.

"What many do not know is that the mistletoe is also the birth and death". I let myself be lulled by his words. "The son of Odin, Awake, comes right from god identified as the tree on which it grows, the mistletoe. The goddess Frigg decides to take an oath universal: nothing and no one will ever harm his son Awake, and so makes him immune to everything, putting to rest the dreams warning of death that he had".

I took a deep breath. "And then, what's up?" I asked him. I would not have wanted to, but I was captured by the ticket.

"Frigg believed that the mistletoe is harmless, and for this reason it is excluded from the oath, but Awake-will eventually pierced by a stick of mistletoe, one arrow". I felt the satisfaction crackle in his own words: I had revealed my full interest. "The moral is that mistletoe can be more dangerous than what it seems."

"Like every other thing, on the other hand".

I tried to regain composure, but he couldn't stregarmi even just with words. I needed to get away, I had to free myself from his influence.

I made a step for distanziarmi. The outlet from the heat, I unfastened my and took off my coat, to feel more free in their actions, and discarded on a bench not far away.

"Okay, now I'll take this stupid mistletoe and I swear that we choked back Fergie. Other arrows".

I seemed to hear Davil laughing, as I looked around to find a way to climb up and collect what I needed. Spotted on the chairs made of metal, stacked next to a large vessel. I took one and moved under one of the beams near the pool.

"Kerys, this is not the case that you go up on the chair. If you let me do that..." But I I was already climbing, and stood up, and the last thing I would have done would certainly ask for help to him.

The problem, however, was not there I rode on that chair. So , I tried to reach out further, extending the arm as possible and I put it on the tips. The shift of weight forward moved the chair, which

squeaked. And I lost balance. Mulinai the arms, but I could not take it up again.

It happened all in a matter of a few moments: a cry of fright, I escaped, uncontrollable, while my. But Davil leaned in to try to acchiapparmi and parry the fall. When I felt his body, I abbrancai to him, almost by instinct. This, however, as a domino, made him lose his balance in his time, and under the force of gravity, we fell both straight into a small pool.

Without being aware of how it had happened, I found myself for a brief moment, immersed in the greenish water. When riaffiorai taken breath, I soon realized that the pool was not high, so much so that touching the bottom without problems.

Davil re-emerged with the head just after me, and he had a faint to see him pull back the strands of hair bistrate, while the shirt the perfectly matched to the shoulders.

"Fuck, Kerys" imprecò, placing one hand on the edge on marble at my shoulders.

We were surrounded by aquatic plants, floating flickering

on the surface of the water.

I was drenched, but inside, I felt my heart beating me wildly. I was missing the air, and I hated to realize that it was not only for the fall. In the meantime, he had placed the other hand on the edge, racchiudendomi between the latter and her statuesque body.