Deadly Storm

Chapter twenty seven

Blade's POV

Her eyes flickered shut, as I stood up and grabbed her. Carrying her to the kitchen the adults turned my way.

"I'm taking her to my room to sleep. Just to let you know."

"Alright, no funny business with my daughter. I'm keeping both eyes on you."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything, I swear."

He nodded when I left. Heading upstairs, I felt her arms circle my neck. I felt her nuzzle closer to my neck.

I blushed for the first time in years. I kind of enjoyed this.

I would be lying if I say I didn't have a little, tiny, itty bitty crush on her.

Okay fine, I have a massive crush on her and I can't help it. I've had it for a while now but no one knows. I'm a great actor.

I've always dreamed of having her in my arms and a few hours prior, my dream came true. Now I'm holding her for the second time.

Sarah slept soundlessly in my cold, hard arms. I didn't want this moment to end so I went slower. Corbin came out of His room gazing at me.

"What?"

"You got yourself a girlfriend." He wiggles his eye brows.

"Shut up."

"C'mon. I know you like her. I'm no idiot."

"I'm no idiot either, I don't like her."

"Then why are you carrying her? You could have left her on the couch?"

"You're smart for your age."

"So tell me, do you or do you not like her?"

"You caught me, I do. But you can't tell anyone, not even her. We're suppose to be enemies."

"You've got my word."

"Thank you. I mean it. You tell anyone about it, imma kill you."

"Okay, okay. I promise I won't say a word. Just so I don't die."

"Thank you. Now if you excuse me, I've got to take her to bed."

I left without him saying anything. I really don't want her to know I like her in a way. I just don't know if she likes me the same way.

I made it to my room. Sadly, this has to end. Sighing, I open my door as quietly and careful as I can. Stepping into my room, I lay her on the bed, carefully bringing the blanket up and over to her shoulders.

I watch her curl into the blanket bringing it closer to her. I know, I'm a creep. But she's so peaceful when she sleeps. So calm.

Gently placing my hand on her forehead, I rub my thumb in circles at her temple. Sarah curls further at my touch.

A smile crept on my face.

Sarah looks so adorable sleeping. I never thought I'd say that.

Leaving her in my warm, comfy bed, I head downstairs where the rest of them are.

"How's Sarah?" Her father asks.

"Sleeping peacefully only bed."

"Good."

I grab a bottle from the fridge, lean against the counter and listen to what's going on.

"So if there's war, we need to be prepared." One of the hunters said. An older looking guy that looks to be no older than mid fifties. His greying dry hair and his over weight.