A small boy sat on a broken curb, looking down at a dirty, smudged ball in his hands. It was worn from play, clearly overused. His hair was dark and messy, his lashes long against the pale skin of his cheeks. You couldn't see his eyes, but in the background, two other kids played together. They were out of focus, not meant to be the focus of the shot. Staring at his shoes, also dirty and worn from use, Elena found her eyes welling up unexpectedly."Goodness, that's a bit depressing, isn't it?" a deep voice came from next to her.Elena glanced over her shoulder. Grayson Kendrick was staring at the photo, his head tilted to the side as he frowned at the image."I'm sorry I didn't mean to startle you," he told her. Elena shook her head, "Oh you didn't startle me, sir. It's fine," She clasped her hands in front of her body and returned her gaze to the photograph. "It's moving, I think." Grayson hummed, tucking his hands into his pockets. The disbelieving sound made her smile. "You disagr
If Chandler was a hunter, pulling back on his bow, then Elena was the deer about to bolt into the safety of the trees.Before she could move a single muscle to do exactly that, "Do what?" he asked with a frown. Elena grinned because she clearly thought he was an idiot, Chandler thought. "Mark your territory," she replied, "Or whatever the fuck it's called when you men do things like this. It's not necessary, besides, he's your dad," He tucked his hands into his pants pockets. Maybe it would make him appear non-threatening or some bullshit. "I know that… Which is why I don't want you getting close to him…. Before he finds a way to…. I don't know… Turn you against me, I guess," She blinked rapidly, "That's not possible," she answered slowly.Under the lights of the hallway, her hair gleamed. Her cheeks were pink, and she needed to touch up her lipstick, but damn if he didn't want to mess it up just a little bit more. "What'd you two talk about, love?"Vaguely, Elena gestured to the
She nodded slowly, tilting her head ever-so-slightly as she studied him. "Okay. Maybe I will," she said, He pointed a finger at her. "Nope. We're not going back to that topic. None of that. No psychoanalyzing. I don't care how beautiful you look. That's not allowed."Elena smiled slowly. "You were the one who brought it up again," "Stop it."The smile spread even further, wide enough that her white, even teeth showed behind her pink lips. Clearly she was really enjoying teasing him. He huffed. "Let's go inside, okay?""Okay."Her agreement was too quiet, too pleased with herself, and that made him swear. "Be careful while you move. Some of those flowers have thorns?"Elena's eyes glowed. "Thank you for caring. That's incredibly...sweet ... of you.""Fine. You know what? Do whatever you want. Get scratched by one of them, see if I care." He leaned toward her, "And don't come to me for help when you get bruised because you didn't take me up on my practical, logical suggestion to stay
Chandler ran the edge of his nose along hers, and she tried not to whimper pitifully that they weren't kissing because why, why weren't they kissing? She wanted this feeling to last forever. It was the closest she'd ever come to skydiving, to bungee jumping, free-falling through the air, and her blood sang violently in her veins at how heady it all was.He went back in with a growl, tilting his head so he could sweep his tongue against hers. They were wound so tightly around each other; her leg curled around him when he used his hand, gripping possessively around her thigh to hitch it higher. The way that he fit her hips to his, Elena broke away from the kiss with a gasp. Shooting, sparking little fires erupted when he rolled against her, pressing her back against the wall. It was wild and crazy because anyone could see them, and yet Elena had the indistinct, hazy thought that with one press of his hand, one movement of his body between her legs, she'd explode like a lit bomb.His mou
Elena's heart broke for him. No matter what else he'd revealed, what snippets of his past he'd given her , this was the first time she felt just how deeply he'd learned how to protect himself. Him pulling away was so much more about him than it was about her. "And do you normally give speeches like this to the women you kiss or sleep with?" She asked. But she asked it tentatively, with a gentle voice free of censure. "Make sure they won't regret a night with you?"Chandler swallowed hard. His eyes searched her face. "They know what they're getting into. They're not thinking past one night, trust me.""But you think I am?"The tip of his finger tilted her chin up, and his thumb brushed her bottom lip."I think you look at me differently than they do, Elena. You look at me differently than anyone does. And if you can't quiet those things holding you back, I don't want to be the man they all think I am. Not with you. The one who'll push where you let me, who'll convince you with my lips"
Elena did not look convinced, "You really think that?" she asked, "Because I feel very confused about what to do with him. My feelings are all over the place… My head tells me to do the safe thing and stay away from him…. But I feel like my body and heart says something else. I'd be very stupid to ignore what my head says, right?""Maybe. You'll never know… But if you don't try, you'll spend a lot of time wondering what could have been and in my opinion, that could be very annoying," "My sister doesn’t like him very much," Beth shrugged, "That's her business." She leaned closer, "But between the both of us, I don’t think Emily hates him as much as she'd like everyone to believe, but don't tell her I told you that because… you know your sister… And I like my head glued to my body," It was Elena's turn to laugh now, but there was sadness in her eyes again after a few seconds, "I feel like I've been avoiding talking to her about him. I miss talking to Emily about things like this,""T
"Can you guys not do this?" Elijah asked with a frown, "This is supposed to be a nice family dinner," "It's fine, Elijah. Don't we all know it, Laura," Chandler interjected. "Trust me, we all do…I'm sure Elijah does too because he practically hears it everyday." As he said it, clearly taunting her with his tone, he stretched his arm along the back of Elena's chair. His thumb dipped dangerously, and Elena felt it brush the edge of her spine. She held very, very still.Laura's eyes narrowed dangerously, so Elena cleared her throat. "He likes to mess with people too, I've noticed. Just ignore him."Chandler withdrew his hand with a low chuckle that made the hair lift on her arms. Normally, it was the kind of thing that would make her want to twist his balls up in a knot—but it was so obvious that he was baiting Laura, trying to garner any sort of reaction from this woman, even if it was her contempt. Contempt, when you've been ignored and overlooked, was a preferable alternative, someti
Elena nodded, "Yes, I am. And I'm not going to force you to like him or anything like that, but I just need you to be a supportive sister. I want you to have my back whether it works out or not, because that's what we've always done. Look out for each other." Emily nodded, "Fine," she said "Believe it or not, Sis, I am happy for you,"Elena smiled, "You are?" "Yeah I am. You seem so bubbly when you talk about him and I know what that feels like, but please, don't fall too hard just yet. Enjoy what you have with him, and see how serious he wants to get, okay?" "Okay. Thank you, Emily," "You're welcome. Now, how thrilled are you about going shopping with Laura Kendrick?" Elena narrowed her eyes and they exchanged looks, then they both burst into laughter. —-------------Shopping with Laura Kendrick didn't turn out to be so bad, but Elena knew it was also because she'd literally forced Beth and Emily to come with her. Charlotte was barely around except for the time they went dress