Release date: 8/22/13
If you had the ability to heal with just one touch, the ability to take other’s pain by making it your own, would you do it?The gratifying feeling she gets from helping others intoxicates Ally. The glowing feeling within constantly simmers, incessant on bursting free. Ally was born to do this, but how much more abuse can her body take?Theo finds himself getting close to the girl that continues to inflict pain on herself. When he discovers her secret, his overwhelming concern drives him to do everything in his power to prevent Ally from getting hurt, no matter how good her intentions are. Theo also has secrets and will take any measure to keep them hidden from the girl he is falling in love with. He knows better than to let her get too close. She can never find out the information he conceals because she cannot help him anyway.Devastating circumstances, helpless love…where there's a will, is there really a way?
Like every other day this week, I sit in the shadows of the oak trees, drinking up the site of ‘Mr. Hottie’ kicking around the footy. He is the same guy I lost my sanity over the first day I came to this beautiful park. Even though he is here every day, he doesn’t notice me. Each day I get a little more confident, inching closer toward where the shadows end and the sun bathes the open fields. I haven’t quite made it into the light yet though.
His muscles flex as he runs and the glistening sweat on his skin lures me in. My body moves of its own accord, slanting in his direction. I imagine his smell, all manly and salty from the sweat, and daydream of licking the trails of it down his body with my tongue. I breathe in deeply, but I am not near enough; all I smell is the freshly cut grass of the fields.
I find myself standing up, and as I step out into the light, it jars me out of my trance. It’s too late to turn back and hide as my shadow crosses his line of vision and I find myself rooted to the spot. I am so close I could reach out and touch him.
My heart rate spikes as he turns around. It feels like my tongue is thick and swelling, filling my whole mouth. I know I should stop staring and look away, but I can’t. He is gorgeous.
My eyes lock with his. They are stunning, green and sparkling like wet grass after a rain shower with the sun gleaming off it. He holds my gaze and it is as though he is looking right into my soul. His jaw drops in disbelief and I feel panic bubble up inside me. Does he somehow know my secret? No, impossible. I break the connection and shake away the thought.
My mouth is hanging open in disbelief. I have just turned around to find the most stunning woman I have ever seen. Is she real? Stepping closer, I can’t help but blurt, "You are the most exquisite angel I have ever seen." I am completely awestruck by her beauty. Chocolate coloured locks flow around her face. Thick dark lashes frame her eyes, which are the deepest blue I have ever seen and when she smiles they are utterly dazzling. Her lips are full and she is biting on the bottom one, sucking it in to her mouth and it is driving me just a tad crazy. She looks ethereal. There’s a mysterious electricity crackling in the air between us. My breath stills as I wait for her reply and continue to take her in.
She flushes a light shade of pink then softly replies, “Thank you. My name is Ally." Her majestic voice floors me. She sounds like an angel. A faint vanilla fragrance fills my nose and I feel a little dizzy. Maybe I over did the whole exercise thing today?
Have I died and gone to heaven without even knowing it happened? Did something just transpire back there on that field? I start to turn around to see if I have left my body behind, when my brother, Alex swiftly throws the football at my head and knocks some sense into me in the process.
What the f**k was that? I just turned into a bloody puddle of mush. I know after what I have been through I am more emotional than most guys but come on, that was messed up.
I risk glancing back up at her. S**t, I’m screwed. This chick has some kind of strange hold on me. Just standing there like an idiot proves to be about the only thing I can do.
“Hey! I’m Alex, and this smooth talker here is my brother, Theo.” Alex winks, and then extends his hand out, offering to shake hers. He has a way of putting any situation back at ease. She looks dubiously at his outstretched hand, decides to ignore it and shyly answers, “Hi I’m Ally. I’m sorry to get in the way of your football game. I was just leaving.” She looks past us into the distance and finishes by saying, “Enjoy the rest of your game.” Then she steps around me and hurries off.
I spin around, gaping after her as she walks away. She stops at a young boy crying by the play structure. I didn’t notice him at first as all my attention stayed focused solely on her. Crouching down, she places her hand on his knee and relays what I can only assume are soothing words because his tears dry up. I wonder where the boy’s mother is.
Jogging over to give Ally some assistance, I spot blood dripping from a deep cut on her knee. “Oh my gosh, your knee’s bleeding. Are you ok?”
She seems startled by my presence. The young boy is looking back and forth between the two of us, his mouth wide open. Ally seems to have the same effect on him that she did on me; maybe he thinks she is an angel too
My eyes rest on Ally again and I pass her a menu. “Are you a coffee or tea kind of girl?” She peruses the menu while chewing on her bottom lip. I fixate on the motion, thinking I would like to drink her instead.
“A sweet tooth kind of girl. A hot chocolate with marshmallows and cake kind of girl.” My mind constantly conjures more sinister thoughts around this ravishing beauty and before I can stop myself, the words just seem to fall out of my mouth. “I can be really sweet.” Then I wink. I actually f**king wink. Why does she inspire such corny thoughts to escape my brain and leave via my big stupid mouth?
“I’ll just go place our order; be right back.” I dash off towards the counter before I can see her reaction to my verbal diarrhea. In the queue, I give myself a pep talk. Be smooth Theo; be smooth. By the time I place our order, I feel as if I have my act together and head back to the table.
When I return, Ally places her hands on top of mine on the table and relieves the tension in the air by getting rid of the elephant in the room. “That was really SWEET of you to take care of our orders.” She emphasizes the word ‘sweet’ and winks back at me. Wow, that was seriously hot!
I feel instantly relieved that she isn’t offended and a little turned by her cheeky retort. I grin and shrug my shoulders as if to say ‘hey, can you blame me? You are smoking hot and I’m unable to think clearly when you’re around.’
Jessica Louise is a hopeless romantic and the epitome of a girly girl.
She thinks pink is the new black and that hair crimpers never went out of fashion.
In her spare time she enjoys the simple things in life like the smell of the air before the rain or a swim at the beach on a hot summer’s day.
She is an avid reader and an aspiring writer, who believes whole heartedly in the old English proverb; the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
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