Tarzan (Rated R)

Chapter 17 - Tied

Thump, thump, thump.

I hear the echo of my heart in my ear drums, the hammering within my chest has become too painful to withstand, softly blowing out a staggered breath I swallow thickly and close my eyes. Deep breaths, deep breaths, silently I recite the montage in my mind hoping it'll slow down the excessive beats. I can feel him staring at me, bad enough he is sitting right next to me, with the windows slightly rolled down on his side, the wind from the moving car hits his body bringing the scent of tropical coconuts to my nose, secretly I inhale a greedy amount of the essence that brough me down from my high, yet cringed considering it was the same essence I was smelling In my so called dream.

He is quick, I should have known that from when he was head to head with the mountain Lion that time ago, Rowans grandmother and Jim giggling at the front of the car makes me turn my head towards then from the window, Although the action is almost sickening watching one of his hand disappear somewhere on her legs as she giggles lowly occasionally taking peaks at us in the back, I still preferred to divert my eyes anywhere but my left side.

Still many unanswered questions, she fits right into society, she did explain how she has lived this life before so that takes care of that, Rowan however did not, why was he here now? It was like playing 21 questions when I was trying to persuade him to come with me, so clearly, he isn't here for me. I turn my head back to the window to hide the pain that's threatening to take over my expression. This would be the scene in my w*****d book that the female would go over a sad montage in her mind or a scene in one of those romance movies where a sad song plays and the main character looks out the window, with everything going downhill in my life it was only Rowan that pained me more.

Staring out the window I watched the patterns go by staring into nothing in particular, house, tree, grass and repeat. The weather portrays my emotions perfectly, though still ice cold out the sun has peeked thawing out the snow on the road smoothing out the surface. Usually I love when the road is smooth and clear, helps me with my main character montage, but mentally I am just not feeling it, Rounding the corner to the court house It finally hit me that Rowan will now know where I live, before I could roll my eyes I caught the sight of the news anchor van along with tons of people and reporters swarming the steps, my heart lunged to the scene, a lot of reporters mean something, they signify someone In power, and with the fresh story of Kevin being detained and his father on a hunt I don't even need to guess twice who will walk out of those large white doors.

Closing my eyes, I quickly turn away sinking deeper into my seat hoping it would absorb me within, though it hasn't been that long since Kevins detainment I just know the darkness spewing for revenge is deep. I'm not the one who kicked his ass, but I just know I am going to be involved with this somehow. This would have never happened hadn't it been for Cameron, In the end money was the answer to everything, as long as there is a price, there is a way.

I lost.

All this because of ... Justine, who is out right now with Her boyfriend while I will have to hide from the world for a while a lone, I felt defeated, how can I write a book when someone is writing my life? I can't even predict what the next chapter is going to be. Something tickles my ears and I felt something wet drop on my thigh, the water from my tears soaks into my jeans darkening the navy-blue material with the tiny wet stain. I was crying? I can't cry, at least I don't know how to cry softly they always turn into sobs, quickly I begin wiping my eyes hastily before they become uncontrollable, distracting my thoughts with the giggles of the elderly couple up front did nothing, I'm ready to fall apart.

Closing my eyes to wipe away another tear I felt it than, a warm Calloused hand gently wrapping around my shoulder bringing my closer to a warm heat, the only touch I have never coward away from, a hand gently cups my cheek holding partial of my head up, once more the essence of man and coconuts flows through my nostrils reducing the negativity as I let my body fall, slowly I open my eyes, already they land on the blue, I'm hypnotized.

That's right, he was staring at me this whole time, this entire time he had his eyes on me, always catching me when I fall, I wished he'd stop, the more he caught me, the deeper I want to fall, for him.

Scooting closer to my space I watch his every move, Slightly Furrowing his brows as he entered a calculated mindset, it's like he's going over something in his head.

"What's wr-" I try to manage out, but the words never left my throat all I can do is watch the scene unfold, Rowan leans my head into his chest, I thought my heart would explode. The music of his beating heart was the rhythm I needed to end the tears, Safety, lovingly and carefree are what I can describe right this moment, being engulfed in his essence. Like a baby he cradles his arms around my body, taking his time as he runs his fingers through my hair, what was I crying about again? all I can remember now is this feeling this feeling, the now, the deal was sealed once he placed a kiss on my forehead, the moistness of the soft lips that touched my skin gave me a reaction I should have known would happen, that's when I realized just how hot my skin.

The proximity is too much, I feel just how well defined he is, firm pure muscles, the hard chest and torso, and ... his scent, it was intoxicating, my mind was sent a frenzy, I'm getting greedy, can he sense it? the way the fire is burning in my body? the way his fingers tickles my body on my waist tell me so as his arms hook tighter on my body, he can.

Now isn't the time, especially in front of his grandma. Inconspicuously I try to pull away from the embrace whimpering from the missing touch. He wasn't having it, within a second, he scooted closer to me hooking his palm under my ass bringing me back, this time my breast smush on his chest with me practically sitting on him, I was ready to collapse form tachycardia.

"Rowan", I whisper.

"Jane" he whispers back dipping his head into my ear, I swallow the moan, but whimper feeling his tongue meet my neck closing my eyes to the feel.

"You guys' alriot back derr?" Irish voice fills the atmosphere and I quickly push Rowan away, or at least tried, his body didn't budge what's so ever not even the slightest.

"Rowan," his grandmother snapped widening her eyes turning around when we didn't answer.

With gentleness I'm placed back on my seat, arm still wrapped securely around my body, I'm safe, for now.

Updating anything in my book is out of question Mentally I am exhausted and physically my face is ready melt off, I'm not supposed to be exposed to any heat and yet there I was, near the source.

Finally we round to my house and I'm hit with a sudden Paranoia, If what I was thinking is true about Kevin being released, in no way would he waste a second in coming to my home, with Justine out for the night, I'm sure Philip and Cameron made sure to tattoo my home address somewhere on his body, All these thoughts race wild but I couldn't help it I can just feel the blood thirsty rage from where he is, Justine being gone for the time being doesn't help ease my fear, the closer we got the more fear I was struck with, I didn't notice I was trembling until I felt a slight squeeze from Rowan.

Just Like that my trembling was gone.

"Here yuh go darrrlin" Jim speaks setting my bag on my kitchen table.

"Sweetheart here is my number, please call me anytime" rowans grandmother includes.

I look around my surroundings, nothing seems to be out of place, but then again, I was only gone for 17 hours. It felt like I was gone from home for an eternity, I couldn't believe I was just here hours prior getting my makeup done just to go straight to hell. Though I loved being alone, the fact they were all standing in my living room helped ease my fear a bit, until they started walking towards the door.

"Bagsa", she looks beyond me, and I caught a fright turning around to Rowan towering over me, when and how does he appear like that? He really is quick, he stares at me for a little more time before kissing my forehead and gently walking around me, Jim and the grandmother held hands as they start walking towards the door with Rowan following behind, by that point I wasn't sure if it was fear driven or lust, I flung towards Rowan latching onto his arm.

I could feel the room stare at me, I held on for dear life with no plans of never letting go.

Pulling me closer to him I hear him mutter something in his native tongue, sounded like a demand, seconds later the grandmother responds countering his words, yet Rowan didn't back down as he held me tighter. Defeatedly, I watch her face relax still skeptical about whatever they just said, she looks at me and for some reason I get a sense of guilt.

"We can come back and get him" Jim says, breaking the ice in the atmosphere.

"He doesn't want to go at all" she responded "he doesn't want to leave her alone."

Wh-what?

"He says he will camp out in front her door or outside until she needs him, he won't repeat the same mistake last ti-" she paused looking at me and quickly clear her throat.

"But there are only laydees herr, aye?"

"Exactly the other girl will be coming soon an-"

"No, she's out for the week". Did I seriously just blurt that? "She texted me during the car ride, R-ro- Rowan can stay here for the time being, I'm really scared to be alone" Am I still talking?

"Then go to your mothers sweety I-"

"We don't get along."

Is she upset she isn't getting her way?

"Sweetheart listen I -"

"Bagsa". A Velvet rumble fell upon the room, the vibration shook me from my head down to my core, oh my, her words were cut short, I watch both their eyes dart to the source, I join in looking up to the Greek man, honey blonde curls tied high behind his head, though his face was emotionless and stoic, the look in the cerulean blue turns murky dark reminding me why I was afraid of the ocean, Rowan was scary, when she says that word he moves away from me and leaves, now he's saying the same, he is telling her to leave.

He is doing that for me? reason number 29 why I feel myself falling for him.

From the look in His eyes, she peruses no further, "Take care of him please" She speaks softly, with those words she disappears behind the door, Jim shrugs and waved goodbye before closing it behind him. In a second Rowan hooks his hand under my knee bridal style, he placed me on the couch and removed my shoes.

"Saki?" He spoke.

What?

I furrow my brows looking at him, sandy?

"Saki,"

Salty?

"Sa-ki" he comes in closer to me and I swallow thickly.

"Saki?" I watch him smile at my proper saying of the word, I couldn't help but smile back, those pearly white teeth from his genuine smile made me feel as though it was a Pat on the back. Saying it right was one thing but what the hell did it mean.

I repeat the word not hiding my confusion, in return he gestures a drinking signal, water?

"Ah, water." Saki meant water, I thought the German word for water was - Wasser, oh right, he's speaking original native whatever it was. Turning towards the fridge I try to rise up when he gently placed a hand on my lap, that hand was made out of Iron, it felt like all my strength was stripped away.

He didn't try anything through the night, I watched as he massaged my feet, gave me water even went as far as making my bed for me, I had to step away when he kept stealing glances at me, he looked so appetizing at the moment, but I could not ruin it.

Safety, that's all I can feel, safety, not once did Fear struck me throughout the night. I watched his beautiful back side as he arranged my shoes in front of the door, he then suddenly stood up fast and I was hit with backhand slap of guilt, his stance was different, though he showed no emotion or any winces he limped slightly, adding more pressure to his other leg.

The Knife wound.

He was hurt because of me, he took care of me this entire time when he himself needed tending, another wave a fear flushed through me - if anyone were to ever question that injury, they'll know who handed Kevin his ass that night-, as much as I tried to reach him, he easily overpowered me, and I was sat right back down.

I wanted to cry, for the second time he sustained an injury because I can't grow a backbone, I can't let him get out like this being seen limping just after that story, selfishly I don't want him to go ever.

It was like having a husband, but everything up must come down, he sits next to me and for once I took a bold move -- with his back leaning against the couch -- I scooted closer to him my thigh touches his, placing his arm around my body, even from here I can see the massive bulge twitch to my contact I leaned my head against his chest inhaling a sickly amount of his essence once more.

Through my sleepy gaze my ears caught the sound his voice once more and I swore it was just my imagination

"I'm here Jane".