The Proverbial War - Page 86/141

"You're not dreaming."

Again he felt the words, but her lips never moved. He tried to talk, but the words were garbled and lost in the action of the water that filled him.

Her fingers touched his lips as her head shook slightly, "We talk in our heads, but our lips are still good for other things."

Her words had but dispersed across his consciousness before her lips were on his in a deep kiss. Her eyes watched him as she kissed him and he knew that she sensed his desire for her. She drew back with a quick smile seemingly satisfied with something that she had seen.

She reached over and pulled a cord that released his hand from the carved pillar.

Her eyes never left his as again words came to him, "You're not a prisoner. I just didn't want you to roll onto your back too soon."

She tugged on the other cord and his other hand came free.

She was wrong about something. Never in his life had he experienced anything like this place or her and her eyes very much held him captive as did the rest of her.

She smiled as if she knew his high-level of fascination with her. Koke started to push up from off the bed when he realized something. He was naked!

He glanced up again only to behold her blue eyes laughing at him in merriment. He couldn't tell what she was thinking and she wasn't thought projecting anything. Unsure as of what to do Koke stayed the way he was.

She reached out to the side and pulled the broad leafed frawn of a nearby plant off. Holding her arm up she held the frawn out and the leaf curled around her arm snugly. He got the idea, but there was just one problem. The plant leaf that she had picked reflected an effervescent color that was decidedly pink in nature!

He didn't know if he could or not, but he attempted to thought project his objections to the color choice that she was offering.

She cocked her head to the side with an inquisitive expression. She apparently hadn't understood him. Koke sighed and glanced down at the pink leaf wrapped around her arm.

He heard laughter in his head.

Glancing up Koke saw the laughter in his head reflected in her face. It was impossible to be mad at her and reluctantly Koke felt a smile crack across his face.

Her laughter abruptly stopped and she reached out to touch the smile on his lips. She turned away quickly then and he watched her gracefully glide toward a corner of the room. A shoal of tiny blue fish parted gracefully around her.