He stood in the shadow of the bleacher like seats in the arena staring out onto the ice at the figure skaters whirling around. The hooded sweatshirt was hiding his features from any random passerby that might happen upon the early morning practice. To them he would simply look like a hockey player waiting for his own practice time, taking a few minutes to check out the girls out on the ice. But there was really only one girl that he was that interested in. He would show interest to them all to keep up appearances, but it was her that captivated his attention. This was her morning practice, the one where it was all about her skating, not about the students she taught, or the other skaters around her, this one was all about her. He loved it when he could see her skate then. Not that he got to very often. He had to be careful when he was there, but it was worth the risk. The strength and passion she exhibited when she skated fascinated him. It always had. When he had first seen her he knew there was something special about her, something that made her stand out from those around her. She was a mixture of passion and innocence and he loved it. He loved her. He silently applauded her in his mind when he saw her land a difficult combination. She was practicing her newest program. The one he was sure would have her back on top this fall. Nothing kept his girl down.
He tore his eyes away from her for a moment to look down at the rose he held carefully in his hand. The crimson red of the petals blended perfectly with the dark green of the leaves. It was open just perfectly, not still a bud and not so open that the petals would fall off. Perfect, just like her. His fingers softly caressed the velvet petals, thoughts traveling to whether or not her skin would feel just as soft and velvety. He could imagine taking the petals from the rose and teasing them against her skin, while she lay on his bed next to him. The red would look rich against her tan skin; she would be a sight to behold. Perhaps, he should file that idea away for another day. Once she was his he could shower her in rose petals; make love to her on a bed of roses. For now, this one rose would have to do.
Carefully he looked around, making sure that no one would see him. He didn't often come to the rink like this, not because he didn't belong there. He was often there, and people knew who he was. But he was afraid someone would see him at the wrong time. See him when he was watching her.
He wasn't ready for that yet.
She wasn't ready for that yet.
He walked down the hallway that led to the locker room she used, keeping a careful eye out for other skaters, not wanting to be caught. They may not question him at the rink, but they would probably question him sneaking into the employee locker room. He slipped into the room quietly, grateful to see that no other skater was there, and headed for her locker. He knew it was hers by the contents and the fun way her name had been painted on the door. He lifted the rose to his nose and inhaled deeply, savoring the sweet scent of the flower. Hopefully she loved his gift. A rose for his beloved; that is what she was.
"For you, my love," he whispered as he carefully slid the stem into the slats of the locker, making sure the note he had attached was still secure.
With one last look at the flower he slipped out of the room and back out to arena making sure to avoid the places he knew people would be at this time of the morning. He took another glimpse at her out on the ice, noticing she was talking to her friend, and apparently about done with her practice session. It wouldn't do for them to see him there, so with one last glance he carefully made his way out of the building.
It was only a matter of time until she was his. He just needed to be patient, and let her come to him. The rose was just the beginning.
Soon…
Soon, Buffy Summers would belong to him.
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05/18/17 04:16 am
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05/18/17 04:16 am
pj! I remember wishing one of your stories would be finished seriously about a decade ago. Amazing. I just tried an old password I used to use and amazingly got in too. Memories!
pj
03/20/17 01:20 am
10 yrs later, i finally rem my username and password. Pari, you rock. Hope you are well.
Rabbit_moon1
12/23/16 01:12 pm
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AudryDaluz1
10/06/16 08:34 am
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Chrissel
08/31/16 03:45 pm
And anyone else who loves this site, it's worth mentioning there's a nifty little "Donate" option just below the shout box here! ;)
Chrissel
08/31/16 03:43 pm
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