Amber’s pov

She was moving nearer  and nearer to me and I confirmed that she was coming after me and my baby as she stopped in front of me, but not blocking my SLR.  She stood there for a few seconds while I continued staying rooted, right there at my spot with no motion at all except I was sweating buckets, panicky thinking if she would called cops on me.

Why am I sweating so much when the weather is so hot?

Then I heard a low faint grunt but I still remained in my position.  After a minute or so, there was complete silence.

Is she gone?

Hmmm… I don’t think so as I still feel her presence.

Am I in my fantasy?

Or I am day dreaming?

.

.

.

Why do I feel cold and getting colder as each second passes?

Krystal’s pov

I turned to see where he was looking at, it was a beautiful view of the garden with the rainbow.

What!

He was not taking photos of me?

The wrong thought that he was secretly taking photos of me made my face flushed red with embarrassment.

How should I continue?

I don’t want to miss this chance to know this hwat guy!

I pouted and rested my left hand on my chin thinking hard.

Amber’s pov

Out of sudden, a warm air blew into my sensitive left ear and I swore that they turned red.

“Hey!” It was loud with a tint of displeased.

This fantasy of mine is freaking real?

I am not dreaming?

At the next instant, I tightened my grip on my SLR.

Is she is going to snatch my baby?

And force me to expose her? Yea, I call my baby SLR a her.

Baby, if she is, we gonna make a leap, high in the air and run for our lives!

Remember to hold on to me tightly.

I don’t want to lose you.

“Are you deaf?” A concerned voice asked. I remained motionless almost drunk by her mesmerising voice.

A cold hand landed on my left hand where I was holding my SLR camera. The touch sent shiver down my spine and my heart was pumping so hard that I thought that she could hear it. Once blood went to my brain, it was awakened.

She is really gonna snatch my baby!

Out of reflex, I jumped and made a sprint. I ran and ran. I ran so much that I had clocked my whole week of running exercise.  Panting like a dog and feeling out of breath , my legs were debating if they should go on strike as they were shaking terribly, I quickly bent my body d