Broken Ever After (11 page)

I had an unnerving desire to lick his chest to see if he tasted as good as he smelled
, but kept it bolted firmly down in my mind; I swallowed hard as the desire almost got the better of me. I looked back at the wrong time and jumped, much to Jamie’s amusement.

I drew the line at f
ootprints appearing in the flour on the floor with no one there to make them. I turned my body around to face him and cuddled more into his side. “I am seriously going to have nightmares tonight.” I said as I shielded my peripheral vision from the TV with my hand.

He laughed quietly.
“I can stay with you if you like? I can keep you safe, here in my arms.” He said so softly in my ear. My insides twisted, heating up at his words. Spending the night here in Jamie’s arms was my idea of heaven. Falling asleep tucked into his embrace was what I’d dreamt of for so many nights.

“
Ok.” I said so quietly, I wasn’t sure I’d actually said it, but his answering smile told me that I had. He lifted my face to meet his with his finger underneath my chin.

“
Olivia” He said in a strained whisper. The effect was like dropping a heavy stone into a smooth pool of water, the ripples of his desire coursed through my body in giant waves. My eyes met his and he pulled me closer to kiss me. He deepened our kiss, his tongue expertly working against mine. I fell back against my pillows but I wasn’t sure if I’d pulled him or if he’d pushed me down.

Immediately his hands began to wander down the length of my body to the hem of my nighty gathering the silky material in his fist
, slowly pulling it up as he kissed me. He let go of the pink silk as it reached my waist, his hand skimming back down my body to the white lace panties I’d put on. He firmly ran his thumb up and down the delicate material, that flimsy barrier between me and him, eliciting a soft moan from me into his mouth. I felt his lips curve up in a smile against my lips as he kissed me.

I turned my head away from him
, giving him better access to my neck. I felt his firm kiss press against the soft, sensitive skin and gasped as a shiver ran though me. With thumb still running up and down me, he sighed a heavy, shaky breath over my neck.

“
I can feel how wet you are through your knickers.” I writhed underneath him, clawing at him to be closer to me, my legs pulling at him to be between them. I wanted him pressing against me again like he had before we went out, I wanted him to be inside me, I’d never been more sure of anything in my life. “Olivia, you’re driving me crazy. I need you. I need to be buried inside you.” That was all I needed for my decision to be final. I needed him too. I pulled my nighty up over my head and threw it to the floor.

“
Jamie…” I moaned against his lips. He quickly undid my bra, throwing it away, then pulled the white lace that was my panties down my legs. His hand ran back up my inner thigh, his thumb stroked up the outside of my opening once more before he pushed two fingers deep inside of me, my back arched up from the bed pushing my chest to his, forcing me to be closer to him. Jamie sat back on his heels and began tugging his boxers down over his hips. He grabbed my hand and brought it down on the hardness standing proudly between us.

“
I need you Olivia. Feel what you do to me.” He made my hand stroke him up and down. His head fell backwards as he sighed loudly. I looked up at Jamie but didn’t see him. My legs closed automatically as a knot of fear rose in my stomach, twisting, screaming at me to run away. ‘Feel what you do to me’ echoed through my brain. No, no, not that. Dark brown eyes stared down at me. I was a little girl again. A terrified little girl that wanted to run away.

I pulled my hand away from him.
“Please don’t” I managed to choke out.

“
What? Did I hurt you?” He pulled his hand away from me, looking down at me worried. I shook my head to tell him no.

“
I can’t.” I covered my face with my hands. I couldn’t tell him the real reason I needed to stop. “We shouldn’t be doing this, we can’t. This is too far.” I shoved the heels of my hands to my eyes holding back the tears that threatened to fall. “I’m sorry.” I managed to choke out before a tear escaped, landing in my ear.

“
Angel, don’t cry. We’ll stop. It’s ok, we’ll stop.” He leaned down, capturing my tears with his kisses. “I didn’t mean to push you. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry”

“
You should go.” I whispered.

“
No, I want to stay. Please let me stay. I’ll just hold you while we sleep. That’s it. Please. I’ll even get dressed again, please.” He begged me.

“
Ok.” I sniffled.

“
I’ll give you a minute.” He stood from the bed pulling his underwear back on and walked into the bathroom, not bothering to close over the door properly. I smiled as I heard the shower switch on and Jamie curse. Cold shower.

I stood up from the bed pulled on my robe and gathered my discarded pieces of clothing
, putting them into my bag along with other bits and pieces so I didn’t need to pack in the morning. I folded and re-folded my clothes several times trying desperately to rid myself of the horrible visions behind my eyes. I grabbed some clean underwear, pulling it on to feel less exposed. I noticed Jamie’s neat pile of clothes again and picked up his t-shirt to inhale his delicious orange scent.

I dropped my robe again and pulled on his shirt
, wrapping my arms around my stomach to hold the material to me. I heard a sigh behind me, spinning around to see Jamie’s silhouette in the glow of the bathroom light, leaning against the wall with a towel around his waist.

“
You look even hotter in my shirt than you did in your nighty and that’s saying a lot.” I gave him a small smile before walking over to him and wrapping myself in his arms. His skin was cold and covered in goose-bumps. He shivered feeling my warmth pressed against him.

“
Are you mad?”

“
No Angel, I’m not mad. Not at you at least” I looked up at him confused. “I’m angry at myself; I knew I was going too far when you’d already said you want to wait.” He squared his shoulders, standing taller. “That was inappropriate of me. I took advantage and shouldn’t have.” He sounded every bit of Mr Matthews my math teacher, which made me realise I was right to stop him before we did something stupid.

“
I wanted to… I just…” Choked? Fell apart? Wimped out? Led him on? Let him down? “Remembered we shouldn’t” He nodded at me.

“
Want to get in bed?” I looked down at him in his towel wondering if he was getting in, in just that and swallowed nervously. “Don’t worry, I planned on getting dressed. Well, ‘til you stole my shirt.” He smirked at me.

“
You want it back?” I asked as I grabbed the hem.

“
No, you can keep it.” He leaned down and kissed my cheek, before walking over to his shorts, dropping his towel so I had a perfect view of his sexy behind. I braced myself against the wall and sighed, taking in the view of his back as he stood and buttoned his shorts. He turned around grinning at me. “Enjoying the view?” I blushed and looked away.

I walked around the edge of the bed back to my side and hopped back into bed. Jamie stood beside the bed just looking down at me as I tucked myself in.
“Are you not getting in?”

“
I’ll just be a minute, ok?” He bent down and kissed my forehead and walked out of the bedroom door, reappearing two minutes later holding a pile of something in one hand; as he drew closer I saw it was his clean clothes for the morning and smiled. He’d changed into a pair of grey pyjama bottoms with a matching t-shirt. He climbed into bed beside me and tucked me under his arm, into his side. “Are you ok, baby?”

“
I am now” I said as I settled into him, my cheek resting on his shoulder, facing into his neck so I could breathe him in. He smelled just like my favourite shower gel of Japanese Cherry Blossoms, he smelled like a beautiful spring day filled with sunshine; I inhaled deeply loving the scent of me on his skin. “You smell good.”

He laughed softly.
“I smell like you.”

“
Precisely” I laughed back and pressed my lips to his jaw, making my way up to his lips.

“
You need to stop doing that if you want me to keep any sort of control over myself, Angel.”

“
I’m sorry” I pressed my lips lightly to his once more and tucked myself back into his side, wrapping my arm around his stomach.

I slept soundly
, waking up with my alarm at eight in the morning. I was lying on my side with Jamie pressed along my back with his arm slung over my hip. I reached over to knock the alarm off on my phone and twisted out of Jamie’s arm. I quickly headed to the bathroom and brushed my teeth before going back to bed. Jamie’s beautiful green eyes blinked open and took a second to focus on me.

“
Good morning.” I smiled up at him. He groaned and rubbed his eyes, making me chuckle. “Oh, I forgot, you’re not a morning person are you?” I laughed again.

“
Is it even morning yet?” The heavy curtains blocked the daylight out of the room, only a light glowing in the bathroom, illuminated the room.

“
It’s just after eight. I need to go and see if my parents are going for breakfast or want to eat on the way home.”

“
Ohhh… Don’t get up. Stay here with me.” He pulled me tightly against his chest.

“
We need to leave in a couple of hours.”

“
Stay with me ‘til then.” I looked up at him, he had closed his eyes again trying to go back to sleep. I put my cold hands up his t-shirt over his stomach and he bolted upright knocking me away from him to the other side of the bed. I squealed and doubled over laughing at his expression. “Liv, that wasn’t funny!” He threw a pillow at me but I couldn’t stop laughing. He pulled me back over to hug into him again. “You’re evil.”

“
Evil? I thought I was an angel?” I asked.

“
My Angel.” He pressed his lips to mine and we were lost in each other’s kisses until my phone rang beside the bed. I picked it up to see the caller ID; my dad was calling me. I answered, sticking the phone on speaker so I could wrap myself up in Jamie’s arms again.

“
Dad?”

“
Hey Sweetheart, did you sleep well?”

“
Perfect. You? How is mum feeling?” He chuckled and asked her how she was feeling away from the phone. I could hear mum groaning in the background and I laughed.

“
I slept well, Mum is a little… err… delicate I’d say. She said she’d arranged to have breakfast with you, would you like to join me while Mum sleeps a little longer?” I looked at Jamie and he nodded.

“
Erm… yeah, ok. I’ll just get dressed. I’ll be ready in a few minutes.”

“
A few?” He chuckled.

“
Ok, fifteen. See you then.” I hung up the phone. “Would you like to have breakfast with me and my dad?” I asked Jamie, earning a raised eyebrow. “Come on, if I go distract them you can sneak to your room and pretend to be coming out as we are and I’ll introduce you and ask about your mum, my dad is too polite to send you to breakfast on your own.”

“
We can try?” He smiled at me and I spent the next ten minutes pressing my lips to his, knowing that this would be the last time I could be this close to him for at least another two weeks. Why had I been so stupid last night? I should have reigned in my fear and not let it get the better of me.

I rushed to get dressed
, throwing on a navy blue summer dress with a yellow cardigan and navy ballet flats. I took my key from Jamie and headed to my parents room, pretending to check on my mum so dad wouldn’t be in the hall when Jamie left my room.

“
Morning” I said chirpily as dad let me in to their room.

“
Urgh, go away Olivia.” My mum groaned from her foetal position under the duvet. I laughed and looked to dad who was doing his best to hold in his laughter.

“
Mum, you know better than to drink so much.”

“
Johnny, get her out of here!”

“
I’m going, I’m going… For bacon and sausages with heaps and heaps of scrambled eggs.” Mum dived from under the duvet and headed to the bathroom, muttering about dissecting me like a frog if I kept talking. “Wow, how much did she have to drink?” Dad shook his head and opened the door for me. We chatted our way across the landing to the stairs and I linked my arm through his offered elbow, when Jamie’s door opened.

“
Oh, good morning Olivia.” He nodded towards my dad. “Dr Stevens isn’t it?” and held out his hand. Dad squared his shoulders, pulling himself up properly to his full six-foot-three and shook Jamie’s hand. I smiled up at Jamie.

“
No, just Mr”

“
Oh, I apologise, Olivia mentioned you’re a doctor”

“
I’m a Consultant Surgeon.” Dad said curtly.
Wow, what’s up his arse?

“
Oh” Jamie drew up a blank and I intervened.