Hurricane (The Charmed)

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Authors: Dianne Nutting
smiled. She leaned forward and kissed him. “What did you need Chase.” She whispered.
    “You.”
    “You have me.”
    “No. My parents are leaving today. I want you to come over.”
    Lyla pulled back. “They’re leaving? Wow. Who would have thought that would happen?”
    “Not me, not in a million years.” Chase ran his hand through his hair. “So will you? Come over?”
    “Yes.”
    “Great. I’ll make you dinner.”
    “You can cook?”
    “I can order pizza.”
    Lyla giggled. “Sounds like pizza.”
    Chase stepped out of the car, a little lighter in his step. He had a date with a pretty girl tonight.
    Chase picked Lyla up at six. She wore a sheer top over a tank and a little skirt. She wore her hair loose around her shoulders and smelled of Vera Wang. Chase watched Lyla walk down the steps in her heels, showing off her lovely long legs. His mouth watered.
    They ordered pizza right away and Lyla made herself comfortable. The house was big and just off Lake Hollingsworth. She looked over at Chase paying the pizza delivery guy. His jeans were snug in just the right places and he was barefoot with a black v neck t-shirt. She thought he looked like someone out of a magazine.
    After dinner Chase took her on a tour of the house. It was so large it took a while. Each room had white furniture that Chase explained he never sat on. A maid was here every day and a cook came every night.
    “I bet you had a nanny too, didn’t you?”
    “Her name was Edna. Lovely woman, I still miss her.”
    Lyla laughed.
    “It’s true. She was from England.”
    Lyla laughed harder.
    “Come on, I haven’t finished with the tour yet.” They walked into his parents’ room. It was sparse and cold. The furniture black the carpet black and the walls stark white.
    “Oh my.”
    “Do you like it?”
    “No.”
    “Neither do I, let’s keep going.” A chill ran up his spine.
    “So…this is the last stop. Where haven’t I taken you?”
    “Your room.”
    “Bingo! Give the girl a prize!” Chase opened his door which was located at the complete opposite end of the house as his parents. He had two large rooms. The front was the sitting area with a pool table, a television, a couch and love seat and a desk. In the corner was a refrigerator. Lyla looked around in fascination.
    “I suppose getting in trouble meant really, yay! I get to go to my room!”
    “I didn’t get in much trouble. But yeah, I like coming up here. He shut the door behind them as Lyla walked around the room. She stopped at a picture on his desk.
    “Who’s this?”
    “Edna, my Nanny.”
    “I thought you were joking.”
    “Nope.”
    Lyla giggled again and placed the picture back on the desk. She pointed to another door. “Where does that go?”
    “Why don’t you open it?” It was easy to see what it was since there clearly wasn’t a bed in here. He wanted to see if she actually would open the door.
    Lyla walked over and opened the door. She walked in and sat on the bed. It was a big four poster queen bed with a lot of pillows. The comforter was a dark blue, the walls were white but Chase had put black and white pictures up of various cities and people he knew. It was peaceful in here. She looked over at Chase who was standing in the doorway, waiting.
    “I love your room Chase.”
    Chase walked over and bent down, “Do you?” He put both hands on the bed on either side of her and kissed her, slowly pushing her back onto the bed. They were at it in seconds. Chase had one hand on her thigh, and another fisted in her hair. Lyla’s hands were pushing up Chase’s shirt feeling his muscular back. Chase’s mouth went from hers to her neck and back again. They were hungry for each other and Chase prayed that any amount of charm or spell placed on them would slip away tonight. Chase’s hands pushed up her shirt while he French kissed her deeply. His heart raced so frantic that he almost didn’t feel the electric shock that jolted through his body until he

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