The Littlest Red Hood Part 2 - Sex Stories

The Littlest Red Hood Part 2

... could catch up with them,” she asked, keeping her voice steady. He shook his head, “No Cordelia, they have been gone for about an hour now. I am sure one of them will fill you in when they get back. You seem to have been struggling with something the last few months. Perhaps you should take this opportunity to sort yourself out.” He finally looked up at her. “You may go now.” “Yes sir.” Her voice came out a lot steadier then she felt. She was angry and hurt. ‘Why do people keep saying that I am changing?” she thought angrily. ‘I made one mistake, one time. One time in three years and the Bishop is acting like this. I didn’t get anyone killed. All I did was go running without a weapon.’ She was fuming by the time she left the church. She was so angry that she wasn’t watching where she was going and slammed into someone. She hit them hard enough that it knocked her off balance. Before she hit the ground Micah’s arms were around her. They stood still looking into each other’s eyes. ‘He is even more beautiful in the sun,’ she thought. “Cordelia?” “What?” she asked. “Are you alright?” he asked again. She realized he still had her in his arms around and quickly stepped back. “Yes, I’m fine. Are you alright?” He grinned down at her. ‘He really shouldn’t do that,’ she thought as butterflies started in her belly. “Yes I’m fine. I was on my way to get something for breakfast. Aunt Helen is still sleeping last night off. Would you like to join me?” She was hungry and deep down she was ...

... excited at the thought of spending more time with him. Plus she had some time to kill before her team came back. “That would be great.” He gave her an amazing smile. “Good.” They went to the only inn in the village. Thankfully it was mostly empty, but the people that were still there were staring at them and whispering amongst themselves. They ordered their breakfast and Micah looked around the inn. After a few scans he leaned across the table, “Everyone is talking about us.” Cordelia smiled, “You noticed huh?” “They’re trying to figure out who I am.” “More like their wondering why you’re sitting with me.” His furrowed his brow and asked, “Why would sitting with you be a bigger deal than who I am?” “I never eat with anyone.” He laughed and leaned back in his chair. He didn’t believe her, but her expression must have told him that she was telling the truth. “You’re serious aren’t you? You never come here with Cade or anyone else?” She crossed her arms across chest and sighed. “I told you last night that Cade and I were just friends and I meant it. I don’t date because I’m not home enough to date.” “Other people in the Red Hood date. Some of them are even married. Is it that there is no time, or is it a personal preference not to get close to anyone?” “Personal preference,” she mumbled, not feeling comfortable talking her lack of a love life. “So why aren’t you married?” He looked down and ran his hands over his shirt straightening it, “I was married. She died.” His voice was ...