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Hunted 164

    <b>Gracie’s </b><b><i>POV</i></b><b>: </b>


    I opened my eyes just as the sun was rising. The room was still slightly dark. The television must’ve been turned <b>off</b><b>. </b>I could see the light pink colors through the huge ceiling to floor window just over Kai’s shoulder. It couldn’t have been no more than 6AM if the sun was just rising…still early.


    I looked up at my sleeping fiancé, he had me wrapped in his embrace. No wonder my dreams became peacefulst night. I never dreamed of the fire whenever I was with him. The thought made my heart smile as big as my lips. I wasn’t ready to disturb this moment. I snuggled my face info his chest and decided to go back to sleep.


    “<i>I </i><i>love </i><i>you Kai</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>


    The words came out quietly as my eyes shut. It felt good to say aloud what my heart had been feeling across two


    lifetimes.


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    <b><i>Kai’s </i></b><b>POV</b><b>: </b>


    <i>When </i><i>I </i><i>finally </i><i>woke </i><i>up</i><i>, </i><i>Gracie’s </i><i>head </i><i>was </i><iying </i><i>on </i><i>my </i><i>chest</i><i>. </i><i>She </i><i>was </i><i>woke </i><i>and </i><i>watching </i><i>something </i><i>on </i>TV <i>that </i><i>was </i><i>making </i><i>her </i><i>giggle </i><i>lightly</i><i>. </i><i>I’d </i><i>never </i><i>get </i><i>tired </i><i>of </i><i>that </i><i>sound</i><i>. </i><i>Unaware </i><i>I’d </i><i>waken </i><i>up</i>, <i>she </i><i>slightly </i><i>jumped </i><i>when </i>I <i>kissed </i><i>the </i><i>top </i><i>of </i><i>her head</i><i>. </i><i>I </i><i>couldn’t </i><i>help </i><i>but </i><iugh </i><i>at </i><i>her </i><i>nervousness</i>.


    <i>“</i><i>Good </i><i>morning</i>.”


    <i>I </i><i>beamed </i><i>brightly </i><i>at </i><i>her </i><i>as </i><i>her </i><i>eyes widen </i><i>with </i><i>hints </i><i>of </i><i>guilt </i><i>in </i><i>them</i><i>. </i>


    <i>“</i><i>Good </i><i>morning</i><i>. </i><i>Did </i><i>I </i><i>wake </i><i>you</i><i>?!</i><i>” </i>


    <i>“</i><i>Not </i><i>at </i><i>all</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>


    <i>She gave </i>me <i>one </i><ist </i><i>look </i><i>of </i><i>skepticism </i><i>before </i><i>rxing</i>. <i>It </i><i>was </i><i>the </i><i>truth</i><i>, </i><i>however</i><i>, </i><i>she </i><i>hadn’t </i><i>waken </i><i>me </i><i>up</i>.


    “<i>How </i><i>long </i><i>have </i><i>you </i><i>been </i><i>up</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>


    <i>She </i><i>scrunched </i><i>her </i><i>small </i><i>nose </i><i>as </i><i>if </i><i>trying </i><i>to </i><i>think </i><i>about </i><i>her </i><i>answer</i><i>. </i>


    “Emm…<i>maybe </i><i>about </i><i>an </i><i>hour </i><i>now</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>


    <i>I </i><i>nced </i><i>over </i><i>at </i><i>the </i><i>nightstand</i><i>; </i><i>the </i><i>clock </i><i>showed </i><i>the </i><i>time </i><i>was </i><i>just </i><i>after </i><i>eight</i><i>. </i>


    “<i>What </i><i>are </i><i>you </i><i>watching</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>


    <b>9:45 </b><b>Wed</b><b>, </b><b>Sep </b><b>10 </b>


    <i>“</i>This movie called <i>‘</i>Eternal Love<b>,</b>”


    “I don’t <i>think </i>I’ve heard of that one. <i>Is </i>It <i>any </i>good<i>?</i>”


    Gracie giggled <i>slightly </i>before responding.


    “Well…it depends. <i>If </i>you like <i>those </i>cheesy <i>overly </i>dramatic dramas…then definitely<i>.</i><i>” </i>


    <b><i>I </i></b>was a little shocked. Gracie <i>always </i>seemed mature <i>beyond </i><i>her </i>years so hearing she liked <i>those </i><i>typical </i>romance <b><i>dramas </i></b>was rather interesting.


    <i>“</i>I’m <i>surprised </i>you like <i>this </i><i>type </i><i>of </i><i>stuff</i>.”


    She <i>giggled </i><i>again</i>.


    <i>“</i><i>It’s </i><i>okay </i><i>to </i><i>have </i><i>a </i><i>guilty </i><i>pleasure </i><i>every </i><i>now </i><i>and </i><i>again</i>.<i>” </i>


    <i>Guilty </i><i>pleasure</i><i>. </i>


    <i>Was </i><i>she </i><i>mine</i><i>? </i>


    <i>Before </i>I <i>could </i><i>respond</i><i>, </i><i>my </i><i>phone </i><i>began </i><i>to </i><i>ring</i>….<i>Ka</i>.


    <i>Annoyed</i><i>, </i><i>I </i><i>answered </i><i>with </i><i>irritation </i><i>in </i><i>my </i><i>voice</i>.


    “<i>What </i>is <i>it </i><i>Ka</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>


    “Oh<i>, </i><i>don’t </i><i>what </i><i>is </i><i>it </i><i>me </i><i>you </i><i>grouch</i><i>…</i><i>are </i><i>you </i><i>guys </i><i>hungry</i><i>? </i><i>Breakfast </i><i>is </i><i>being </i><i>prepared </i><i>in </i><i>the </i><i>grand </i><i>dining </i>hall.”


    <i>I </i><i>tapped </i><i>Gracie </i><i>on </i><i>the </i><i>shoulder </i><i>to </i><i>see </i><i>if </i><i>she </i><i>was </i><i>hungry</i>. <i>Her </i><i>face </i><i>instantly </i><i>lit </i><i>up</i><i>. </i><i>Guess </i><i>that </i><i>meant </i><i>yes</i><i>. </i>


    “<i>We’ll </i><i>down </i><i>shortly</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>


    <i>After </i><i>getting </i><i>dresses</i><i>, </i><i>Gracie </i><i>and </i>I <i>made </i><i>our </i><i>way </i><i>down </i><i>to </i><i>the </i><i>dining </i><i>hall</i>. <i>She </i><i>was </i><i>wearing </i><i>this </i><i>pink </i><i>sundress </i><i>that </i><i>hug </i><i>her </i><i>body </i><i>in </i><i>all </i><i>the </i><i>right </i><i>ways</i><i>. </i><i>My </i><i>thoughts </i><i>went </i><i>from </i><i>dark </i><i>to </i><i>envious </i><i>to </i><i>panic </i><i>as </i>I <i>thought </i><i>about </i><i>the </i><i>fact </i><i>others </i><i>would </i><i>be </i><i>able </i><i>to </i><i>ogle </i><i>over </i><i>my </i><i>fiancé </i><i>while </i><i>she </i><i>was </i><i>out </i><i>with </i><i>Ka </i><i>today</i><i>. </i>


    <i>As </i><i>we </i><i>entered </i><i>the </i><i>dining </i><i>hall</i><i>, </i><i>it </i><i>looked </i><i>like </i><i>just </i><i>about </i><i>everyone </i><i>else </i><i>was </i><i>up</i><i>. </i>


    <i>“</i><i>Good </i><i>morning </i><i>children</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>


    <i>My </i><i>mother </i><i>beamed </i><i>brightly </i><i>as </i><i>we </i><i>made </i><i>our </i><i>way </i><i>to </i><i>the </i><i>table</i><i>. </i>


    <i>“</i><i>Good </i><i>morning </i><i>everyone</i><i>! </i><i>I </i><i>hope </i><i>everyone </i><i>slept </i><i>good</i><b><i>.</i></b><i>” </i>


    <b>9:45 </b>Wed<b>, </b><b>Sep </b><b>10 </b>


    <i>Gracie </i>smiled brightly as she hugged my mother and aunts.


    “Not as good as <i>Kai </i><i>I </i>bet.”


    <i>Tyler’s </i>face had a mischievous grin on it. <i>I </i>wanted to punch that grin right off. <i>Luckily</i><i>, </i><i>Gracle </i>missed hisment<b><i>, </i></b><b><i>I </i></b>stared a thousand daggers at him as Cameron <i>tried </i><i>his </i><i>best </i>not tough<i>. </i>


    <i>I’d </i>kill them <i>both </iter <i>on</i>.


    While we all ate, everyone started <i>discussing </i><i>their </i>ns for <i>the </i>day<i>. </i>


    <i>“</i><i>Gracie </i>I nned <i>a </i>girl’s brunch <i>for </i>us <i>four</i><i>!</i><i>” </i>


    <i>Ka </i><i>beamed </i><i>as </i><i>leaned </i><i>on </i><i>Gracie’s </i><i>shoulder</i>. <i>I </i><i>could tell </i><i>Gracie </i>was <i>excited </i><i>but </i><i>there </i>was a <i>hint </i><b><i>of </i></b><i>guilt </i><i>in </i><i>her </i>eyes <b>once </b><i>she </i><i>looked </i><i>at </i>me.


    <i>I </i>smiled <i>lightly</i><i>; </i><i>she </i><i>wanted </i>to <i>make </i><i>sure </i><i>I </i><i>wasn’t </i><i>upset </i><i>about </i><i>her </i><i>leaving </i>me. <i>Always </i>so <i>considerate</i>. I kissed <i>her </i><i>head </i><i>and </i><i>whispered </i><i>in </i><i>her </i><i>ear</i><i>. </i>


    <i>“</i><i>I </i><i>want </i><i>you </i><i>have </i><i>fun </i><i>doing </i><i>a </i><i>girl’s </i><i>day</i><i>. </i><i>While you’re </i><i>out</i><i>, </i><i>buy </i><i>something </i><i>you </i><i>think </i><i>I </i><i>would </i><i>like</i>.<i>” </i>


    <i>Her </i><i>eyes </i><i>widen </i>as <i>her </i><i>face </i><i>began </i>to <i>turn </i><i>light </i><i>red</i><i>. </i><i>I </i><iughed </i><i>inwardly </i><i>knowing </i><i>she </i><i>was </i><i>probably </i><i>trying </i><i>to </i><i>decipher </i><i>what </i><i>that </i><i>meant</i><i>. </i><i>I’d </i><i>give </i><i>no </i><i>hints</i><i>, </i><i>however</i><i>. </i><i>Let’s </i><i>see </i><i>how </i><i>creative </i><i>you </i><i>are </i><i>Gracie</i>.


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