Author: Beacchbum PM
"Please don't kill me," I cried. There were tears now streaming down my face as I begged for mercy. It was probably the first time I had cried in years. "I'm not gonna kill you," he replied. "I don't wanna die," I whispered. "You're not gonna die," he promised.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Mystery - Chapters: 12 - Words: 8,190 - Reviews: 12 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 12-26-12 - Published: 08-31-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3054730
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"His name is Jerome Miller," she explained. "He's a sophomore at Penn State University. He's majoring in mechanical engineering, along with his younger brother Connor and his dream job is to take over the family business."
"You got all that off his Facebook page?" I asked.
"Well we're kinda . . ." she started.
"You're kinda what?" I demanded.
"Dating," she muttered.
"You're dating this douche bag?" I growled.
"I'm only doing this for you, so I can get information and save your ass," she snapped. Leah was right. She was risking her life for me. She was spending her free time tracking down criminals, instead of going out partying with her friends on a Friday night. I owed her more than my life.
"I'm sorry," I apologized. "I just don't like the fact that you're out there hooking up with some guy when we haven't even gone out on our first date yet."
"Well lucky for you, I have just what we need," I watched as she walked over towards me until she was only inches away from my face. "Close your eyes." she whispered in my ear. I closed them and listened intently as she scurried around the cell in her three inched wedges. "Okay, you can open them."
I opened my eyes and stared in amazement at Leah's transformation. The lights were dimmed and there was a picnic laid out filled with a variety of finger foods and a pitcher of freshly, squeezed lemonade. "This is . . . . amazing." I grinned.
"Its not much, but-" she started, but I cut her off.
"It's perfect," I finished. I watched as she struck a match and lit a candle to give us more light. She took a seat on the ground next to the cell and I did the same. We ate, we talked, but mostly we laughed. It was the best date I've ever been on and I knew eventually that it would all have to come to an end.
"Can I ask you a question?" I asked.
"Of course you can," she replied.
"Did you and Jerome . . . you know?" I asked.
"No. Of course not," she answered.
"I don't want to loose you," I murmured. I looked into her mesmerizing, blue eyes and smelled her cool breath in my face. It was sweet, delicious and made my mouth water; unlike anything else.
"I'm not going anywhere," she whispered.