Those Violet Eyes

The next day

"Eva what time did you get home? Do you want something to........Oh!!" Aunt Lily's sweet voice wakes me as she opens my door and comes into my room.  

Still, half asleep so I don't even register what could have shocked her, until I feel the weight of a large arm draped across my chest, only then do I remember that I am not alone in my bed. I looked up in shock at my Aunt then down at Arwen sleeping peacefully next to me. I open my mouth to say something but my words get stuck. I sit there looking like a goldfish opening and closing my mouth, trying so hard to find words, but nothing comes out. 

"I'm so sorry love I'll come back, I should have knocked" It's the first time I think I've ever heard my Aunt sound this uncomfortable and I don't blame her, I am feeling the same way right now. She quickly shuts the door. I flop back onto my pillow and look over at the man beside me. I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding. He truly is beautiful, his hair once looked black but in the light, it's more dark forest green. He has long, thick black eyelashes that are resting on his cheek, hiding these amazing eye. His skin is a creamy white, with an almost pearlescent glow. Strong well-built muscles and the softest lips I have ever felt. I can't help but admire him while he sleeps so peacefully, laying on his stomach with his face in my direction. I move slightly to look at him better when a dull ache runs through my body and I remember everything we did last night. I feel my face heating up as all the memory come flooding back. He must have felt me move because the arm across my chest started to pull me into him as he starts to stir. His eyes blink open and a smile comes across his once sleeping face. 

"Good Morning beautiful" his voice is still very slurred from sleep as he pulls me in to kiss me. My lips are still tender from the night before, yet I could never pull away from him. 

"Good Morning" I manage between soft kisses. 

We stay wrapped up in each other for a while, not wanting to move and let any space in between our bodies. Arms and legs tangled together. I could stay right here like this forever, although it's right at this moment my bladder decides it's time to get up, I try to ignore it but the ache starts to build. With a groan, I start to untangle myself from the beautiful man beside me. Kissing him gently I whisper  

"I have to get up, I'm so sorry" 

"Don't be sorry, I'll just come with you" He stated, running his nose along my cheek. My eyes almost pop out of my head. There's no way I want him coming into the bathroom and watching me go toilet. I start to babble trying to find the words to say. He laughs and kisses the tip of my nose. 

"I'll give you a head start, but then I'm coming in after you," he tells me softly against my lips. My body starts to warm again at just the thought of us naked in my bathroom. 

"give me two minutes" I hold up two fingers  

"one" he folds one of my fingers down and kisses the other. As we start to untangle our bodies, I feel a loss as I move away from his touch. Nevertheless, I slowly slid myself out of the bed. Trying really hard to look graceful and confidant. I feel his eyes on every part of my body as I walk completely naked across the room. I don't even do that when I'm alone, now having him look at me sends sparks through my soul. As I get to the door to the bathroom I look back at the bed. Arwen has propped himself up on the pillows with his hands be hide his head, the sheet has slipped very low and is barely covering his manhood. My breath catches at the sight of him, and he notices and grins that devilish grin.  

"You now have twenty seconds" He stats ever so confidently giving me a wink. 

I actually squeak as I quickly duck into the bathroom and close the door. I run to the toilet to relieve myself as fast as I can. There's no way I want him to see me like that. I finish, flush and quickly head to the sink to wash my hands, I've just soaped up my hands when the door opens and I feel the warmth from his body behind me. I try to concentrate on the very simple task of washing my hands. However, it becomes almost impossible knowing he is behind me. I feel my muscles relax as he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me back into him. I look up into the mirror to find those violet eyes looking back at me, and my heart actually skips a beat. He leans into my neck, placing feather-light kisses along my neck, I tilt my head to give him more room and he growls just a little. My stomach does a summersault at this small sound and I start to come apart all over again. 

"Come" Just that one word whispered into my ear was like magic flooding through me. I would follow this man anywhere. He turns me towards the shower, I turn it on to warm as we step in. The water feels wonderful running down my body, easing the aches in my muscles and warming me to my core. When Arwen picks up a bar of soap and starts to wash my back. There is nothing s****l about what he is doing, but something that feels tender and caring. He works the soap all over me, I can't help but close my eyes at the peaceful feeling it is giving me. I feel his lips on mine and open my eyes, not wanting the feeling to be over. He hands me the soap and it dawns on me that it is now my turn to wash him, every inch of him. I look at the soap in my hand again then back at him. How on earth did I get so lucky. This must be a dream. I set to work washing him, slowly taking him all in. As I wash over his tattoos I can't help but kiss each one as the water washes away the bubbles. I feel him draw in a breath each time, there is something intoxicating about hearing him being affected by my touch, I keep going feeling something growing between us. I look up and I'm meet with flashing purple eyes, they are darker than before, seeing them like this makes my body tingle all over. He lifts my chin and crashes his mouth into mine. I don't think we are going to be getting clean anymore. 

Finally out of the shower and dressed, Arwen and I make our way downstairs. I can hear Aunt Lily in the kitchen fluffing, the kitchen is her happy place. Making loaves of bread and Jams, she is always making something even if no one is hungry. I stop just before the door to the kitchen and take a deep breath. I can feel Arwen behind me, he places his hand at the centre of my lower back and a feeling of peace flows over me, and I step into the kitchen. 

"Good Morning Aunty" Trying to sound more confident than I felt. She looked up from the bench and gave me a big smile. 

"It's more like good afternoon love" Aunt Lily corrected me with a hint of humour in her voice. It was now she looked up over my shoulder at Arwen standing behind me. Something flashed across her face, almost like fear, but she shook her head and looked back at me with a smile. I almost question if I had actually seen it.

"So may I ask who our new friend is?" The grin back on her face. I looked up at Arwen, who just smiled at me then looked at Aunt Lily 

"My name is Arwen, it is an honour to meet you?" Holding out his hand for my Aunt. There was that look again that flashed so quickly across Aunt Lily's face. Was I going mad?

"Arwen, that is a beautiful name. I haven't heard it used for a very long time and defiantly not from around here" She said as she took his hand, he turned it and kissed the back of it before giving her the sweetest smile. 

"It's a family name, and no I'm not from around here" My heart sunk as he confirmed this, how did I not know this?  does this mean he'll be leaving?  It hurt just to think about it. Aunt Lily nodded at his answer and looked back down at what she was doing. 

"You two must be starving, I'll make you something" She seemed to have recovered from whatever was bothering her. 

"Yes please Aunty, thank you" I kissed her on the cheek and pulled out a breakfast stool for Arwen and me. We chatted about what happened last night at the club and about what the girls got up to. Aunt Lily laughed hearing about Lexie throwing her boots at Lee. 

"Oh that Lexie, she does love that brother of hers. Even if she tries to hide it" I totally agreed with her. There were times when I wished I had had a twin, but then my heart breaks when I think of my mother and Aunt Lily. It must be so hard for her, losing her twin. She hardly talks about my parents, it breaks her. I was just a newborn when my parents died. I'm still not even sure what happened to them, but I know it was tragic. I see the pain in Aunt Lily's eyes whenever I try to ask her about them, so I always drop it and change the subject. 

We are finished eating our blueberry and honey pancakes and start helping to clean up when the doorbell goes off. 

"I'll go get it," Aunt Lily tells us as she rounds the bench. 

Arwen lifts his hands out of the sunk full of hot bubbly water, and puts some on my nose, I giggle like a toddler and try to brush his hand away as he comes back with more bubbles. It's such a sweet moment, I can picture in my mind us doing dishes together with children running around under our feet. I get lost in this daydream for a second, the beauty of it. When Aunt Lily comes back into the kitchen with a very worried look on her face. She looks at us both for a moment, with a look of regret almost before looking at Arwen. 

"It's for you" Is all she says before heading back out of the kitchen. 

I look up at Arwen, his face has gone white. My heart stops for a second. How does anyone know where he is? How do they know where I live? 

"I'm sorry I have to go" he dries his hand before he takes my face between them. He closes his eyes and kisses me softly. 

"I wish we had more time" he whispers against my lips and my heart breaks 

"I'm not going to see you again, am I?" It hurts to get the words out. I don't want them to be true. I am dying for him to say I'm crazy and he's not going anywhere, though I know that’s not going to happen. He rests his forehead on mine. 

"I'm so sorry" We stay like this few a few seconds before he kisses me again. Then turns and walks away. I don't follow him, I can't. I can't watch him leave. I feel a tear run down my cheek. It is the first of many more to come, as my heart starts to break into a million piece and I feel cold and lost all of a sudden. 

"Everly?" I look up to see my Aunt standing in the doorway. 

"He's really gone?" I don't want to believe it but ask anyway. 

"Yes, dear. He's really gone" Taking me into her arms and hugging me tight as I start to sob.