Hey all,
By the time you read this, we'll be in Santiago Chili. Hopefully I'll have internet access, but we've been told the hotel doesn't provide it. WTF? In this day and age???? But they are trying to work it out, so I still may be able to get online. We're just not sure yet.
By the time you read this, we'll be in Santiago Chili. Hopefully I'll have internet access, but we've been told the hotel doesn't provide it. WTF? In this day and age???? But they are trying to work it out, so I still may be able to get online. We're just not sure yet.
So I put this installment up ahead of time in Buenos Aires. I'm writing as I go, so if you don't see an installment for a couple of weeks, you'll know it's because I can't post it. Hopefully, I'll get a bunch done then if I can't get online at the hotel, I'll go to Starbucks and post blogs for several weeks. That's the plan, really. So if you don't see me, you're forewarned as to why.
Cross your fingers that it all get's worked out! Until then, let's enjoy what we have already!
The Watcher's Guild: Sweet Nephilim
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Chapter Sixteen
A Secret Weapon
Eran paced
away from her and then back again. “I
cannot believe I missed something so easy…so basic. Forgive me, Amaris. I was right.
It is my fault you are not
moving forward with your training.”
She moved
away from the tree and shook her head.
“Okay. You’ve got me curious
now. What did you miss?”
He
grinned. “Did you know you are female?”
Amaris let
out a gusty sigh, rolling her eyes.
“Wow. News flash there. Thought you’d figured that out long before
what we almost did against the tree.”
The memory
of how he’d pushed away from her a few moments before made his cheeks go
ruddy. He took her hand and pulled her
closer. “I am sorry, little angel. You know I wanted to do more, love you as I
should have. It was most difficult to
stop, but this is important. I promise I
will make it up to you later.”
She pouted
a little. “Well. I guess I’ll forgive you this time. So we’ll sheath this sword—” sliding her hand back down his thigh, she gave his
cock a quick squeeze, “—for the moment and move on to mine. What does me being a woman have to do with
anything?”
Eran
gritted his teeth at the flare of heat her brief touch had caused. He pushed back the need and took a deep
breath to cool himself. “I am a
fool. I have been treating you like any
other Nephilim I’ve trained. And that
was wrong.”
“Why?” she
queried. “I am a Nephilim, just like
everyone else.”
“And that
thinking was our first mistake,” he responded, excitement filling him. Finally, he knew where he’d gone off track. He would be able to do his job and more
importantly, Amaris would learn how to protect herself and be safe.” “You are definitely not like everyone else.”
“Just because I have breasts shouldn’t matter,
Eran.” Her eyes were troubled. “Maybe you’re behind the times, but men and
women can do the same things.”
“Yes,
little angel,” he agreed. “This I
know. But they often don’t do them the same
way.”
She
frowned. “Explain.”
Releasing
her, he walked over to where their swords lay and picked them up. “You see this?” He held up his weapon then hefted Amaris’
smaller blade. “Two swords, yet compare
them. Why are they different?”
She raised one
elegant brow. “It’s obvious. You’ve got a good hundred pounds on me. I can barely lift your sword, let alone fight
with it. I’m not as strong as you.”
“Exactly. And that is just one of many differences
between us.”
“Well,
duh.”
He could
see she still didn’t understand. “Amaris,
I was teaching you as if you were male Nephilim. But you are female and you have the
limitations of being a female.”
Her eyes
snapped blue fire. “Are you trying to
make me mad?”
A laugh
burst from him. “No, love. Don’t you see? I have limitations as well. Because I’m a male. The secret is working within those
limitations and more importantly, finding the benefits of being what we are.”
She stared
at him. “Keep going. I’m getting a glimmer here.”
“You are
special in many ways,” he explained. “And
what makes you more special than any other I have trained is that you are
female. You do not move like a male nor
do you think like one. But we both
ignored that salient fact and I trained you as if—” he gave a little grin,
“—you didn’t have breasts.”
Amaris
snorted out a laugh. “Okay, we’ve both
established I have breasts, but so what?
All they do is get in the way when I fight.”
“Exactly.” He tossed her sword to her. “Let us try that move one more time. But this time when I say the word, stop where
you are. Freeze in place. I want you to see something.”
Shrugging,
she got into her stance. “If that’s what
you want, but I don’t see how it’s going to help.”
Eran got
into his fighting stance and waited.
After a couple moments, Amaris attacked, her sword slicing through the
air as she dodged and feinted.
Purposely, he moved with her, allowing his little angel to get into the rhythm
of the fight. Then, when he felt she was
battling well, he deliberately dropped his guard.
It didn’t
take her long to pick up on it. She did
just as he’d trained her. She didn’t
look at him or his weapon. Nor did she
look at her own. Amaris did everything
right, but still he knew she was coming before she made the final charge.
“Stop!” he
shouted. “Do not move!”
Amaris came
to a panting halt, her sword held aloft and slightly to the side. She stared at her mentor. “So?
What do you see?”
Eran
grinned. “Look at your arm, little
angel.”
She looked
down and saw her elbow was pointing straight at Eran. Disgusted, she dropped her stance. “Damn it.
I thought I’d pulled that in.”
“You did.”
“Obviously
not,” she muttered. “I could have stabbed
you through the eye with the thing.”
He
chuckled. “Love, you pulled it in as
best you could. But unlike myself, you
have…something that gets in the way.”
She puffed
out a tired breath. “Huh?”
“Go back
into the stance.”
Amaris did
so.
“Now, very
slowly move your arm forward as if you were going to attack me. Watch what happens.”
Still
confused, she did as requested. Her arm
moved forward slowly as she turned the sword for its final lunge. Bringing her elbow in close to her side, she
pivoted and then made a deliberate stabbing motion at Eran.
And finally
understood.
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Darn. What did she understand. I hate cliffhangers. How about you? Hopefully I'll be back next weekend with the rest of the story.
Until then!!!
Hugs,
CJ England
Follow Your Dreams
http://cjengland.com/luckbealady/luckbealady.htm
1 comment:
It's a boob thing! lol And I so get it as mine are big and would definitely be in the way!!! lol Good luck with the internet and thanks for sharing the story!
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