They both scrambled to their feet and began searching the surrounding area for a suitable place to stay for the night. I laughed as they growled at one another when they both chose the semi trailer. I could only stare as they tossed their bags in the trailer and began stripping. Mike had the beginnings of a rash sweeping across his chest, while Chad's was slowly creeping down from his shoulders. Both had blue black veins radiating away from the rash. The spread of their infection didn't deter from their attractiveness.
I waited for them to become distracted, then grabbed my bags and took off down the road. I didn't bother looking back when I heard their outraged yells. I continued running until my entire body hurt. I had come across a couple of infected and dodged their outstretched hands. I finally stopped running when the semi truck was no longer in sight. I sighed and continued on down the highway. I saw a RV stopped just up ahead and figured that it would be a good place to stop for the night.
I checked around the RV for any infected and found it clean. Now I just had to check inside. I went to the door, eased it open, and came face to face with the wrong end of a double barrel shotgun. "Don't shoot!" I raised my hands in the air and prayed to God that whoever was on the other end didn't pull the trigger.
"Why shouldn't I?" the voice was gruff and reminded me of Chad's deep voice. But the man holding the shotgun was nothing like him at all.
"Because once the sun goes down the blood will attract infected." I stared at the most decadent pair of eyes I had ever seen. They looked like milk chocolate with flecks of gold scattered through them.
"That's true but why should I let you into my hideout?" His voice was gruff but had the smoothest undertones to it. It was one of those voices you could spend hours listening too. The kind you only have to listen to a couple of words and your panties are soaked from need. The contrast of his dirty white shirt against his dark chocolate skin only added to his sexual appeal.
"I'm willing to help out in any way possible." I could only hope that he was willing to take me up on my offer. I knew that my chances of surviving this encounter was a 50/50 chance but I was willing to take that chance. I knew that Mike and Chad might be following me and personally all their talk of all of us being infected just sounded crazy.
"You're willing to do anything?" He smiled at me and my heart started thundering in my chest. He had one of those panty dropping smiles. It seemed that everything about this man was sex personified. He lowered the shotgun and held out his hand. "Name's Alexander."
"Nichole." I grasped his hand and felt an electric shock flow through my arm and into my core. My small hand had completely disappeared inside his. I could just imagine those huge hands caressing my tits. Just the image of it sent a shiver of ecstasy down my spine. I pulled my hand from his before I started to shake from his touch.
"Well, Nichole, welcome to my humble abode." He stepped back out of the doorway and swept his hand out. I smirked at his humor and went into the RV. It had a single bed, a small kitchen area, a dining area, and an even smaller bathroom. "It isn't much but it works."
"It's better than sleeping out in the open." I looked over my shoulder at him and finally took in the broad expanse of his shoulders and chest. "So what did you do before all this happened?'
"I was a fireman. I was on leave for an injury when the reports started coming in. By the time I was well enough to be of any use it was too late. All the men at my station had either died from the initial wave, been infected, or had evacuated when I finally made it back to the station."
I could feel his gaze wandering over my body, sending little jolts of pleasure through my system. "So how long has it been since the initial outbreak?"
"A few weeks. Why do you ask?"
"I met two men a couple of days ago and they said the same thing." I sat down in the little dining area and stared at the floor. "So they were telling the truth."
"Did they also tell you that you are infected?"
"Yeah. How did you know?" I looked up at him and stared at him. He was sex on a stick that was for sure but my libido had diminished immensely since we had started this conversation.
"Because you have the rash on your neck and the starting of blue black veining running up into your face." He smiled at me sadly as I touched my neck and felt several bumps. I went into the bathroom and looked into the small mirror. He had been telling the truth. I had the rash and blue black veins. I left the bathroom and sat back down. "Why did you let me in? Why didn't you kill me?"
"Because you're obviously not like the regular infected, or any of the other infected I have come across, except for maybe a Queen."
"I didn't have this rash before now."
"Did you exert yourself lately?"
