Post by Christian Lecroix on Mar 31, 2010 16:52:43 GMT -5
He didn’t know why there had been such an urgency to leave.
The one thing Christian had been sure about was he needed to leave. The reason still had not settled with him yet but as he walked, he was sure it would come to him. With his cigarette slowly burning in his hand, he brought it up to his mouth for a long drag. Oh, that was the trick. His mind calmed as soon as he felt the nicotine working its magic on him. Then the question rose in his mind again, this time, he could not escape the answer. Upon seeing the young Agent Harle, Christian was impressed by the resume and the passion of the man. Most would not been able to see it from a file but Christian had.
Was it the simple fact that in the moment upon meeting him, he could not help but think that he was destined for more. Harle didn’t need him. He could have handled this case without the FBI but Christian wanted in. He needed to feel that he was important. Was Tyler his answer? He didn’t know. Upon hearing his name being called out, Christian had stopped dead in his tracks before turning on his heel. Could it be? Yes. Tyler was following him.
"Tyler? What are you doing? Christian questioned. He started closing the gap between the two agents.
Upon coming closer to him, Christian sucked a breath in. There was something about this young brunette he couldn’t deny, that he couldn’t turn away from. His rugged looks compared with the innocence of a young Agent. He couldn’t turn him away now. He needed him to stay, to make things better.
“We could be caught if we are seen together.” Christian whispered, dropping his cigarette into the snow bank beside them.
The one thing Christian had been sure about was he needed to leave. The reason still had not settled with him yet but as he walked, he was sure it would come to him. With his cigarette slowly burning in his hand, he brought it up to his mouth for a long drag. Oh, that was the trick. His mind calmed as soon as he felt the nicotine working its magic on him. Then the question rose in his mind again, this time, he could not escape the answer. Upon seeing the young Agent Harle, Christian was impressed by the resume and the passion of the man. Most would not been able to see it from a file but Christian had.
Was it the simple fact that in the moment upon meeting him, he could not help but think that he was destined for more. Harle didn’t need him. He could have handled this case without the FBI but Christian wanted in. He needed to feel that he was important. Was Tyler his answer? He didn’t know. Upon hearing his name being called out, Christian had stopped dead in his tracks before turning on his heel. Could it be? Yes. Tyler was following him.
"Tyler? What are you doing? Christian questioned. He started closing the gap between the two agents.
Upon coming closer to him, Christian sucked a breath in. There was something about this young brunette he couldn’t deny, that he couldn’t turn away from. His rugged looks compared with the innocence of a young Agent. He couldn’t turn him away now. He needed him to stay, to make things better.
“We could be caught if we are seen together.” Christian whispered, dropping his cigarette into the snow bank beside them.
