Where you belong

Rescued By A Stranger

As Lily started to come to, she was surprised at how soft the ground felt and how warm it had become in the forest.

She opened her eyes and was shocked to see a ceiling above her, where she was expecting to see the sky. She glanced to her side and found she was in what appeared to be a bedroom. A very expensive and well decorated room, but clearly one that belonged to a male.

Started Lily tried to jump up, only to find as soon as she is up that the room starts to spin.

She grabs hold of the bed as a wave of nausea hits, and lets out a small groan.

Distracted by this, she does not hear the door open, and only realises she is no longer alone when she hears a voice.

“What are you doing up?!”

Lily jumps at the sudden noise, but then a warm tingling feeling fills her and a sense of calm washes over her.

She peers over and is met with the sight of a very tall man, with brown and gold tousled hair, eyes that look almost golden and a body that was clearly well looked after.

Lily lets out a small “Oh” before everything starts to spin again and she feels herself start to fall.

Within seconds she feels hands catch her, and is shocked to see his face so close to hers. (Especially considering he’d been stood at the other side of the large room only seconds ago!)

Where his hands are now touching her, Lily feels a sharp tingling feeling and a warm heat that begins to envelope her like a warm safety blanket.

Lily looks up into his face and is entranced by the intense gaze she has looking back at her.

The concern and worry she can see etched in every part of his face surprises her.

Trying to find her words, Lily mumbles some nonsense which causes the sides of his mouth to twitch in an almost smile.

“I’ll ask you again, what are you doing out of bed?!”

He lifts her up like she weighs absolutely nothing and gently places her back on the bed.

Lost for words Lily lays there staring at him, in an almost trance like state.

She gradually comes to her senses when she realises shes been staring all of this time.

A blush creeps up her cheeks, which makes a smile appear on his face.

“Wh, whe, where am I? What happened? Where’s Monty” “Who are you?” a mass of questions come spilling out of her mouth.

At this the attractive stranger sits on the edge of the bed, and looks intensely at her.

This action causes the blush to re-emerge on Lily’s cheeks.

As he starts to speak, she finds his voice soothing and it seems to reach every part of her soul. She becomes so entranced, by the sound of his voice and the way it was making her feel she hadnt actually heard anything he had said.

He stops speaking and looks at her, a small smile appearing on his face.

“As you appear to have been slightly distracted, I will say it again. I am Jake. You are currently in my house, and on my bed (at this comment Lily found herself blushing again) as for what happened; I was driving home and happened to see you fall off of that i***t horse. You knocked yourself out, and as there was no phone reception I brought you here until I could get help. As for the stupid animal, I sent somebody to get him but he has made his way back home himself”

At this point the man (now known as Jake) stopped speaking and looked at Lily with a knowing look.

She realised she’d been caught staring again at him, with her mind thinking all sorts of innappropriate thoughts.

Just having him so close to her, the tingling was getting worse. Her brain felt like it was in overload, and she could see his muscles move through his tight fitting jumper.

Just having him so close to her was causing a warmth to build up between her legs. Due to this the only word she could muster in response was an rather breathy “oh”

She could see his nostrils flaring and a knowing smile creep onto his face.

All of a sudden Lily felt clammy, and a sudden quiver in her stomach. “I think I’m going to be sick!!!”

Out of nowhere a bowl appeared in front of her, and she spent the next five minutes retching into it.

When the waves of sickness eased, Lily awkwardly looked up. Mortified that this absolutely gorgeous man had just watched her puking up into a bowl, and was watching her clammy, self right now.

Expecting to see a look of disgust on his face, all she saw was an extremely worried expression.

This did confuse her slightly considering he was, after all a stranger.

“Perhaps he does this for all damsels in distress” she muttered under her breath.

“No, I have to say this is definitely a first miss......?”

Startled that he heard her quiet mumbling she stutters on her name “er erm err Lily erm Blackwell...”

“Well, Miss erm Lily erm Blackwell” he says with a smirk “This is definitely a first for me!”

Lily feels a wave of claminess come over her again, and grabs for the bucket.

Looking up she she’s his smile and joking expression has gone and been replaced with a stern worried look.

He picks up his phone and walks off, leaving Lily to groan into the bucket.