Thread: His Greatest Treasure (Crusade & darkangel76)

His eyes were like a gateway, but they were also somewhat guarded. Emma decided Jake was just trying his best to be a gentleman. After all, he'd saved her from an almost unfortunate tumble along the wooded trail in the park. Then, he'd been all chivalrous manner in escorting her home. Along the way there'd been the promise of more walks and now, his hands on her hips, their eyes locked together...she could feel the tension rising. Her heart was beating hard beneath her breasts, blood coursing through her veins as her body began to feel hot. She wanted to fan herself, splash cool water on her face, something. How fate could smile upon her despite all her blunders, all those awkward moments, she had no idea. Then, she thought on that star. Perhaps wishes do come true after all. With flushed cheeks, Emma couldn't help but focus on how Jake's hands felt as they rested on her hips. The weight of them as his fingers splayed over her gentle curves, keeping her in place was welcome and wonderful. She could feel the electrifying heat emanating from him, enveloping her whole and drawing her closer. His words were bold as if he knew what she thought yet was unafraid to say them. How she wished she had even a fraction of his confidence. Yet, he was the one who read her blog, was her fan. Smiling, Emma nodded. I'd like for you to come in, she said softly, shyly. For a little while at least. She certainly wasn't ready for their time to be over. Not yet. She wanted to savor the moment, to remember it in all its perfection. Emma reached into her pocket and pulled out her keys. She held them up for Jake to see and then giggled. Fumbling through them to find the one for her door, she found it and worked the door open. Slowly, she twisted the knob and pushed, granting Jake entrance into her home...her life. It was a big step, something Emma rarely did for anyone. The most anyone typically saw were the posts she made on her blog. She did have one friend who occasionally tried to drag her out and about. But she'd known Jess for a long time, since high school. Jess now worked a colorful life as a waitress at a nearby bar while she spent her time either at home, walking or at the library where she worked her steady job. Jess was her complete opposite in every way and how the two became friends and remained so throughout the years was something that perplexed most, but it worked...most of the time. And this, Emma stated as she turned on the light. Is my home. She turned around to face Jake. Her cheeks were pink, her hair still a bit mussed from earlier. She slipped off her jacket and hung it up on the coat tree and then her boots. Once her shoes were off she realized how much shorter she really was than Jake. Those damned things truly did make her appear taller. Hope you like it...I mean... she stumbled. Make yourself at home, I... she raked a hand through her blonde curls. I'll make us some tea. Biting down on her lower lip, Emma gestured that Jake make himself at home. Her tummy fluttered with nerves knowing that he'd be inside her apartment, that he'd said he'd love to come in. This was new territory, new ground. And oh how she hoped she didn't screw things up!