She forced air into her lungs and held it before slowly letting go. After repeating the procedure a few more times, her racing heart began to slow down. Her lungs didn't feel as tight."That's right, baby girl. Breathe in and out. Good," Brandon spoke in her ear.She looked to Brandon with tired eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry." Brandon watched Beth's eyes close as she fell asleep. Sherlie and Brian who had been stood at her room's door watching the whole ordeal, followed Brandon after he partially left the door open and went to the living room.Unable to sit, Brandon began pacing the length of the living room."I have never seen Beth that scared before. Ever." As he ranted, he racked his brain. What could have possibly made her react like that? She had looked so scared and helpless. She was plain terrified. With a puzzled look on his face, Brian pulled out a dining chair and lowered onto it. Sherlie stood with her back against the wall, deep in thought."What happened before we came i

As she spoke, she made a conscious effort to move all around the room, touching things and letting things catch her attention. She hoped it would help shake off her arousal. She also hoped she would be turned around when he came out of the bathroom. She heaved out a sigh of relief when she heard the water stop hitting the floor, and the patter of feet that followed. Upon stepping out of the bathroom, Brandon smiled at the image she painted. His woman, in his space, curiously examining his things. Deciding to not interrupt her talking, he carried on into the closet. A few minutes later, he came out in a red t-shirt and black shorts. "Yup," he responded to a question she randomly asked. Beth turned when she heard him right behind her. She took in his fit. Better, but not much. Those shorts did nothing to disguise his toned thighs, and the shirt loosely hugged his torso. When he leaned towards her, familiarity made her wrap her arms around his neck. His palms took a hold of her thighs an

Gritting her teeth, she shut off the water and got out of the bathroom. Lola followed, licking up the water that trailed down her legs. She dressed up and sat on the floor with Lola, rubbing her fur and petting her, seeking a distraction. When her butt began to feel numb and she was tired of stewing in her gloomy mood, she got up and called to Lola. They both went to the door. Upon hearing her door's lock click, Brandon pushed against the wall he had been leaning against with his hands in his pockets and stood straight. She looked at him, mildly wondering at the amount of time he had stood there for. He took the scowl on her face, the slight dip of her brows and her slumped shoulders. All tell tail signs that she was not in a pleasant mood. As if called by the universe to prove his suspicion right, he saw the closed shut and icy look that suddenly entered her eyes. She tried for an erect position and breezed past him, saying,"Don't talk to me."Brandon let out a deep sigh. "Elizabeth

Beth strolled into the kitchen and blindly pressed her body into Brandon's, closing her eyes in exhaustion. Brandon who had been leaned against a counter eating an apple, wrapped an arm around her, hiding a smile behind his apple. "How's training with Frederico going?""I will get you back for this," she muttered tiredly. He threw his head back and laughed. It had been three weeks since Frederico had started teaching her self defense and in all that time, she had only been able to make him smile twice. Twice! Her body had hit the mat more times than she could count, and that was him being gentle. How about victory? Victory who? Victory had become a stranger to her. The closest she had come to flattening Frederico was by slapping his bum. When he'd frozen in shock, she sent her foot into the back of his knee and even then, he only fell to one knee! That was it. No victory whatsoever. Huffing, she pulled away and glared up at him. "You try going up against Frederico.""He has," Freder

After waking up as early as 6:24 a.m., Elizabeth got down to pray and proceeded to order herself a baby blue two piece and a swim truck for Brandon, one of a darker blue colour. Later that morning, as they ate breakfast, the door bell went off. After retrieving the package, she carried it into her room, excitedly calling out,"Brandon, what time are we leaving?""Uh... Around three. Why?""Come here, please." She dropped the package on her bed and promptly sat down to rip into it. "What's up?" She heard and turned. Seeing Brandon, she picked up the swim trunks and took them to him."Here," she said, feeling somewhat nervous. Brandon looked at her hand, took in the unsure look on her face, then looked back at her hand and smiled in amusement. "I ordered you something to swim in. I don't know if you'll like it, I just... You can switch it out with something else if you like." As he took it from her, her hand nervously flew up to scratch her temple. As he examined the trunks, she aske