Richard:Caveman Instinct(9)

By: Hazel Gower

“This is all so weird. Why did you take me, and please give me a real answer and not that silly ‘you’re mine’ crap.” I was proud of myself for keeping my voice firm and clear.

Richard let go of my hands and moved them to stroke my back in a soothing motion. “The Silverman’s have what I call a gift. Some in the family call it a curse. The story goes, in the old country, we helped save a group of gypsies, and they gifted us with prosperity and the ability to know our soul mate.” He sighed loudly, closed his eyes and took a deep breath in then slowly let it out. I watched him, transfixed by his every movement. “Awesome, lucky us, I’m sure you’re thinking.”

I didn’t think that at all. The more he spoke, the more I was sure he was loco and had a few screws loose. I was starting to feel sorry for him.

“Yeah, the gypsies forgot to mention when we find our soul mate, we turn into possessive cavemen. You, Bailey Rodgers, are my mate. My soulmate.”

I stared up into the most beautiful blue eyes I’d ever seen. Set in a masculine face of perfection. What a pity that the guy who held me so tenderly was a crazy loon.

Chapter Two


My mind was reeling. I’d found my mate, and she’d been so close all along. My damn brothers had even met her. The youngest two had gone to school with her. She had been so bloody close, and she’d needed me because she was friggin blind, er, vision impaired. When I asked if she was blind, I didn’t expect she would say yes. I thought she’d tell me she was disorientated so she couldn’t see as she was scrambling to get away.

I could barely believe what I had done. I’d gone crazy and kidnapped my mate and in the process of her stumbling away from me, she’d gotten hurt. She could hurt herself so easily. What the hell was she doing out without protection? Why the hell was she at such a busy event where she could get hurt so easily?

Holding my little Raven haired beauty tighter as my mind flashed a million deadly possibilities of what could have happened to her at the huge schoolies event, I knew I’d get her security of her own ASAP. I stroked her back, needing to touch her and soothe my worries.

After I’d told her about the curse and that she was my mate, Bailey sat in my hold quietly for a while until she sighed and patted my hand that wasn’t stroking her back, the one that sat on her lap. “I’m sure your brothers or parents are on the way. I bet the nice security men who followed have contacted them to tell your family you’ve escaped or slipped. Do you have pills you’d like to go get? I’ll sit with you while you take them.” She kept patting my hand.

Fuck, she thought I was crazy. “I’m not insane. You’re my mate. My soul mate. That’s what I’m telling you.”

“Oh, I believe you,” she said in a sweet surgery voice as she clutched my hand before letting it go. “How about I go talk to the security man… er, Cole, I think you said his name was, and we’ll call your family?”

“I’m not fucking crazy,” I roared. She flinched in my embrace and I groaned at what I had just done. “This is not how I pictured meeting you and how it would go. I stuffed up. I know. How about I call my parents and they’ll come around and tell you I’m not insane?”

“I think that’s a great idea. May I also call my friends to make sure they don’t worry?” She stared at me, and this time, I saw that her eyes never stopped. They went back and forth flickering. Her head was turned to the side and she looked to be really concentrating.

Ignoring her question, I asked my own question. “What can you see?”

She sucked her bottom lip in and bit it, my cock jerked in response eager for her full mouth around it. “I can see that you’re very handso… I can see your dark ocean blue eyes.” I smiled and she sighed. “You have a dimple,” she reached up and gently touched my cheek. “Right here. Only one side from what I can see. You have high masculine cheek bones and a day or two days’ worth stubble.” I held my breath as her fingers feathered over my skin coming to rest below my lips. “You’re very handsome.” She dropped her hand, but her face was bright red, and she turned her head from my gaze.