HiT 149: Anna Brookes First Chapter by Margaret McHeyzer

point in the direction of the hallway. I leave straight away and go to the bathroom. In the time I’m in the bathroom I regain my emotions before I go back out to Ben. Breathe Anna, Breathe in, Breathe out. Calming my body. Calming my mind. Ok I’m ready to return to him.
    I go into the kitchen and Ben is sitting at the same island that we were lying on, that island is going to make for one hot memory. He’s done his shirt up and is running his hand through his hair. He looks up to me through sad eyes. He doesn’t even try to get up and come to me. I lean on the wall at the back of the kitchen. I cross my feet at the ankles and put my arms behind my bottom. “Ben, why don’t we spend the next few days getting to know one another? It’s painfully obvious to me that we both want each other. I mean, all I can think about is ripping your fucking clothes off and have my tongue run all over your body” as well as the best possible way to kill you – I don’t say that out loud “I know you want me too, because you can’t stop touching me any way you can. Your eyes become loaded with lust and your breathing becomes laboured. So how about we just get to know each and we can see where this goes. It’s going to be more difficult for me though then what it is for you.” because I still have to find a way to kill you.
    “Not fucking likely. Not touching you is torture. When you left last night all I wanted to do was jump in my car and follow you home”, he takes a deep breath. I automatically think – stalker. I know he isn’t but I still think it. “Anna, I have to tell you, I think I may be falling for you”, wrong thing to say Ben .
    I let out a huge huff and roll my eyes. My jaw tightens and my body becomes rigid. I push away from the wall I’ve been leaning against and scratch my head. “WHAT THE FUCK BEN! Are you serious? Fuck me, if you’re going to become all emotional and act like a fucking school girl I’ll walk out this fucking door right now and you will never see me again, what the fuck is wrong with you. Why say shit like that. Have you learnt nothing about me? What the fuck...... FUCK” I am yelling at him. I walk out the front and slam the door. What the fuck is wrong with him. Like really? Who says shit like that? He’s 33 and he’s saying that crap. I need to calm down before I kill him. Even though I know I’m going to have to kill him sometime over the next 7 days before he returns to work from his vacation. Just not today. I’m standing out the front on the porch and I’m calming my body down after hearing his ridiculous statement when I hear the door open and Ben steps outside. He doesn’t come near me, does he sense that I’m pissed off? I think I made it clear enough. I can feel his eyes on me, taking me in.
    “I’m sorry Anna. I thought you felt the same way about me” Do I? No, I mean I don’t. He’s just a target. Hit 149. He’s got to be just a target. But....
    “Ben” I take a deep breath and come and stand directly in front of him but out of arms reach. “This is probably the most fucked up situation that I could ever be faced with. And let me tell you I’ve been in some hair raising situations,” I say as I purse my lips together and frown my eye brows whilst I shake my head. “Ben, you can’t want me like this. You need to detach your heart”. I’m hoping he kisses me because all I want right now is for him to wrap his arms around me and tell me everything will be fine. But I can’t have that because everything won’t be fine, until I kill him. I’m so torn.
    “Anna, I know you’re hiding something from me. You barely say anything, you’re always taking in your surroundings, you have this.... This... I don’t know almost like a mask that you slip on when something bothers you. You can be so closed off and cold” Fuck, he has just described me down to a tee. Does he know more about me than he’s letting on? Has he found something on a background check