It’s time for the date and I’m not surprised that I’m looking forward to it. It’s even more surprising that he got as close to his version of asking as he could get. From the moment he disappeared, I haven't seen or heard from him. Twenty-four hours without Iam feels like torture now. I don’t know if he’s growing on me or if I’ve just accepted my fate. He’s not going anywhere. My hormones are out of whack due to creating a being destined to be more powerful than I am. I want sex. I want it now but can’t get it. Iam is being stingy and I can’t get it from another man.
“You could try to fuck another man, but he’d die a terrible death. You would too after you have our child and I’ll try again with your next reincarnation,” he informs me after appearing out of nowhere.
I jump from surprise. “Will you stop doing that! And threatening me before a date is not the best way to get me to fall in love with you, sir.”
He’s dressed far more casually than I am in khaki shorts and a navy t-shirt, but he looks damn sexy and dangerous. Grabbing me, he pulls me close and steals a kiss worthy of making me forget his words. Pulling away, he picks up the subject.
“How many times do I have to warn you about being man crazy?”
“I’m not man crazy. I’m horny and you’re not sharing.” I pout but I know it doesn’t affect him. In fact, it just amuses him further.
“I told you why and it’s not a threat, it’s a review of the consequences of offering my pussy to someone else.” His green eyes rake over my body as he licks his lips. “You look edible by the way.”
Spinning me, he pulls my back against his chest and leans to kiss me behind my ear. I shudder at the sensation but refuse to get sucked in again. Not this time. I know he’s not going to give me what I want.
“My, my, my. You are a horny little thing, aren’t you?” he teases.
“Stop reading my thoughts, Iam. That’s rude.”
His sexy chuckle vibrating on my back makes me squirm because I’m instantly wet. His hands cover my eyes and cast me into darkness.
“First of all, you can’t tell me what to do. Not only will I read your mind when I want, I’ll add erotic imagery to keep you horny without doing a damn thing about it.” Flashes of a vision of him eating my pussy plays in my head and makes me moan.
“You’re evil,” I whine although I’d let him take me right now.
“And you love it. Ready?”
He doesn’t wait for an answer and I feel the wind on me and hear leaves rustling in the background. I’m barefoot but my feet are on plush ground. When he removes his hand, I find the same scene from when I woke up. Except the sun is setting.
“It’s beautiful,” I whisper. “Is this another illusion?”
“No. You’re here for real,” he promises.
I can tell. The scents are authentic, and I feel things I didn’t feel the first time. He grabs my hand and leads me to the spot where I “woke up” A small table and a pile of pillows are in the space. On the table I see what I recognize as my favorite foods.
“How did you know?” I ask stupidly.
Iam smirks at me but answers anyway. “Well, since I spent so much time in your head. I looked around. The person you were a few months ago before you woke up loved these items. They agreed with her taste buds.”
I nod somewhat sad about the disjointedness between my consciousness and the body I now occupy. I wonder if I would have liked her.
“You would have,” he assures me. “Usually the spirit has to agree with the host for a seamless transition. Only fucked up karma would land you in an unagreeable host.”
“It’s weird to hear you tell me these things so matter-of-factly,” I confess as I reach for the shrimp pad thai. I’m starving.
He shrugs and begins eating, “It is the way it is unfortunately.”
We sit for a moment eating in silence as I wonder about some things. It’s amazing how I know some things because of her but don’t have her actual memories. I drop a piece of food on my leg and it forces me to pay attention to myself.”
“Iam?”
“Yes?”
“Why am I in a thong bikini?”
He smiles while his eyes drop to my barely covered breasts. “Entertainment for me. And you are in paradise. In fact…”
He waves his hand and the table disappears but I’m full. We’re left on a bed of pillows with nothing between us. Literally.
