Fixated in Time

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Chapter 30 (v.1) - Confronting the 'Enemy'

Submitted: December 11, 2012

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Submitted: December 11, 2012




Jeremy’s familiar voice jolts me from my peaceful trance and I stick my head out from around the shower curtain. He’s standing just inside my bathroom door, his fingers fumbling around to try and find the switch for the vent.

“It’s the one farthest to the left,” I say.

Jeremy flips on the switch and the low hum of the vent rumbles through my bathroom.

“Why are you home so early?” Jeremy asks taking another step into the bathroom.

My eyes dance down his body. He’s wearing a fitted white t-shirt and swim trunks. His light skin has darkened and I’m mesmerized by his sun-kissed skin. His blonde hair shines against his blue eyes and I gulp down my desire for him.

I move back into the shower and turn the water to cold. Hopefully it will put a damper on my sexual needs for the time being. Just looking at Jeremy is making my stomach clench and my knees weaken. He lied to you, don’t forget that.

Oh right.

“I wasn’t feeling well,” I finally say.

“I’m sorry to hear that. Can I get you anything?”


When I don’t hear Jeremy leave the bathroom, I poke my head out again. He’s leaning against the marble tile of the sink, his legs crossed at the ankles and his arms crossed over his chest. He draws up one hand to mindlessly rub the back of his neck and continues to stare at the floor.

I clear my throat to get his attention and his eyes snap up to meet mine. His gaze smolders me and despite the cold water my body heats a degree. He’s just too beautiful for his own good. His long black eyelashes flutter up and down as he blinks back at me. I can see lust in his eyes and wonder where it’s coming from.

He takes a tentative step toward me and when I don’t move, he slowly peels off his shirt. Ropes of tanned, lean muscle stare back at me. His face shows no trace of a smile and when he takes another step closer to me, I see him harden from underneath his swim trunks. My lips part in wonder.

Oh God, oh God, oh God. What do I do?

Jeremy moves in so he’s only inches away from my face. His warm, minty breath tickles my skin and my eyes sag as if I’m being hypnotized. He reaches his hand into the shower and turns off the water, leaving me shivering and dripping wet. Without breaking my gaze he grabs my towel from the rack and holds it out to me. I clumsily wrap it around my body and then accept his extended hand in helping me out of the shower.

He slides one of his arms around my waist and pulls me in so his naked torso is rubbing against my fuzzy white towel. His other hand moves to my face, tracing my jaw and cheek bone with his fingertips. When he lightly treks over my lips my breath hitches inside my throat. My insides are turning warm with excitement but bright neon warning signs are shooting through my brain.

….What about Evan!?

Jeremy lied to you, remember…..

…’Stella, why are you doing this to me?’

If you kiss Jeremy, it’s over with Evan….

…If it’s over with Evan, Jeremy won’t stay with you anymore.

He’s seducing you so he can leave faster….

The last thought screams the loudest and my body tenses. Jeremy sees the change in my reaction and his hand falters.

“What are you trying to do here Jeremy?” I whisper.

Jeremy keeps me close to him and blushes deeply. “I think I’m trying to kiss you, Stella.”

“But why?”

When he sees the confusion the on my face his blush deepens. “I-I can’t really put it into words.”

I push him away from me and shake my head in frustration.

“You are trying to kiss me because that will effectively end Evan and me. That way you can march off to Heaven and go back to living your life instead of wasting your days with a demon. Am I right?”

Tears sting my eyes and start running down my cheeks. I don’t know why I feel so betrayed by Jeremy – by this angel that I’m supposed to hate. The feelings I have for him are becoming so strong it’s scaring me.

Jeremy tilts his head to the side and I see a spark of anger light his blue eyes. He grabs his shirt off the floor and throws it over his shoulder.

“Believe it or not, Stella, I don’t have some hidden agenda to trick you into stop seeing Evan. That is something a demon would do. There are no angles to our agreement and I am in no way trying to speed up the process.”

Jeremy looks away from me and his voice drops to a whisper. “If anything, I’m trying to slow it down.”

God he looks so good.

“Why did you lie to me about Grace?”

The question slips out of my mouth before I have time to stop it. Jeremy’s look of surprise gives me just a hint of satisfaction.

“I’m sorry I lied to you Stella. Because I’m part human now, I am capable of sin. Just like you. I didn’t lie to you to hurt you though. I promise.”

“Who did you go out with this weekend?”

Jeremy presses his lips together and shakes his head.

“I can’t tell you that.”


“I can’t tell you that either.”

I sigh in frustration and grab for another clean towel to start drying my hair.

“You can leave now,” I snap. “I need to finish drying off and I’d prefer it if you weren’t in here.”

When Jeremy gives no indication that he’ll move, I take a step towards him and reach for the door handle. He catches my wrist and pulls me into him. My towel falls and before I can catch it, his muscular torso presses up against my naked body. My heart hammers in my chest and my hands start trembling at my sides.

“Stella….,” Jeremy whispers, sending a shiver down my spine.

My eyes lock with his and this time when he brings his lips to mine… I don’t back away.

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