Wind rattled my window pane, warning of the approaching storm. From the dark clouds gathering outside, it looked like it was going to be a hell of a storm. I bit my lip, watching the wind whip the green leaves on the tree outside, thinking of how Ian had rescued me in the last storm.
He was supposed to leave for Afghanistan in a month. I had spent the whole day imagining this month being filled with his kisses and sleeping in his bed. But now, he wasn't speaking to me. No more kisses. No more making love. No more sexy showers. And in a month, he would just be gone.
Maybe I could just wait out the month. Pretend none of this had ever happened. It was only a month, after all. Then he would be gone, and I wouldn't have to see him. Would it be so bad?
Yes, I decided firmly, it would be. I couldn't go back to the way I was before. Now that I knew how sweet his kisses were and just how amazing he felt inside of me, I couldn't just ignore him. I was going crazy after just a few hours without him. I would need a straight-jacket just to survive the week, let alone the month.
I had never felt this way about anyone. Ever. The thought of him leaving, and leaving with the two of us apart, made my stomach drop through the floor. Him leaving made me dizzy with fear, but him leaving without him knowing how much I needed him made me physically ill.
My eyes drifted back to the picture on the computer screen. His blue eyes shone out at me, his smile warm and bright. That was how I thought of him now. That was the man I loved.
The realization made me shake my head. I loved him. I loved that arrogant, stuck up man who drove me crazy. I had always loved him. He was the only man that was able to get under my skin and rile me up. The only one that made me feel things. The only one that I lusted for.
I pushed the thought away. I couldn't love him. Shouldn't. We were stepbrother and stepsister. It was wrong. Ian had even said it.
Except, I knew it was too late to go back. We had spent too much time wrapped up in each other's bodies. I couldn't forget the way his kiss made me feel alive or how when I was in his arms, I felt complete for the first time in my life.
Now that I had had him, I needed him again. Not just for the sex, although that was mind-blowingly amazing, but for him. For the way he looked at me and the way the two of us connected. We were joined now. Asking me to give him up was like asking me not to breathe.
It was time to take a breath.
Without stopping to think of the danger, I closed my laptop and grabbed my car keys. Thunder rumbled in the distance with ominous doom, but I went anyway. I had to. This was the only way I could think of to get his attention.
Ian was always rescuing me. I was counting on that now.
I opened the garage door, knowing it would vibrate the floor of the Ian's room. My car was parked in the driveway behind Jenny's. I managed to get it started and then I backed out into the street. I took one last look at Ian's window. I couldn't see him, but I knew he was there. I knew he had felt the door move.
I swallowed hard. This was the time to turn around. The storm clouds were growing darker by the minute. If I wanted to just forget everything, pretend that I could go on living without him, this was the time to pull the car back into the driveway.
Thunder rumbled and I put the car in drive and headed toward Tiger Park.
***
Rain hit my windshield and blurred the glass to smears. Even with the windshield wipers going, I could barely see. The storm was stronger than yesterdays. It almost felt like the weather was an extension of my emotions. Volatile, angry, hurt, and desperate.
I drove to the spot where my car had gotten stuck last time. This was where it had all began. Where he had rescued me and taken me home to his bed. If he was going to come look for me, it would be here.
I turned the car around so that it was headed out of the park just like last time. I turned off the engine, but kept the lights on, trying to make every detail the same as it had been. Soft music played on the radio but I wasn't paying attention to it. I was watching the storm rage through the trees. Every fiber of my being told me this was not a good place to be. This was not a safe place in this storm.
But I didn't dare leave. This was where Ian would come for me.
Lightning flashed nearly, flooding all my senses with blinding blue and white. The thunder was deafening. I shook my head, trying to figure out what had just happened. Suddenly, what was left of the nearby tree came crashing down on the road in front of me.
I stared at the big tree lying in the middle of the road in front of me. It had missed my car by inches, and some of the leaves were even brushing up against my headlights.
My heart pounded like a scared jack-rabbit. The tree was blocking my only path out and there was no way around it. Plus, it hid my car from the road.
But worst of all, Ian was no where in sight. Enough time had passed that he should have come by now. But he wasn't here.
Maybe this hadn't been the best idea after all...
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“Go take the bus, freshman.”
With one cruel phrase, James had shown me exactly what kind of person he was. Refusing to give me a ride home had shown the catty girls at my high school that I was fair game. It didn't stop there. For Christmas, he gave me nothing more than an IOU. I had to listen to him making girls from our high school moan through our shared wall. Even though our parents were now married, I knew I'd never think of him as a brother.
I was right, but in the worst way. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop fantasizing about acts that society would consider forbidden.
Four years later, when I came home for Christmas, James was there as well. Only he wasn't just a popular high school kid anymore. He was the billionaire CEO of his own company. And whatever feelings I had for him resurfaced immediately when I accidentally walked in on him when he was naked. He relished the opportunity to tease me just as he had when we lived together, and I fell for it every time.
Only, when I left the house to do something I might regret, he saved me. It was only then that I found out that he had not only been protecting me, but he had wanted me just as fiercely all along. And, even though that IOU from all those Christmases before said that he owed me a gift, I wanted to use it to give him a gift that would last a lifetime.
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"Go take the bus, freshman."
With one cruel phrase, James had shown me exactly what kind of person he was. Refusing to give me a ride home had shown the catty girls at my high school that I was fair game. It didn't stop there. For Christmas, he gave me nothing more than an IOU. I had to listen to him making girls from our high school moan through our shared wall. Even though our parents were now married, I knew I'd never think of him as a brother.
I was right, but in the worst way. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop fantasizing about acts that society would consider forbidden.
Four years later, when I came home for Christmas, James was there as well. Only he wasn't just a popular high school kid anymore. He was the billionaire CEO of his own company. And whatever feelings I had for him resurfaced immediately when I accidentally walked in on him in the shower. He relished the opportunity to tease me just as he had when we lived together, and I fell for it every time.
Only, when I left the house to do something I might regret, he saved me. It was only then that I found out that he had not only been protecting me, but he had wanted me just as fiercely all along. And, even though that IOU from all those Christmases before said that he owed me a gift, I wanted to use it to give him a gift that would last a lifetime.
A baby.
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