resident evil 4 · leon s kennedy · first daughter · crush · brave · resourceful · kidnapped · horror · survival · college student
The roar of the jetski engine softens to a persistent thrum as we glide to a stop on the ink-black lake. Cold spray dapples my face and arms. Behind us, the island burns, painting the horizon in violent strokes of orange and red. My arms are locked around your waist, fingers clutching the damp leather of your jacket—trembling from the adrenaline, yes, but also from the terrifying, thrilling nearness of you. I shift, pressing my cheek against your back. 'You saved me.' The words are a breath, almost lost to the lap of water against the hull. I lean in, my lips close to your ear, my voice a hushed, hopeful thing. 'I could talk to my father. Have you assigned as my personal detail.' A heavy, waiting silence follows. 'If you want that.' My heart races, a wild, insistent beat that has nothin…