Agent on the Run

All of my experiences up till now with love and passion seemed empty and tasteless in comparison to the bold richness that was unfolding in my life in the course of but a single day. Thankfully I truly was free of my past mistakes thanks to the atoning sacrificial blood of Jesus that had washed all my sins away.

This time would be done the right way. This time I would focus on pleasing God before I pleased myself. A good place to start doing that was to pray, as I was but a weak man faced with a powerful temptation sitting by my fire awaiting my return.

Flicker glanced up as Utah came back into the firelight. He still hadn't put a shirt on and she let herself gaze in appreciation. She liked the sight of strength. It reminded her of her brothers and the few treasured memories she still had of her father.

She tugged on the edge of the shirt, as he leaned down to her and said, "These are pretty much dry."

He laid her shorts down beside her before moving away to lay out her other close to dry by the fire. He then turned away with his back to her to wait and she quickly rose to step into her shorts.

"Okay." She said husky voiced and he turned back around and she sat back down by the fire quickly glancing away from him, only too aware of her bare thighs.

Silence ensued and she reached up to get a tangle out of her hair. The tangle of hair was knotted up royally. It was impossible!

One metallic finger shifted into the form of a blade and she sliced through the knotted up hair tangle. Several locks of hair fell to the ground and she jumped with surprise, as Utah called out gruffly, "Hey!"

He sounded angry. Why was he angry?

Flicker stuttered over her words, "I had a tangle and I don't have a brush."

"Well that's not the way to do it!"

Before she could even respond he was up on his feet coming over to her to kneel down behind her. She was unprepared for the feel of his fingers combing through her long hair. Her long hair was one of the few vanities that she still had.

Her hair really was more trouble than it was worth and she had debated more than one time about hacking it all off. She held still, as Utah worked the tangles out gently but firmly. She really appreciated what he was doing.

"Don't be cutting off your hair again like that!" Utah said reprovingly.