Sounds like a kidnapping

“Breakfast time!”

He tried to sound cheerful, but after days of apathy from her his optimism was beginning to wear thin. He had done everything, he thought. Obviously not. There had to be some way to make her amenable to him. Care about him, if at least for her well being. Something. Ever since he had brought her here and treated her like a princess, she had eyed him warily from her corner and promptly ignored him every time he approached.

Being standoffish as well didn’t get him any points. Showering her with attention probably was worse. Acting normally didn’t help when his normal included the desire to run a hand down her back.

“They told me some cats were difficult,” he muttered under his breath, almost pained.

She ignored him.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s