Rekha Kaarde
Ms. Sarcasm
[SIZE=12pt]It was unusally quiet tonight as if a dark could had moved in shaking everyone’s confidence in the stability of the platform.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]The whispers of a life past began to swirl around inside her head the green eyed brunette shook her head. The past was coming up a lot lately in her quiet time perhaps it was time to think about what was bothering her.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Zarek. Mon Loup.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]As big as the galaxy was no matter how far she traveled it was fate that had her running into him again. He was, sex on a stick something that women wanted no matter how bad they knew it was for them. Zarek wasn’t that worst at what he did far from it. That silky voice with that accent that sent instant shivers down the spine, the smoky stare of his dark brown eyes, and of course the body that fueled the imagination.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Yeah, he wasn’t bad.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]It was never his looks that got her in trouble, it was the things he asked of her. Goddess, where did that start?[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Rekha went over and poured herself a glass of wine, leaning against the bar she began to think, how old was she when she met him?[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]The Past[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]It was her 17th birthday Thaddeus was throwing her a party she wasn’t quite old enough for drinking depending upon the culture they claimed so tonight they claimed mandalorian as their children grew up fast.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Rekha held a glass of something with bubbles that tickled her nose. Thaddeus her savior who she had lived with the last nine years became mother and father to her. Tonight could not have been more perfect.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]There were well wishers every where people she did not know, that came in once their heard there was a party. Laughter rang out from each corner, it was a great night. She was hot all the people in the bar made it almost unbearable to be inside.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Waving to Thaddeus to tell him where she was going she slipped outside. The cool air kissed her skin and almost immediately she felt relief. Leaning over the balcony looking down into the streets she felt on top of the world.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Lifting her arms out to her sides, tilting her head back. “HAHAHAHA” she laughed.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Well now”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Rekha jumped back, “who is there?” She tried to keep the fact that someone had just scared her to pieces out of her voice.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Slowly from the shadows he emerged. Tall, dark, handsome, every girls dream. “Hi” her voice almost cracked.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Hello” his voice was so soft, it was silk and made her audibily sigh. She looked down immediately where did that come from?[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]He laughed and moved closer, “So you’re the birthda[/SIZE][SIZE=12pt]y girl?” [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]God she could just listen to that accent all night.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Yes, I am, who are you?” Had to be mindful of who she was speaking with.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Zarek, you’re Rekha” She nodded “ummhmm” Her knees were weak. She went to step backwards to put more space between them when she faltered.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]He reflexes were so quick he grabbed her and kept her from falling, “becareful mon chaton”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]The whispers of a life past began to swirl around inside her head the green eyed brunette shook her head. The past was coming up a lot lately in her quiet time perhaps it was time to think about what was bothering her.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Zarek. Mon Loup.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]As big as the galaxy was no matter how far she traveled it was fate that had her running into him again. He was, sex on a stick something that women wanted no matter how bad they knew it was for them. Zarek wasn’t that worst at what he did far from it. That silky voice with that accent that sent instant shivers down the spine, the smoky stare of his dark brown eyes, and of course the body that fueled the imagination.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Yeah, he wasn’t bad.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]It was never his looks that got her in trouble, it was the things he asked of her. Goddess, where did that start?[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Rekha went over and poured herself a glass of wine, leaning against the bar she began to think, how old was she when she met him?[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]The Past[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]It was her 17th birthday Thaddeus was throwing her a party she wasn’t quite old enough for drinking depending upon the culture they claimed so tonight they claimed mandalorian as their children grew up fast.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Rekha held a glass of something with bubbles that tickled her nose. Thaddeus her savior who she had lived with the last nine years became mother and father to her. Tonight could not have been more perfect.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]There were well wishers every where people she did not know, that came in once their heard there was a party. Laughter rang out from each corner, it was a great night. She was hot all the people in the bar made it almost unbearable to be inside.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Waving to Thaddeus to tell him where she was going she slipped outside. The cool air kissed her skin and almost immediately she felt relief. Leaning over the balcony looking down into the streets she felt on top of the world.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Lifting her arms out to her sides, tilting her head back. “HAHAHAHA” she laughed.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Well now”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Rekha jumped back, “who is there?” She tried to keep the fact that someone had just scared her to pieces out of her voice.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Slowly from the shadows he emerged. Tall, dark, handsome, every girls dream. “Hi” her voice almost cracked.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Hello” his voice was so soft, it was silk and made her audibily sigh. She looked down immediately where did that come from?[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]He laughed and moved closer, “So you’re the birthda[/SIZE][SIZE=12pt]y girl?” [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]God she could just listen to that accent all night.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Yes, I am, who are you?” Had to be mindful of who she was speaking with.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Zarek, you’re Rekha” She nodded “ummhmm” Her knees were weak. She went to step backwards to put more space between them when she faltered.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]He reflexes were so quick he grabbed her and kept her from falling, “becareful mon chaton”[/SIZE]