by Eden Rose
That was the right answer. This man was good. Very slick. Vincent knew the right words that will pull me back in and I wanted to dig my claws in him so he couldn't shake me again.
I let myself say it. I didn't want to but I felt it in my heart again. That kick of excitement. I felt butterflies in my stomach and I didn't want to fall again because I didn't want to get hurt. But I wanted to say it. I needed to say it. I also knew that he needed to hear it too. I wanted him back in my life, not just in my dream life. "I love you too."
"So, are you going to let me back in?" He asked in a cute way.
Words were for other days and I didn't have the words for this day. I just needed my fantasy and dream world today. Words can happen tomorrow. I dipped my head back so he could kiss my lips.
"Thank you! Thank you so much," he said quietly as he kissed me. "I won't ever let you down. From now on, your happiness will always be first. I love you. Close your eyes and try to sleep a little bit before the plane lands."
I obliged and nestled my head on his shoulder. With a few deep breaths I fell asleep as I listened to his heart beat.
Best lullaby ever.
*
"Wake up, we are here." Vincent whispered as my head moved and I grasped everything that happened. He stood up and extended his hand to me, I took it and we walked out of the plane in silence.
"How far are we from the hotel?" I asked as we left the airport. Walking around in this dress is very embarrassing and I am craving a bed right now.
"Right around the corner. Are you hungry? Did you want to stop and get some clothes?" We were walking outside and to feel the new atmosphere was delightful.
Stopping anywhere right now is the last thing that I wanted to do. "I want to go to our room. Is that all right with you?" I squeezed his hand and looked up at him. Those brown eyes held my covered olive eyes and I felt like I could melt to the sidewalk.
"Of course."
I am in a awkward predicament. We are going to be in a hotel with one bed and a romantic hot tub. What the hell am I supposed to do? Are we supposed to forget these past weeks have happened and are supposed to be lovers again? Where will I sleep? I wonder if he is under the impression that we are sharing the same bed.
Should we share the same bed? It would feel amazing for him to be wrapped around me and telling me that everything is going to be okay.
My mother used to say that some things will look different in the morning light and not to be so focused on how they look right now. Maybe after I get some sleep, some of these things that I am unsure about will be crystal clear.
I need crystal clear so bad. My mind and heart are playing ping pong and my emotions are the ball.
When we arrived at the hotel, I was amazed as to how big it is. There were so many windows and I felt scared again. Windows means that someone could be watching me. As we walked in, I swallowed my fear and secured my glasses on my face. I didn't want this young clerk to see my face.
"Hello, welcome. What brings you in so early in the morning?" The clerk asked with a super young voice. I looked over her and was jealous of how cute she is. Brown hair and brown eyes with a cute little nose.
I opened my mouth to speak but Vincent was the one that answered. My hand was still tucked in his but he didn't look at me. "We have a reservation for Vincent and Savannah Moretti."
I gasped as he said our names together and with his last name. He looked down at me and smiled. This man is a head trip. But hell, it sounded so good to have our names together. Natural, almost as if that is the way things were supposed to be. That I am meant to be here with him.
As of right now, I would give anything to be able to forget everything but our happy times.
The clerk is oblivious to my and Vincent's silent conversation and she was quick to get us checked in. "Certainly, Mr. And Mrs. We have your spa room reserved for the first floor. Is that amendable for you?" The clerk did not look up and I was extremely thankful that she couldn't see my facial impression.
"No!" I screamed and immediately covered my mouth. I didn't mean to sound like a complete wacko. "I am sorry, what I mean is there another spa room available away from the public crowd?" I knew that the clerk probably thinks we are here for sex and that we are going to be really loud. I am so happy that she probably thinks that I am just a crazy slut.
The clerk snapped her head back but she recovered quickly. I didn't mean to upset her. "Um, sure, the third floor work for you?"
"Yes! Also, please do not let or tell anyone our room number," I requested while slipping her a twenty.
Vincent watched this whole exchange with a horrid look on his face. He probably feels so guilty that I am acting so scared. There is nothing that I could possibly do to ease his guilt. I am hurting so much and its just not physical.
We collected our keys and left to find our room. Since we were still in black tie, we probably looked insane. Utterly certifiably insane. But all of our questionable sanity was forgotten quickly. As we walked into our room, I was instantly in love with it.
The king sized bed looked so comfortable that I stripped out of my dress and ran for it. Oww! Shit! That hurts, I need to be more careful. The walls were painted a light mint green, there is a mini fridge and right in the middle of the room was the hot tub. I shuddered as I leaned down to take my shoes off. That hot tub was going to feel like heaven on my bruised muscles which are screaming in protest from my running.
Vincent started to empty his pockets out on the table and I don't know why I am so surprised that he has a wad of money rolled up and tied off with a rubber band. There has got to be a few grand there. In order to not freak myself out, I am low balling the amount. "Baby doll, you look absolutely beautiful on the bed," he walked towards me as I took my glasses off to look in the mirror.
My left eye was puffed up, my right cheek had a big bruise growing on it and my chin had a cut. The woman staring back at me looked nothing like me. The eyes of this woman looked so frightened and worried. This woman is a scared little mouse. "Wow, he sure knows how to beat the shit out of a woman," I winced as I touched my face. My pale skin was bruised. Millstone hit me more times than I thought he had; those might have happened when I passed out. My arms were bruised and my wrists and ankles were bruised into hand marks.
I look as if someone has ran me over with a dump truck. I feel ugly and misused.
Vincent looked away from me as I was touching the marks. I could tell he was upset. This wasn't his fault. "Vincent, this wasn't your fault." I would say anything to ease his guilt.
"Yes it was. Words can not express the amount of hate that flooded through me as I seen him pulling your dress off. You looked like an angel, so serene." He came walking towards me and I held out my arms to invite him to hug me. "I won't ever forgive myself for sending you away to live with Joel. If you would have... I don't know... been killed or he violated you, I would have died." He hugged me tenderly as he stood between my legs. "Please forgive me. I will spend a lifetime making it up to you." His words were filled and dripping with sincerity.
I pulled his face away from my neck and looked deep into his eyes and seen the sincerity that he expressed. Those eyes made me want to throw in the towel and never leave the bedroom. "I already have." The statement is true but if we are going to do anything about our attraction to each other, I will need to protect myself. I knew all too well what it felt like to be dropped and it is a feeling that I will never forget nor want to experience again.
"I don't deserve you. I am a lucky ass bastard. I love you."
I pulled him into my core again. "I love you too."
He gingerly picked me up and sat me at the end of the bed. I watched him as he turned down the bed and fluffed the pillows on the side I was just sitting on. Vincent moved with confidence and grace as he got my side ready.
Slowly, he walked towards me and I began to shiver when he grabbed a hold of my elbows and pulled me up. I am delicately moved to the front of the bed and laid down. There
is so much tenderness that he is showing me that my heart began to beat faster.
Even though it is six in the morning, my eyes began to close since my body clock is so off. The blankets were brought up to my neck and Vincent tucked me in. There was a dip on the other side of me and he got into the blankets as well. With a kiss on the top of my head, I rolled over so I was facing away from him and he spooned me.
"Sleep well, my love."
Chapter Three
I awoke a few hours later to find the spot next to me cold. Was it all just a dream? It was a very good dream. I dreamed that Vincent was cuddled around me and I felt safe. I haven't slept this good in a long time.
Tears fell from my eyes and I couldn't and would not do a damn thing to stop them. My shoulders began to shake and I willed my tears to exhaust me so I could fall asleep again and dream of him.
Its just... waking up in an empty bed and falling asleep in an empty bed, just reminds me that I am alone and that he is gone. Vincent is really gone. The only thing that I have left from him is the painful memories of happy times.
Pull it together! You are a grown woman and don't need to be blubbering over an ex.
I convinced myself to calm down right about the time where new panic began to take place. Yep, I am totally naked and in a strange bed. How in the hell did I end up here?
My hand reached out to the side of the bed that was unoccupied and the tears fell again. I miss him so much.
"Shhh, baby. What happened?" I heard his voice as a pair of arms pulled me into a tight hug.
"Is that you?" If I open my eyes and it is not who I am hoping it is... I will just fall apart.
Hands grabbed my face and I looked into a pair of chocolate brown eyes that were filled with concern. "What's wrong?" His voice was so soothing.
I placed my hands over his hands that were holding on to my cheeks and the dam broke. "I thought... you... were... gone," I tried to be a big girl and not sob through the conversation but it didn't work.
My face was showered with kisses and then Vincent spoke to me slowly and concisely. "I promise, I won't leave you."
The declaration only made me cry harder. "You said that before," the words were murmured and I am hoping he didn't hear them. It is never my intention to be hurtful to anyone and I didn't want to hurt him.
The gasp of pain that flew out of his mouth was proof that he did hear me. "Savannah, lay back down and go back to sleep."
My breath quickened and I got scared again. What happens when I wake up? Will he still be here? Stubbornly, I stuck my lip out in a pout and did not lay down. "No, please!" I begged like the fool that I am. "I can't go back to sleep! Please, no!"
Vincent crawled into the bed and grabbed my waist to bring it over to him as he laid down. "I will be here." I kept shaking my head and kept fighting from laying down. Once he maneuvered me into laying down, he kissed me lightly on the lips. "You are my life now. Savannah, you are necessary to my survival."
The words he said sent me to sleep.
*
That night in the hotel was when I got to find out everything that happened in order to lead up to this. Vincent laid in the hot tub with me and rubbed my feet as I closed my eyes.
Mm, so good. That man has magic for hands.
"How did you find out about everything?"
"Well, after we made love in the shower," I blushed as I remembered how great it felt for him to be inside, "Sammy came from a meeting with the council to discuss you, Joel and myself. Millstone stated that he put a price tag on your head because you and I are engaged."
"Did you just say 'are'?" I looked at him as I pushed my hair out of my face and into a sloppy bun without a pony. There was no way in hell that I am going to let him off the hook. I don't care that he broke up with me because it was safe for me or whatever. He still broke up with me and that is not something that I will forget over night.
"We will discuss labels later." Vincent took a breath and looked away. I splashed some water at him to entice him to keep speaking. "Sammy discussed how the price tag was very high. I told him that I would just give him the money, but he said that it wouldn't work out that way. We had to discuss what we were going to do in order to keep you safe. Sammy was the one that suggested we call Joel because then you couldn't get popped. I begged him to not go through with that but he was right. If you went with Joel then they couldn't go through with the hit."
I opened my eyes and looked at him. "Why?" What I was questioning was unknown. I wanted answers to everything. Even answers to questions that I have not thought to ask yet.
"Because you couldn't hit a made member's lady. Anyways, the reason why I did that in front of everyone was because I couldn't go through with it. When Sammy called Joel, he put the call on speaker phone. That jerk sounded so happy that he could come get you. It was absolutely awful," he looked away from me and I noticed that he was trying to not cry. "When you left me that day... well, I don't think I could through with that again." His eyes were wide when he looked back at me almost as if he were trying to get me to see his remorse for what he did.
I moved from the other side of the tub and placed myself on his lap. With my chest resting on his, I placed my hands on his cheeks and sat right on his dick. I fought the urge to wiggle on top of his member especially since I felt it hardening against the crease of my ass. "Please, can we move on? I don't want to keep reliving those weeks," when he nodded, I kissed him. I wrapped my arms around his head to pull him to my kiss more. With my lips parted, he took the initiative and slipped his tongue in between my lips. I welcomed him and met him with my tongue. "I missed you... so much," I whispered in between kisses. "I don't ever want to feel that way again," he kissed me deeper and wrapped his arms around my back. "Mm, that feels so good," I moaned as his dick got thicker and started to work its way into my sex.
"Are you sure this is what you want to do tonight?" He broke our kiss and took my cheeks in his hands to look in my eyes. "I don't want you to feel like I am rushing you."
"Please. Please touch me," I begged and pulled him back in. "Please, I just want to feel you." He grasped my back tighter and brushed my falling bun out of the way. I pushed my tongue through his teeth and lifted my thighs up enough to position myself directly on top of his tip. With one lowering move, I took him all the way in. "Holy... shit!" His dick was so hard that my sex engulfed him and the cushy walls of my sex hugged him tightly. I moved slowly up and down in order to savor this. "You," I lifted back up and wrapped my arms tighter around his neck, "feel so good inside me."
I kept my hands wrapped around his neck as I controlled the speed. He moaned in my ear as I rested my nose on his and licked the base of his lips. With the hot water hugging us, and the feeling of having Vincent this close to me was the greatest feeling. Never did I change the pace. I wanted to enjoy the feeling of him. Just him.
I leaned my head onto his shoulder and nuzzled into his neck. "Baby doll, I missed you so much," he said as he moaned into my ear. With a quick flip, he leaned me back in the tub and then pushed himself back into me. "I don't ever want to leave you," he told me as I am climbing up to an earth shattering climax. He moved slowly and I felt him watching my reactions. Vincent's hot breath fanned my face and made me shiver with anticipation of feeling his own release seep through me.
My breathing got so heavy and my skin felt like it was on fire as he gained velocity. Vincent made love to me. For the first time in, well since this all happened, I actually felt something by being close to a man. This man. The emotions came rushing through me as I arched my back and tightened my thighs around his lean and muscular waist. "I... I... I..." I muttered as I felt my stomach tighten and my sex spasm as a climax rippled through me.
Waves and waves of red hot pleasure took me under the water. My climax is so strong that I squeezed my eyes shut and felt tears seep through the slits of my eyes.
"You what, baby?" He asked as he thrust himself into me and kissed on my neck. Those thrusts started t
o slow down. My eyes closed until I heard: "Open!" We both came around the same time and our eyes were locked the whole time.
It felt as if we were in a different world.
As he pulled out of me I looked in his eyes. "I don't know," I answered honestly.
*
That day we both slept naked and snuggled. Since we didn't have any spare clothes, we were obviously going to need some eventually. I don't think that either of us were willing to leave our bubble that we have. I don't ever want to leave.
Its safe and warm wrapped up in our little nest.
*
I felt the heat and the pain. The pain was so intense that I cried. Joel never wanted the baby but I wanted something to love. I never had anything to love and I was looking forward to holding her.
