Where did your heart go? (The Heart Trilogy Book 1)

by Audrina Lane

  The lift was like magic as she flew above his head, tight and secure in his strong hands and then slid down his body for the final moves of the routine. When they finished they just held each other tightly, huge grins across their faces.

  After a couple more attempts Charlie sagged against the floor in the corner. Out of breath, sweaty but overjoyed at what they had achieved together.

  “I’ll get us a drink” Mitchell said “And then I’ll show you Thriller if you like?”

  “Yes, please to both” Charlie replied, as she grabbed the towel off the bar and started to wipe her face with it. She watched as Mitchell did the same and then headed back into the house, as the door between the two opened Jester rushed in and headed straight for her. He sat down and started to wag his tail as she rubbed his head.

  When Mitchell returned he whistled Jester and shut him back in the kitchen and after handing Charlie a glass of iced water he sank down next to her on the floor to take a well deserved rest.

  “You were fantastic” he said, as he dropped a light kiss on her cheek.

  ”You were too, I couldn’t have done it without you” Charlie replied, as she reached out and took his hand in hers. After five minutes he stood up and walked over towards the stereo and changed the music to Thriller and danced for Charlotte, her own private show of his skill, strength and acrobatic abilities.

  She watched in admiration the sinews of his muscles highlighted in every stretch and leap he took to the music. Charlie was mesmerised by the whole spectacle as the music finally finished and as she clapped the sound was joined by another set of hands. They turned to see Darren stood in the doorway.

  “Well, bro I’m sorry I every called dancing sissy…that was amazing” Darren said. Charlotte just couldn’t speak so she got up and crossed the studio and walked straight into his arms and on tiptoes she kissed him softly on his lips.

  “Ok love birds the camera is ready whenever you two are” Darren said.

  Mitchell looked down at Charlie “I forgot to ask, do you have a dress to wear?”

  “Yes, I have just the thing” she replied as she headed for the door.

  “I’ll be right behind you” Mitch said, just going to talk everything through with Darren first.

  Hurrying up the stairs Charlie headed for the bathroom first for a quick rinse in the shower and then into the bedroom. She hadn’t told Mitchell that she had bought a dress a year ago that had reminded her of the one from the film. Now she was going to get to dance in it, instead of just looking at it hanging in her wardrobe. Sliding it on, it fitted perfectly. She grabbed her brush and combed out her hair and then fastened it up in a thin hair band before she put on a small amount of make-up, just enough to look natural and glowing. Staring at herself in the mirror she was pleased with the effect as she perched on the bed to fasten her silver heels. Mitchell appeared and breathed in slowly at the sight that met him.

  “You look wonderful” he said “Perfect in fact” he finished as she stood up and gave him a twirl, the black dress fanning out around her. Mitchell admired her legs and then his eyes followed the dress up and over her curves. The low v of her neckline, showing the hint of her breasts and then finally to her face. Her eyes wide and her lips gently parted, slicked with a pale gloss that he just wanted to lick off.

  She watched as he started to remove his jogging trousers and vest top, his body rippled as he bent and stretched and Charlotte longed to just reach out for him. He soon located his black trousers and shirt which looked remarkably similar to those worn in the film and his Cuban heeled shoes. He ran his hands through his hair and then looked across to Charlie.

  “Very sexy, very sexy indeed” she said, as they stood only inches apart, each running their eyes over the other, desire making their pupils dilate.

  “Lets get this dance nailed for film” Mitchell said “I have a great feeling about it”

  “Yes I have a great feeling about you too” Charlie responded, her breath coming in short staccato moments as her heart seemed to drum away in her chest. The butterfly nerves in her stomach fluttered against her rising ribcage as she followed Mitchell back downstairs and into the studio.

  She noticed Darren give her a good long look as she walked in, he had set up his video camera on a tripod in the far corner.

  “Darren works for our local television station as a camera man so it’s going to be so professional” Mitchell said proudly “and his girlfriend Sophie works in the costume department so they make a good team” he finished.

  “It’s you guys that have to do all the work here” Darren replied “Do you want to have a rehearsal first and I’ll test the camera at the same time”

  They both nodded as Mitchell strolled over to the stereo to set up the music and Charlotte took up position in the spot they had agreed upon.

  “Ready?” Mitchell asked

  “Ready” replied both Charlie and Darren.

  As the music flowed through the studio Charlie tried not to think about the camera but as the melody entered her body it faded away as she became part of the dance. The song seemed to fly by as they moved together, perfecting

  the lift and then finishing with a kiss.

  “Cut” shouted Darren “That just blew me away” he finished, shaking his head as Mitchell and Charlotte broke apart and headed over to look at the playback on the small screen. They watched the film and Darren suggested a few changes to the angles and Mitch as always found the smallest fault in one of his steps. Charlotte watched in amazement the sight of the two of them together, it was magical the chemistry tangible even on this small screen.

  “Let’s go again” Mitchell said, as he took Charlie’s hand and led her back to the starting point and then the music filled the room once more.

  It took four more attempts before Mitchell was satisfied with the results and with some clever editing by Darren they would have the finished article ready for submission on Monday evening, just before the deadline. Mitchell turned to Charlotte “Pleased?”

  “More than, blown away is more accurate” she breathed, as he held her trembling body in his arms.

  “Come on Darren can play it on the television for us to watch” he said, as he looked over at his brother and he gave them the thumbs up.

  “Thanks Darren” Charlie said, as she walked over to him and gave him a hug.

  “Mitch thinks a lot of you, you know, so look after my baby brother” he finished, as he kissed her on the cheek.

  They all wandered into the kitchen to find James sat there, still listening to the radio as if in a trance. Charlotte looked up at the clock and realised that it was her Mum’s programme playing.

  “Dad, would you like to see what we’ve been working on?” Mitchell asked.

  “Yes” he replied “Drinks first though, you look like you need them” he said, as he crossed to the cupboard and handed them all some bottles of coke before they headed to the lounge.

  James sat on the chair and Charlie snuggled up to Mitchell on the sofa as they waited for Darren to plug in the necessary cables so that the image would appear on the larger screen. When it did he sat back on the floor and Mitchell immediately leaned forward ever the critic. As their images appeared on the screen Charlotte sucked in her breath and then slowly breathed out again, they looked beautiful together as they danced their way through the routine perfectly in sync with the music. The emotions on their faces matched the mood of the dance and as she watched Mitchell lift her above his head she smiled broadly and looked at him, to find he was looking at her too. When the music faded and the screen went blank there was a moment of silence.

  “Amazing” was all James could say as he looked at both of them.

  “Exactly what I thought” agreed Darren. They all turned to look at Mitchell who was silent as he tried to dislodge the lump that had formed in his throat.

  “Well there were a few bits I could have done better but Charlotte was perfect all the way through” he said.

  “What bits,
I thought you were wonderful” she replied, beaming back at him “Better than Patrick Swayze” she finished, as she gently kissed him on the cheek.

  “Well, we just need to keep our fingers crossed that they choose it and we can dance it again at the competition” Mitchell said.

  “Talking of that do you know which hotel you will be staying at yet?” Charlotte asked “So I can make sure Mum books us into the same one” she finished.

  “We haven’t decided yet but I am sure we can discuss it all next weekend as I can come down to yours if you like?” Mitchell replied.

  “Cool” Charlotte replied.

  “Talking of home I guess we’d better start getting ready to leave” Mitchell said.

  “Lunch first?” James asked, even though it was already nearly two in the afternoon.

  “Yes please” they both replied.

  “Will Pizza do?”

  “Yes” Mitchell replied, as his Dad got up and headed for the kitchen the fire up the oven. Darren and Mitchell had a quick chat about the editing and then Darren headed up to his room to get started on it leaving the two of them on the sofa.

  “Can you email me a copy” Charlie asked “I would love to watch it again and show Mum” she finished.

  “Of course I will” he replied as he moved so that he could pull her into his arms and his lips met hers once again. The adrenaline from dancing had now been replaced by a different sort as the physical pull between them took over. He ran his hand through her hair and pulled the hair band out so that it was loose and free flowing between his fingertips. Then he trailed one hand down her cheek and neck to her shoulder line and the strap of her dress as he carefully followed the line of the fabric as it ran down between her breasts. Charlotte arched towards him, her body ultra responsive under his touch, her nipples already rubbing in a tantalising way against the soft fabric. She wished that his tongue exploring her mouth was down on her nipples like last night, sending spikes of desire coursing through her body.

  He must have been able to read her mind as he eased her back against the arm of the sofa so that he could cover her body with his, pushing her into the softness of the fabric beneath them. It was easy for his hands to slip beneath the fabric of her dress and take her nipples in his fingertips as Charlotte slipped hers beneath his shirt so that she could feel the smooth skin of his back.

  “I want you so much” he breathed, as his lips captured hers once more as his one hand moved down over the outside of her skirt and then disappeared under the hemline. His hand felt the hot smooth skin of her naked legs as he ran his hand steadily upwards. Charlie breathed in slightly as they glanced over the outside of her knickers. Part of her wanted to continue to feel everything in this wonderful, post dance adrenaline filled moment but she managed to wiggle slightly and moved her lips to whisper in his ear.

  “Not here, not yet, I want it to be special”

  Mitchell paused and looked down into her sparkling green eyes that matched his for colouring and shade and saw the love shining out. Charlotte felt his pause and wondered if she had said the wrong thing, would he get tired of waiting for her? She looked into his hungry eyes, full of desire for her and knew that her eyes matched his in intensity. They were perfect together on the dance floor, she felt certain they would be perfect together entwined in bed.

  “Ok” he replied, reluctantly removing his hands from her skin as they both sat up.

  “Sorry Mitch” she murmured, suddenly missing the feel of his touch “Part of me really wants to just throw caution to the wind as when you are touching me it feels so right but I’m scared” she admitted, hoping this would not put him off.

  Mitchell pulled her back into his arms and gently stroked her arm.

  “I should be saying sorry, you are the first girl who has ever said no to me and I guess I’m not used to it” he said.

  “So how many girls have you been out with then?” Charlotte asked, she sort of wanted to know even though she knew she would feel jealous of them.

  “You’re number four” he replied “I did play the field when I was younger but that’s the number I’ve slept with”

  “Oh” she replied.

  “But you are the only one that I have ever danced with” he finished, as he pulled her closer to him and their lips came back together again, the tense mood dispelled. Charlotte hugged this information too her, she was his first dancing partner; she was special and different from the rest.

  “What about you?” he asked “since we are on this delicate subject” Mitch asked.

  “You are my second boyfriend but I am still a virgin” she responded, feeling nervous admitting to her lack of experience “I hope you don’t mind” she finished, shyly looking away from his gaze.

  “Don’t be sorry I love your honesty” he replied “I also love dancing with you, the way you look and of course the way you feel when I have you in my arms” he finished, as he tilted her face back so he could once again look into her eyes and show her the strength of his feelings. He also pondered on his Dad’s wise words from that morning about being honest.

  “I am finding it hard not to push you too far too fast, you are so fucking hot and I’m just a horny guy” he said, grinning at her in such a sexy way she couldn’t resist “But I can try and wait”

  Charlie didn’t really know how to respond to such an honest statement so she just pulled him close and they were about to kiss again when they heard the door swing open and the smell of hot pizza wafted through.

  Chapter 36

  After they had eaten pizza together they headed upstairs so that Charlotte could pack her bags and get her leather’s back on for the ride home. Mitchell took great care in zipping up the jacket for her before he pulled her into his arms again.

  “You’re like a magnet I just keep getting pulled towards you” he said. Charlie smiled up at him

  “I could get used to being your magnet” she replied, parting her lips slightly so she could run her tongue over them before his lips came down to capture them.

  As they headed downstairs Darren heard them and stuck his head out of his room “Bye Charlotte, see you soon” Darren said.

  “Bye Darren” Charlie responded. When they reached the hallway Jester came bounding over and poked his nose into her hand for a final stroke, as if he somehow knew she was going. James appeared in the kitchen doorway

  “Are you taking Charlotte home now?” James asked.

  “Yes Dad” Mitch replied “I’ll be home later” he finished.

  “Thanks for letting me stay Jim” Charlotte said “It was nice to meet you” she finished, extending her hand to him. James had other thoughts and crossed the short distance and pulled her into his arms.

  “Thank you Charlotte, you don’t know how much Mitchell meeting you may have helped me get my life back on track” he said, dropping a kiss on her forehead.

  They were about to head out through the front door when Jester started to bark and they spotted Pam and Peter heading down the hallway.

  “We didn’t want to miss saying goodbye to Charlotte” Pam said, as she pulled her in for another embrace.

  “We are both looking forward to the dance competition, we caught a glimpse of the two of you in the garden yesterday” Peter said, as he reached out and hugged Charlie too, shaking his head he turned to James.

  “So like her Mum” he murmured. Charlie smiled at the compliment as they all headed out onto the driveway.

  “Please give her our love” Pam said. She looked across at James as he nodded at the sentiment expressed by his Mum.

  “Come on Charlie, we’d better get going” Mitchell said, as he took her hand in his and they headed towards his bike. Charlotte climbed on behind him and held tight as the engine shuddered beneath them and they headed off. The ride back was fairly clear of traffic so they made great time. Charlie thought Mitch was showing off a little as he put his foot down more than on the drive up, confidant in the feel of the bike beneath him and as Charlie’s hands wr
apped tighter round his torso he almost felt her heart beating in time with his as they sped along the roads. Pulling onto the driveway they both dismounted and Mitch helped Charlie remove her helmet and at the same time took the opportunity of kissing her. She held it out for him but he shook his head.

  “You keep it her; it matches your leather’s”

  “Thank you” Charlie replied, realising what this symbolised, Mitch had no intention of asking anyone else to ride pillion with him. It was a small statement of his claim upon her. Charlie loved it as she smiled up at him and drowned a little further into his green eyes.

  The door was unlocked so they went in and breathed in the smell of stew cooking in the kitchen.

  “Mum, we’re home” shouted Charlie, as she dumped her bag and helmet at the bottom of the stairs and they entered the kitchen.

  “Hi Charlie, Hi Mitchell” I said, turning from the counter to see their smiling faces

  “How was the weekend?”

  “Great thanks Stephanie” Mitchell responded, as he removed his jacket and then turned to watch Charlie unzipping hers, the desire, burned in his eyes. Charlie headed for the fridge and poured them both a cold drink as they sat down on the stools by the island unit.

  “How did the routine go?” I asked. Curious to hear about it all, as I took the stool opposite them, cup of tea in hand.

  “It was amazing Mum, Mitchell got his brother to film it and then we watched it on the television and it looked almost like the real thing” Charlie gushed, as she glanced over at Mitchell, her eyes just as hungry for him.