Turning the sticky note over in my hand I saw that a shiny new key had been taped to the back. Pulling it off I used it to open my brand new door.
Just as I was about to go inside the hair stood up on the back on my neck. I saw a large shadow spread over my door, and a shadow that large usually came with someone that was now becoming a royal pain in my ass.
Spinning around ready to give him the piece of my mind that was left over from the diner I was stopped in my tracks by someone that most certainly was not Roman.
Coming face to face with the blocker of my garden path, I looked up at him with confusion etched on my face "Erm Hello?" I said. This got a smile from him, and my god was he hot. But not in a handsome way, more in a boy next door kind of way. He had blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, with a little stubble sprinkled across his impressive jaw line. He was wearing a white cotton shirt and a dark pair of ripped jeans paired with a pair of scuffed trainers. The boyish grin was still plastered on his face, I couldn't help but compare him to the previously mentioned pain in the ass.
Roman was a bit bigger than this man, a lot more muscly but they shared the same deadliness behind their eyes, even though this guys looked a lot friendlier than Romans ever had. "Hi there missy, my names Chaz." he said offering me another smile. "Well Chaz, do you want to explain to me why you're standing in my garden?" I realised I sounded rude and very un-Emma like, but to be fair I'd had enough of men for one year.
"Well I saw you stomping your way down the street like a toddler having a tantrum and well what kind of man would I be if I didn't check on you" he said with mock concern on his face. This got a smile out of me "Well thank you for your concern Chaz but I'm fine, I just want to get in my house and put these bags down" I said impatiently, because my arms really were staring to ache.
"That's fine, but just before you go" he said reaching over and plucking the sticky note out of my hand and glancing over it. Flipping it over he produced a pen from his back pocket and scribbled something on the back then slid it into one of my many bags. "Goodbye Miss, I really hope you use that" he winked at me and took off down my path.
Finally in my kitchen I laid all my bags down on the kitchen counter, my arms sighed in relief as the blood started to return to them. Saying hello to Pepper I tried to keep my mind from wandering to the sticky note in my bag. I really should just dig it out and throw it in the bin because I really did not need the drama, but for some reason that's not what I did.
Digging it out of the bag Chaz had throw it in to I turned it over from Romans note, one the back scribbled in very messy handwriting was a phone number with his name above it. Rolling my eyes I threw it on the table and took my bags up to my bedroom.
Finding places for my newly bought things was a lot more difficult than I thought, you never really realise how much stuff you own until you're trying to add more stuff. Sitting down on my bed I was ready for things to get back to normal, grabbing my washing basket with my blood stained dressing gown and work clothes inside I dragged it downstairs to my kitchen to start my laundry.
Adding the clothes in to the machine I was just about to start adding the fabric softener and powder when there was an almighty bang from my front door "Oh god not again" I winced. Scrambling over to the front door in an effort to stop it ending up like my last one, I pulled it open to a very very angry Roman.
"Roman what the hell are you doing?!" I spat. "Who has been here Emma!" he fumed. He was actually starting to frighten me, I stepped back as if I could distance myself from the fury radiating off his body.
Roman seemed to see that as an invitation and barged past me in to the kitchen. "Woah woah woah! You can't just waltz in here like you own the place!" I said, but he completely ignored me which only preceded to annoy me further. Roman was now looking around my lower floor, as he was searching for something that I wasn't aware of yet.
"Roman you really need to get out of here, I don't want you in my house or was I not clear enough back at the diner? " I didn't even sound convincing to myself. Clearly not finding what he wanted in my living room he returned to me in the kitchen.
Within the blink of an eye he was walking in to the kitchen and then I was pushed up against my door, sandwiched between that and Romans body as he pressed hard against me, keeping me in place.
Roman lowered his head to come eye to eye with me, he was breathing heavily like he was trying to control himself. "Emma, I know you had someone in here, another male and I want to know why" he said surprisingly calmly in complete contradiction to his body which was practically humming with rage.
Feeling a little bit mischievous I felt the need to punish him for all that he'd put me through recently, it was very unlike me but there was something about Roman that brought different behaviours out in me and I thought I'd run with it.
"Ok Roman if you must know, yes I had another man over after you left me last night" I said adding a little huskiness in to my voice I continued "You see, you left me wanting last night after you didn't finish what you started, so I called on someone that I knew could satisfy me" I said with a smirk. That's when I found out that my idea to wind him up probably wasn't the best.
Something dangerous flashed in Romans eyes. Now regretting my decision to rile him up i just stared at him, as his eyes changed from their liquid gold colour to pitch black voids something was happening to him and it was scaring me.
"Emma" my name came out of his mouth more like a growl than anything else, it sent a shiver down my spine ending low in my stomach. How on earth was I getting turned on by this, deciding I'd have to have a long talk with myself in the mirror later I tried to shake off the feeling. " I know your lying to me Emma, you don't smell like another other than me and it will stay that way" he said with a hint of pride now in the voice as if I was somehow now his property.
"I do however want to know who's been here and don't lie to me, because I will know and I won't be happy" he said. "Look Roman I'm going to need you to back off, you're invading my personal space and I don't appreciate you coming in to my house demanding to know about my personal life" I stabbed my finger in to his chest at the end of my sentence to make a point which I suspect hurt my finger more than his chest.
Finally relenting Roman stepped back, letting me peel myself off the door. My body however missed the heat his contact had given me. Wrapping my arms around my stomach I tried to stop myself asking him to press up against me again.
I was back to watching Roman as he walked over to my table and started digging in my bag, to be honest I was that taken aback that I just continued to watch him mute, until he found what ever he was looking for.
Pulling my phone from my bag he started pressing several buttons and then placed it back in to my bag. "You now have my number, call me if anything happens. I will be there for you, day or night" he said which make my stomach flutter.
"Ok Roman thank you, can you leave now? I have things to do that do not include you". Even though him leaving was now the last thing that I wanted him to do, I really wanted him to drag me upstairs and have his way with me. But I pushed those thoughts to the back of my mind, I really could not afford to voice them because then I'd never get rid of him.
Roman nodded and turned to leave when I saw him look over to my kitchen table where the sticky note was sat. Walking over he picked it up stared at it for a couple of seconds and then crushed it in his hand.
The air in the room shifted and an almighty roar came from deep within Roman, looking at him his whole body seemed to be vibrating. Walking over to him tentatively I reached out my hand to place it on his back in order to calm him. Before my hand even reached his back Romans head whipped around, his eyes were back to pitch black but that wasn't what scared me the most, it was that his canine teeth were now considerably longer, they were now over his bottom lip and very very sharp.
With a snarl Roman whipped back around and took off out the door, and now twice in less than 24 hours left me stood alone in my house lost for words.
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