Balancer's Soul (16 page)

“A few things tipped me off, but first,
please come inside.” He gestured by stepping back and raising an
arm towards the living room. “Both of you may speak openly with me.
My mom and Kara will not be home tonight. They are having a
mother/daughter night out and won’t be back till noon at the
earliest. Sarah, please show Jillian into the living room while I
make some refreshments for both of you.”

Their eyes met again and he smiled her
favorite and personal smile.

Connor left them and went to the kitchen,
while quietly Sarah led her mother into his charming home. “Mother,
please be nice. I like him.” She said very quietly because she
knows how well Connor can hear.

“Ok, but give him some credit. He’s better
than you described him on the phone.” She giggled quietly. Jillian
had intrigue and amusement written within her golden eyes.

“You have no idea.” Sarah admitted with glee,
knowing he had already impressed her. But what would happen next
she knew not.

Jillian and Sarah moved over and sat on the
plush couch when she asked “Wow these are beautiful paintings and
this couch looks custom made.” Jillian seemed just as impressed as
Sarah had been when she first saw them for herself.

Sarah smiled gently “Kara, Connor’s little
sister, is the artist of these paintings and Connor is a very
capable carpenter. He built this sofa, the tables, the kitchen
cabinets, the beds and their dressers.”

Her mother whistled in amazement and said
cheerfully and amazingly truthful “He has some good qualities.”

Connor entered the living room with a plate
of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies and two glasses of milk. He
sat down the plate and drinks on the coffee table in front of them.
He then walked over and pulled a recliner around to sit front of
them, wearing a comforting smile. He looked so calm and commanding,
even when he looked relaxed.

Jillian reached forward to grab a glass and a
cookie. When the dessert touched her palate she moaned in
appreciation. Sarah took one for herself and gave a similar sound
as the still warm and chewy cookie melted in her mouth. It was
absolutely delicious. Jillian finished off the treat and sipped on
the drink before admitting aloud “This is good. Thank you for being
hospitable.”

“I’m glad you are enjoying it, but back to
your earlier question…” He started to say until her mother
interrupted him.

“And which question would that be?” Jillian
looked confused, but she was faking her confusion.

“Where I knew that you lied to me.” She
nodded in understanding with barely a hint of a smile. “A few
things tipped me off. The biggest was how Sarah looks like a
beautiful combination of you and her Father. Another was the way
you move, you wasted no excess energy as you walked. That proved
that you have had a lot of lifetime experiences despite how you
look age wise.” Taking a breath he continued “But what really
tipped me off were your eyes.”

“My eyes?” She looked skeptical.

“Yes Jillian, your eyes.” Now Connor smiled
in confidence. His tone remained calm and completely secure in his
observations. “You have ageless eyes Jillian, but they are far
older than Sarah’s. The eyes never lie, especially to me.”

“Really? If I am
far
older than my daughter, how old is she?” She
was simply playing with him now. Only she didn’t know was that
Connor only really play’s with Sarah, to make her blush
continually.

“Around three hundred years old.” He sounded
unconcerned with her age.

Jillian nearly choked on her drink as
he spoke truthfully and without pause. When her mother stopped
choking and caught her breath she nearly shattered the glass on the
table. She turned to Sarah in astonishment and her golden eyes
flared in accusation and anger. “You told him about
WHAT WE ARE
!”

“NO
, she
didn’t.” Connor defended, gaining complete command of the room, he
walked around the coffee table and sat between the angered mother
and timid daughter. Connor grabbed Sarah’s hand gently and they
laced their fingers together out of a natural habit. Sarah had no
choice, but to look down at her shaking drink.

Speaking to Connor tightly and trying not to
yell Jillian demanded “Explain yourself, Child. Tell me exactly
what she has told you.”

“I will, but not right this second.” Connor
said bluntly.

Her control over her voice began
slipping. “Tell me or
I
will
force you to answer me. One way
or
the other.”

“I know that you can.” He said
compassionately and truthfully. “Just please wait until Sarah’s
ready for me to explain.” Her mother didn’t say a word, but Sarah
felt the atmosphere begin to calm down.

Sarah heard her mother stand up and pace the
room. “I can see that you truly care for my daughter. I will wait,
but not for too long.”

Sarah eventually felt capable to look up a
minute later to see her Connor’s handsome hazel eyes looking down
at her with compassion and admiration. “I really do. No one has
ever made me feel as you do, Sarah.” Connor’s eyebrows suddenly
furrowed before he turned his head in an instant to look at her
mother. “Jillian, will you please stop doing that. It’s not very
pleasant.”

“Stop what?” Her mother looked confused for
some reason, but she already knew that he could feel the presence
of an invading mind because Sarah previously explained the incident
over the phone last week.

“I know it’s not Sarah doing it because, with
her, it felt like someone is scratching my brain, but with you, it
feels like your hammering nails into my skull. Plus, I already
asked Sarah to never do it again because it gives her terrible
migraines and you are obviously not having one. Either it’s about
control or you’re different somehow.” His brow remained
wrinkled.

“You have a very strong mind and I am
surprised you felt it. I’ve never known anyone who can feel the
touch of another’s mind. I was just reading your thoughts, so I
know now that you didn’t tell anyone about my family’s differences.
Also you know that something is very different about us, yet you
don’t care.” Jillian’s face contorted quizzically. “Connor? Your
blocking a few things away from me, how
are
you doing that? Are those secrets that
important to you?”

“Yes.” Connor was getting slightly angry from
the intrusion. “Next time Jillian, ask for permission before you do
whatever it is that you’re doing.”

She burst into laughter. “I like you kid.”
Connor’s expression finally relaxed as Jillian ceased using her
abilities on him. She tapped her forehead a few times while her
eyes were closed, deep in thought. “Ok it’s settled. Tomorrow
morning you will know everything about what we are.”

“Mother, are you sure, I don’t want to run
Connor off.” He squeezed Sarah’s hand reassuringly while still
looking at her mother.

“Ok, Jillian. I will be there. Should I bring
anything?”

A wry smile crept on her mother’s plump
lips. “Yes Connor, you will bring something very special. You will
bring Sarah to my home with you tomorrow because she is going to
stay
here
, tonight with
you.”

Connor sat straight up like someone just
shocked him with a cattle prod, well in a way, Jillian did. Wanting
to understand more clearly he asked her “What do you mean by
that?”

“There are some strict rules you must
abide by.” She looked at the two of them in turn. “When I leave
here I am going to go home to my mate.”
“Mother, please don’t be a pervert and make another
innuendo.”
Jillian smiled, apparently listening to
Sarah’s thoughts again since she couldn’t get away with it with
Connor. “Connor, you will sleep with my daughter in your arms
tonight. During the night you will not kiss, talk or do
anything…
physical
.” She looked
at Sarah after she raised her left eyebrow. “Sarah, you will not
use your gifts at all. You will sleep in his arms and in the
morning I will summon you both with my power; when things are ready
at the house. You will not mate with him under any circumstances.
Hormones won’t temper my wrath. I trust you, Daughter, but if
you
do
him I’ll stop you from
making a costly mistake.” She no longer smiled and was actually
serious.

Unconcerned, Connor asked “Why do you wish
for us to do this?”

“For four reasons Connor.” Holding up
one finger she said “Because it is my
right
as her parent.” She held up another finger.
“I can tell
exactly
what you
are doing here at all times with my power, if you do
anything
but what I say.” She then
held up her last two fingers. “Because I have been away from my
mate for too long and lastly I don’t want anyone in the house
incase we get
overly
enthusiastic. It’s been too long since my man was away and
I’m feeling rather
vocal
.”
Connor burst into a fit of laughter which was soon followed by
Jillian and finally Sarah giggled because it became contagious… If
highly embarrassing.

When everyone finally settled down she
said “Now both of you, off to bed. I can feel that your father is
awake. He knows that I’m here and is getting impatient.” She
disappeared as she burst out through the front door and the door
slammed shut from the recoil. Sarah then had a feeling of a pulse
of a breeze, but the room felt completely still because the ceiling
fan wasn’t on.
“Mother wasn’t joking, she
really is watching us.”

Still sitting on the couch and holding hands,
Connor stood up. He smiled her private smile as she looked up at
him. His eyes asked something else ‘Are you sure that you want to
go along with this?’ Sarah smiled his favorite smile in positive
conformation. He helped her stand and then they walked hand in hand
down the silent hallway, to his isolated bedroom.

Entering his room, Connor left the lights
off. Walking into the dark room, Connor slid into his bed first
while letting go of her hand. He laid there patiently while she
just stood there, staring down at his dark form. Sarah’s heart
started to beat faster than when he first kissed her neck. He
lifted his left arm in offering as he saw her distress and shyness
about this event.

She had never lain in bed with another man
before.

Grabbing his hand, Sarah slowly slid down and
sat on the edge of the bed. She couldn’t see his expression in the
darkness so a memory jumped into the forefront of her mind.
Remembering the time that she slipped and fell on top of him, Sarah
stopped suddenly and went rigid at recalling how close they were at
the time and what she felt like doing with him. He noticed her
moment of hesitation and started to remove his hand from hers.

Sarah caught the escaping hand with both of
her own. She reassured herself and Connor as she twisted to lay
down next to him. He felt so warm and it seeped through the fabric
of her clothes and into her skin.

Resting her head over his heart Sarah
realized that her breasts were pressed against the side of Connor’s
ribs. She bit her lips and was glad her bra was thick enough from
the intense desire to be fondled. She never knew that someone with
a chest so hard could be so comfortable to lie on. He put his arm
down around her back and rested his hand over her waist line and
over her abdomen.

Trying to find more comfort in this laying
arrangement, Sarah threw her left leg over his thick thigh. He
didn’t move at all, but his heart gave him away by beating like a
drum solo next to her ear. It put a small smile on her face.

With an ear over his heart, she noticed
that it began slowing down and becoming an even and calming beat.
His smell was as intoxicating as ever. Sarah thought something
peculiar when she realized how they held each other.
“We fit perfectly together, like two pieces of a
puzzle.”
As she listened to his steady heartbeat and
breathed in his manly aroma, she realized that his window over his
head remained open and brought a cooling breeze into the room to
keep her from getting overheated from his own comforting body
heat.

When the embarrassing moment ebb she
went to sleep within moments with a feeling of true comfort. His
steady heartbeat helped calm her. And her last coherent thought
was
“Connor, I really and truly do love
you.”

***

Standing up after Jillian left his home,
Connor looked at Sarah and her smile said everything ‘It’s ok, I’m
ready if you are.’ They walked hand in hand and arrived at his room
together. Connor released his grip on Sarah and slid into his queen
size bed first so that she wouldn’t feel forced under the difficult
conditions that were set, she could take all the time she
needed.

Looking up at her, she stared at him in the
darkness, Connor offered her his hand to help ease the shock. Sarah
took it to slowly and gently sit on the mattress. She stiffened to
that of a statue suddenly and he let go not wanting to make this
unpleasant for her. Just as suddenly, she grabbed his hand with
both of hers.

Sarah drifted and lay down next to him on his
left side. Her hair cascaded down to the sheets of the bed to blend
in like they were one in the same. She rested her head over his
chest and he felt her pressed firmly against his side, she didn’t
look comfortable. Connor supported her by using an arm as a back
brace and he rested his palm over her taut belly. A moment later
she threw her leg over his, he noticed the vee of her thigh
straddling his leg and the shocking sensation became evident yet
even more comfortable as he could feel her heat. Her sexuality beat
against his will and only a supreme effort kept his sanity. Her
firm yet soft breasts were pushed up against his ribs. Her smell
was alluring as well and she still smelled like fresh strawberries
and apples.