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The Littlest Red Hood Part 3
Date: 10/22/2015, Categories: Supernatural, Author: MadameMolly, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories
it was that she didn’t want anyone searching their own homes, but the biggest reason was she didn’t want to see Micah so soon. She needed space from him because she couldn’t think straight when he was near. The first couple of houses they searched the people asked them what we were looking for, but after word spread, everyone was waiting for them. They searched everywhere, inside baskets and potato holes. Barns, haystacks, under porches, they even searched through wood piles. They didn’t find anything. Cade’s group found a couple rabbits and a few squirrels mauled near Deacon John’s wood pile, but nothing else. Cade said he would meet Esther at the well an hour after dark for her to start her patrol. Cordelia went to tell the Bishop what the results of the search were. Before she left he told her she was right about John, and he had sent him home. After that Cordelia went home to sleep. Cordelia and Anthony walked the village, but they heard and saw nothing. It was a little after midnight when she got home. She made a bath and washed away the day that clung to her skin. She wrapped the towel around herself just as there was a knock at her back door. ‘Micah, oh Lord I forgot he had asked to come over tonight,’ she thought in a panic. She stood there not knowing if she should open the door or not. He knocked again and said, “Cordelia, I can hear you breathing. Let me in.” She held the towel tighter and opened the door. “Micah, I’m sorry I forgot you were coming over and I’m not ... dressed for company. Besides it’s been a long day and I’m tired.” Micah took in her partially naked state, but he hadn’t stepped inside yet. He leaned down to her neck and whispered, “Let me come in, please.” A shiver ran through her and all the reasons why he shouldn’t come in left her mind. Cordelia stood back and let him walk through the door. Micah sat at her table and she stood leaning on the counter. Feeling a cool breeze blow through the window reminded her that she was still in her towel and her face flushed. “Please give me a moment to get dressed.” “No that’s okay; I won’t be here but a minute. I just needed to let you know that I will be leaving in a little bit. Aunt Helen and I had a disagreement, so I will be going home earlier than I thought.” Cordelia felt like someone had just hit her in the stomach. “What? You’re leaving? Did you two argue because of me?” her voice was soft. “No, not because of you. We fought because of the one that is always following you around. What is his name, Cade, is that it?” She nodded, because she wasn’t sure she could speak. “He came into Helen’s home and started questioning me about where I was from and what my plans were. I answered the questions he asked because I have nothing to hide. Then he crossed the line, and words were exchanged. Aunt Helen seems to think I egged it on. I disagree.” Micah was angry. His eyes grew greener, and they appeared to glow in the soft light of the one candle she had lit. “What did he say, Micah?” ...