Accidental Demon Slayers: Melody of Light pt. 10

Ashtyn made her way off the plane, doing her best not to get pushed over in the sudden rush of people moving through the narrow aisle.  She felt a sudden push on her shoulder, and her feet gave out from beneath her.  She was falling forward, her face aiming right for the corner of an armrest.  Great, she thought, just what I need to start my trip off on the right foot, a split skull.   

Two strong hands suddenly wrapped around her waist, and pulled her upright. 

“People should be more careful.”  A deep, male voice floated into her ear.  She couldn’t be sure, but it sounded like it had a hint of an Italian accent. 

Ashtyn turned her head.  “Thanks…” Her words caught in her throat. 

Her hero was about six feet tall, with bronze skin, deep brown eyes, and shaggy black hair.  His face looked like it was chiseled out of stone, with perfect cheek bones, and lips that could only be described as kissable. 

He smiled, revealing a set of perfectly angelic dimples. 

“Are you okay?”  He let her go, and instantly Ashtyn missed the feel of his hands. 

“Yeah…” She was still dumb struck by him.  She had never seen a guy this… beautiful.  He wasn’t just handsome.  He was beautiful. 

“I’m Q.”  He held out his hand, which Ashtyn took quickly. 

“Ashtyn.” 

“First time to Heartsong Island?” He stepped in front of her, and started to make his way towards the front of the plane, making sure the keep the way open for her so that no other over eager tourists could try and knock her off her feet. 

“First time anywhere outside of Chicago.”  She could feel her words coming back to her slowly.  Her brain was still processing the perfection before her that was named Q.  “You?” 

“I guess you could say I’m a native.” He glanced at her over his shoulder.  “Born in Rome, but my family moved here when I was six. I’m actually going to be working at one of the hotels around here.  The Hideaway.” 

Ashtyn nearly giggled with glee.  “And I’m actually going to be staying there.” 

As they stepped off the plane, and onto the small set of steps leading down to the tarmac, Ashtyn glanced at Q’s hand as he grasped the railing.  There was no ring.  That didn’t mean much, but it gave her a little hope. 

“So, what are you doing at the hotel?”  Ashtyn tried her best to sound natural, and was pleased that she didn’t stutter any of the words as she spoke. 

“I guess you could say I manage their star attraction.”  He gave her a sly smile, then stepped onto the tarmac. 

“Ashtyn, over here!”  Rita’s voice broke through the noise of the tourists. 

Ashtyn turned, and saw her friends standing on the tarmac, Rita with her arm raised, flagging her down. 

“Looks like your friends are looking for you.”  Q held out his head again.  “I’ll see you around?” 

“I hope so.”  Ashtyn instantly regretted the words as they hit the air.  I hope so?  It sounded so sleazy. 

With one final smile, Q was off, and Ashtyn was starting towards her friends. 

The group was huddled together, everyone in their beach wear.  They all looked so… different to her.  Seeing all the guys in shorts was something she wasn’t use to, especially Max, who usually stuck to his dark suits and vibrantly colored dress shirts.  Today he was wearing a white linen button up, and a pair of board shorts that hung just below his knees.  Kurt and Bobby were dressed similar, with Bobby sporting a black T-shirt with the words “I Heart Showgirls” written on the front.  Clare wore a large, straw hat and a pale blue summer dress that showed the silhouette of her body when the sunlight shown through the fabric. 

Rita was the one who stood out.  She wore denim short shorts and a gray tank top, her large breasts bobbling around freely as she jumped and waved for Ashtyn to join them.  The last time she had see her, the girl had been strapped to an altar, half naked and ready to be ritualistically de-flowered by her own, skinless father.  Today she was bubbly, and bouncy. Very bouncy. 

Ashtyn had to admit; something about the way Rita looked excited her.  She had always been attracted to women.  She never hid the fact from anyone.  It was just that it had been awhile since she had seen a woman that had actually excited her.  Rita, with her hair pulled back and hidden under a baseball cap, and with that big smile and sparkling eyes, just seemed so beautiful. 

Ashtyn laughed to herself.  That was the second time that day she had described someone using the word ‘beautiful’.  Most likely her hormones were running wild due to all the fresh air and sunshine. 

How long had it been since she had been with someone?  She didn’t want to know the answer.  It would probably just depress her.  Instead she focused on the fact that she was a free agent.  She had options, and every option was just as enticing as the last.