[ As angry as she could look outwardly--angry, annoyed, frustrated, irritated--Shadow always saw more. Sure, she had grated his nerves at first meeting with how Jessica ordered him when needing his help. That annoyance was short lived. She defied his belief that New Yorkers were selfish and self absorbed.
She'd been in a state because there was a kid's life in jeopardy. It was a case she was paid for but there wasn't the slightest doubt in his mind (or heart) that she'd follow through without payment. From that moment, no matter what exterior she put up, he knew better.
There were glimpses of someone who tried keeping everyone at a distance but not because she wanted to shield herself. Shadow knew that before she ever uttered the words. He knew it better than he knew himself. It was a love his mother had without him knowing, only she kept him close and it was everyone else in the world she kept at a distance.
It hurt to think of the reasons why now as an adult, believing so long as a child that it'd been solely to travel the world. Their journey ended in New York City half his life ago. Oddly enough, his life started again in the city that he swore to write off. More than Jessica, he grew fond of others who seemed to gravitate to him too.
He needed to be careful. His father wasn't the thoughtful type in the least. Yet telling Jessica the truth hadn't isolated him. She supported him, asking questions about his safety. Shadow was ready to say things she couldn't yet hear but probably saw in his eyes. ]
Jessica. [ He uttered huskily when she gave him permission to say her name. The simple utterance of her name said with more warmth than anyone might think possible. It wasn't a surprise that she pulled him into a kiss than have to deal with Shadow looking at her as if she was the the only person on the planet who mattered at all.
Neither was it a surprise when he gave in and kissed her after saying her name. Shadow had all the patience while Jess was more shortfused. In fact, he was pretty sure his patience annoyed her at times. It didn't matter, he kissed her until there wasn't any taste but hers.
She could flip him with her strength; it wouldn't be the first or the last, but she seemed to tolerate his languid touch and kiss. He wanted to savor the moment and maybe have her forget the bad dream she'd had. His hips swayed and rocked to tease between their legs, a hand moving to her thighs one at a time and leaving them on the outside of his hips. ]
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She'd been in a state because there was a kid's life in jeopardy. It was a case she was paid for but there wasn't the slightest doubt in his mind (or heart) that she'd follow through without payment. From that moment, no matter what exterior she put up, he knew better.
There were glimpses of someone who tried keeping everyone at a distance but not because she wanted to shield herself. Shadow knew that before she ever uttered the words. He knew it better than he knew himself. It was a love his mother had without him knowing, only she kept him close and it was everyone else in the world she kept at a distance.
It hurt to think of the reasons why now as an adult, believing so long as a child that it'd been solely to travel the world. Their journey ended in New York City half his life ago. Oddly enough, his life started again in the city that he swore to write off. More than Jessica, he grew fond of others who seemed to gravitate to him too.
He needed to be careful. His father wasn't the thoughtful type in the least. Yet telling Jessica the truth hadn't isolated him. She supported him, asking questions about his safety. Shadow was ready to say things she couldn't yet hear but probably saw in his eyes. ]
Jessica. [ He uttered huskily when she gave him permission to say her name. The simple utterance of her name said with more warmth than anyone might think possible. It wasn't a surprise that she pulled him into a kiss than have to deal with Shadow looking at her as if she was the the only person on the planet who mattered at all.
Neither was it a surprise when he gave in and kissed her after saying her name. Shadow had all the patience while Jess was more shortfused. In fact, he was pretty sure his patience annoyed her at times. It didn't matter, he kissed her until there wasn't any taste but hers.
She could flip him with her strength; it wouldn't be the first or the last, but she seemed to tolerate his languid touch and kiss. He wanted to savor the moment and maybe have her forget the bad dream she'd had. His hips swayed and rocked to tease between their legs, a hand moving to her thighs one at a time and leaving them on the outside of his hips. ]