Author:
Bárbara A. Insfrán B. is from a small city in Paraguay, Latin America, where she lives with her family and works part-time as an educator. She dedicates her free time to writing about the intriguing fictional world she has created; where she blends mysticism with eroticism and romance. She writes in English and her native Spanish, although most of her books are written in English. She loves to sit down and write without much planned, since her stories take shape on their own in front of her as she types them.

Meadow is an average woman having a less than average day.  Things are going wrong for her in a profound way; her boss wanted her to work extra on a Saturday when she had a regular visit to her Mother’s grave, the weather is gray and a storm threatens to make her visit worse, her spirit is low and she feels helpless.

Little does she know, the events of this visit will be the turning point of her life. Meadow is about to be confronted with the supernatural on a level she has never ever expected. Almost every aspect of Her life will change due to her chance meeting with the Man she was not even looking for.  
   
If you enjoy stories about Shape Shifters, Faye, Demons and all manner of nonhuman creatures, you will enjoy this new view of the supernatural, told from an original and unique perspective.

Simply His

I went to a line to get the sandwich while he grabbed us a table. I was smiling from ear to ear again, he had that effect on me. I got to the cashier, ordered my sandwich and two juices, and then paid.


As I got back, I noticed he had changed his smile for a more neutral look; he was staring at the window until I sat down and he looked back at me, a small smile reached only his mouth, not his eyes.


"What is wrong?" I asked as I gave him the juice he allowed me to get him. And I say this because he wanted to buy all for me, but I refused.


He looked at me and shook his head. "Nothing to worry, Meadow. And thank you for the juice, you didn't have to."


He made me chuckle. "Of course I had to, you did much more for me with a fancy lunch out in the open." He laughed, and I could stare at him like that for hours.


"So, I think you have a fan. Well, one more besides me that is." He said just casually, and I almost choked on my drink.


"What?" I managed to say. Did he just admit to like me? I don't think I can eat anymore after hearing that, and another ‘fan’?


He shook his head and pointed at my food. "You need to eat Meadow."


"I am sorry, I think I misheard you," I said when I grabbed the sandwich, not really intending to eat it.


"Well, I have a bodyguard that follows me around, and he told me there was this guy, blue suit, and blonde hair, who was waiting for you in the corner of your work, and he was about to rush into you before you walked to me. He stopped and waited, and then followed us over here. He was looking at both of us enter then went back to your building. You know who I am talking about?" He said, and I was still processing his words, but I nodded. Did Gideon want to confront me?


I sighed. "I just lost my appetite." I laid against the chair and looked down at my sandwich before dropping it back on the plate.


"Meadow?" he asked, and I looked back at him. "Who is he? Is he giving you troubles?" I was putting together my thoughts when I felt his hand take mine. "I meant it, what I said a few moments ago. I like you, and I feel that there is a small chance you might like me back. That is why I took the risk to come here uninvited. I wanted to see you again before my trip. Was I wrong?" I shook my head and bit my lip. He took a deep breath and sighed as if it was in relief. "Good, that means I worry about you too. So please share with me."


I nodded and looked at the window. "His name is Gideon, and he has been the cause of all my stress at work. We both work in the same department, but he is my supervisor and is always pushing me. He sometimes asks me to stay extra hours. But then he stays with me too sometimes and always has an excuse for me to go over my reports forever and ever, they are just never good enough." I sighed and shook my head, then felt a gentle squeeze from his hand to mine and I felt warmth take over me. I smiled at him as I saw his face full of encouragement. "Last Friday he asked me to come work on Saturday, and I refused. I have this routine every two weeks to go visit my mom, I miss her so much still... well maybe I overreacted, and maybe I could have come and visited my mother on Sunday. He just insisted, and I got defensive, we started arguing really loudly, until our boss came to break us and sent me home. Then today, I was... distracted at the meeting, and he called me out right in front of everyone! I was lucky I was prepared with some strategic plans I had been working on and was able to turn things around, which made him angrier. So I guess you rescued me again without even planning to." I chuckled the irony and shook my head. He released my hand, and I instantly looked up at him.


Chapter 11: Feeling The Fever Part 2