Page 21 of Mountain Orc Daddy

The entire walk back to our campsite, I could feel his eyes on me as he followed. At the time, I just assumed he was suspicious of all of us. Now I’m pretty sure it wasn’t suspicion that kept his eyes on me.

I love it, to be honest. Having his attention like that has made me feel special. It’s what drew me to want to get to know him better at first.

Now I have his attention all the time. And he has mine. We hang onto each other’s every word like we’re the only two people in the world.

I can’t think of a better way to have spent the last six days.

Five.

Five days since he kissed me. That feeling of our first kiss will stay with me forever. As long as I live, it will be seared into my brain.

That first night, we talked under the stars right past midnight. Maybe he was too tired and couldn’t control himself. Whatever his reason was, I’m not complaining.

It all happened so fast. He leaned towards me and suddenly we were kissing. It was like in the movies, or romance novels, when two love interests kiss for the first time and fireworks start going off. I felt those fireworks.

I instantly wanted more of him. I grabbed his head and tried to pull him closer to me, wanting to feel his body on mine. But maybe I was too eager or moved too quickly. As soon as I did, he pulled away and said goodnight.

Back in my tent, I couldn’t sleep at first. I just paced back and forth thinking about him. Would it be awkward in the morning? Would he ignore me? Would my family be able to tell that something happened between us?

When I finally laid down in my sleeping bag, I could still feel the touch of his lips. I was praying that it wouldn't be our last kiss. Luckily, my prayer came true.

I bend down to the sleeping Uzul and wake him up with a kiss. His eyes fling open with surprise but soften when they see me. He grabs me and pulls me close for a deeper kiss, just like I had to him five days ago.

“Wake up,” I whisper, pulling away from his kiss. “It’s almost time,” I kiss him again.

Five days’ worth of kisses between us. I can’t wait to have even more.

Three.

It’s been three days since Uzul came back to the city with me. Three days of exploring Boston with him. Three days of teaching him about all that this place has to offer.

Showing him around has taken more energy than I thought I had, but for him I powered through. Seeing his world expand so much has been rewarding. It was truly like he was living in a different world back with his tribe.

One day we’ll laugh about how long it took him to understand the concept of paying rent. He honestly made a lot of good points. I just don’t see my landlord, a dragon shifter, listening too much.

It has also been an adjustment for him to get used to being around so many people. Yesterday we walked all around the city, in large crowds of people. He took it slightly better than I expected.

“There are too many people,” he had muttered to me as we moved through a crowd of business people on their way to work. “How do you feed all of them?”

“We have a lot of farms.” Uzul just grunted in response.

It was going rather uneventfully until someone started blaring their horn in traffic. The sound startled Uzul, causing him to grab on to me and pull me close. My heart fluttered knowing his first instinct at danger was to protect me.

I leave the memory as I watch Uzul finally get up and shake off his deep slumber. I pretend to look away, but watch out of the corner of my eye as he gets changed for the day. His body has just as many scars as it does muscles. I hope to one day get to ask about them all.

For now, I settle for holding his hand as we step out of my townhouse into the early morning. It’s so early no one is even out and about yet, the street lights are still on, and the sun hasn’t risen yet. But that last one is the entire point.

Uzul and I head straight for the park. We get there just in time. Just in time to see sunlight break into the sky over the trees.

This is the culmination of our three days in the city together. A quiet, peaceful moment alone together after three hectic days.

One.

We watch the sunrise together and it’s now officially one week. One week since my life was completely changed by this orc.

In a weird way, I never appreciated this city until I could see it through his eyes. Everything is so new to Uzul. Explaining it all to him has helped me appreciate the hidden beauty here.

I remember, in the car driving here from the mountains, his wide-eyed amazement as he saw the city skyline for the first time. Boston isn’t typically known for its skyline, but to an orc who lived in the woods his whole life, it was truly something.

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