Insufferable Proximity 2 (12 page)

“My sentiments exactly.”

“Nothing better than getting beautified while getting your car fixed. Oh, that reminds me, your curtains came. I also had the butler get your box out of storage.  I’ll have them bring everything up before I leave.”

Heaven grinned. “Perfect. I can’t wait to splash a little red around this room.”

“I’ll help you decorate when I come tomorrow.” Alice clapped her hands in excitement.

“Sounds like a plan.” Heaven nodded.

***

Later that day, Heaven was growing restless. She was glad that Alice had visited with her for a while. However, Julian had been too busy to have lunch with her. She was irritated; she still felt that he was overreacting.

She sat on the bed, dead with boredom, when she decided she needed an immediate change. Although she was going to wait for Alice to decorate, she couldn’t wait another moment to put up the new red drapes. She got everything ready, moved the chairs before the windows and laid out the drapes. She stood on the chair and carefully balanced herself. She was in the process of trying to take one of the old ones down when Julian walked in.

“What are you doing?” he roared as he raced over to her.

“If I have to stay in this room, then I want red curtains!” She was ready to fight for this.

“I don’t care what you do to this room, but I told you to take it easy. Taking it easy does not include standing on chairs and changing drapes!” he yelled as he grabbed her off the chair and took her over to the bed.

“Changing the drapes is not going to kill me…I’m fine. I told you I was feeling a lot better. My head doesn’t even hurt anymore.”

“You were knocked to the ground and hit your head; you have a concussion. This is not up for debate, Heaven—I will tie you to the bed if I need to. You
will
stay off your feet,” he barked as he walked over to the window. He yanked down the drapes and grabbed one of the new ones she had neatly laid across the other chair.

“The doctor said it wasn’t a true concussion. I can at least help you,” she said as she attempted to get off the bed.

“If you get off that bed, Heaven Deville, I swear I will beat your ass the moment you’re healed. Stay on that bed!” he barked as he quickly put up the new drape.

“Beating my ass is a damned good idea. Why don’t you take me to the basement while you’re at it?” She smiled seductively.

“After I finish this, we’re going to bed. I have to get up early as they’re coming to install the new fence tomorrow.”

“You managed to take the entire fence down already?”

“Yes.”

She shook her head. “And you actually decided on barbed wire?”

“It will prevent an intruder from trying to jump the fence.”

“It’s starting to look more like a fort than a mansion.”

“That’s the mission,” he said with a grin.

“The property value is going to collapse.”

“I don’t care.”

She watched him, appreciating his strength and his body as he worked. She watched him yank down another drape and throw it across the chair.

She looked at him. “I wish you would throw me over the chair like that.”

He could see the lust in her eyes. It took everything in his power not to go to her.

“Once the work is done, I will be throwing you over more than just a chair,” he vowed, refusing to make eye contact with her. It would only weaken his resolve.

“I can hardly wait.”

Aggravation

The next morning brought another day of isolation and depression. Julian was going out of his way to avoid her, which only increased her aggravation. There were so many things she wanted to talk to him about. Heaven needed to get out of the room; she needed to feel the sun. She hoped that fresh air and the sun would help clear her congested and claustrophobic mind. She spent most of the morning and afternoon hanging out the window trying to get some fresh air. The terrace was still locked, so she couldn’t even go out there. Unfortunately, the light streaming in from the window just wasn’t enough.

As if the promise of another devastatingly boring day weren’t bad enough…Julian had stiffed her on breakfast. He left her a note explaining the busy workload they had. He had called her several times during the day to check up on her, and even though he was absent for lunch, he made sure that she got her food. That was the extent of their social interaction that day. Unfortunately, Alice was busy as well and wouldn’t be able to visit. Heaven’s mother and her aunt were also busy; they wouldn’t be back until the next day.

That left Heaven to examine the true meaning of isolation. After a long, uneventful, and painfully slow morning, she was itching out of her skin with boredom.

By afternoon, she was sprawled across the bed, her head hanging off the side, and her long dark locks pooled on the floor. Boredom was powerful as well as destructive. She was losing her mind; she couldn’t spend one more minute in this room. As much as she loved Julian and understood his concern, he was becoming overbearing, and she was becoming restless.
Her mind kept flipping from one thought to another, but always went back to what Gavin had done to them. She couldn’t continue to lie on the bed and dwell on the unfortunate event; she needed something to distract her.

By late afternoon, Heaven couldn’t take it anymore; she had to get out of the room. She jumped up, went to her closet and grabbed the first bathing suit she saw. She needed a brisk swim to still the budding frustration that was beginning to cloud her good sense. She changed into her bikini and rushed out to the pool.

It was a beautiful day, and Heaven inhaled the fresh air. She took a moment to spin and enjoy the sun on her skin. It felt like she hadn’t been outside in months, and she felt giddy as she neared the pool. She walked over to the pool and sat the cell phone on the ground. She jumped in; the cool water enveloped her and instantly washed away her troubles. She stayed at the bottom of the pool until her lungs felt as if they would explode. She raced up to break the surface, smiling despite the pain in her air-starved lungs.

“Heaven.” Julian’s voice came over the cell phone, and she swam to the edge to grab it.

“Yes?” she asked as she covered the screen with a nearby towel.

“I’ll be done soon. Why can’t I see you?”

“Um, there must be something wrong with the screen, I’m not sure,” she answered trying to shoo away the bird chirping in the tree. The bird was loud enough, and the tree was close enough that Julian would be able to hear.

“Where are you?” he asked, obviously hearing the bird in the background.

“I’m, um…" She jumped out of the pool, ready to sprint back to the room.

“You’d better be in the room,” he barked.

Heaven carefully grabbed the cell phone, the towel and her clothing before heading back towards the house.

“What are you doing out here?” Julian barked at her as he walked out the back door.

“What’s it look like, genius?” She grinned, but her attempt at sarcasm didn’t diffuse his temper.

“What did I tell you?” he shouted, grabbing her arm.

“What didn’t you tell me? You’ve given me like 300 rules.” She yanked her arm back.

“You’d better answer me, Princess,” he snarled, smacking her lush behind. She pouted and grabbed her stinging butt, a move that he loved. He withheld the urge to bend her over and slide inside of her.

“Get upstairs!” he growled, and she pouted in return.

“I need some air, Julian; I can’t stay in that room! I want to swim,” she whined.

“I’ll bring you back down to swim once it gets dark. Now get your ass back to that bedroom.”

“Fine.” She headed towards the stairs with Julian hot on her heels.

“I don’t want you wearing that bikini again,” he said as she opened the bedroom door.

“Why not?”

“It’s too revealing,” he answered as he slammed the door behind him. He was uneasy with the thought of another man seeing her like this. His cousins were scattered all over, and he didn’t want them to see her either.

“This is the bikini you bought me in Hawaii.” Her breasts jiggled as she put her hands on her hips, and Julian once again fought the urge to attack her.

“I don’t care.” He wanted to be inside of her more than he wanted to be anywhere else. Nevertheless, keeping her safe was paramount, and he couldn’t be distracted until the house was secure.

“I thought you liked this kind of kink.”

“Not with you. The thought of another man looking at you makes me physically ill—not to mention homicidal.”

“Says the man who preferred me naked in a crowd,” she scoffed.

“I told you…that’s over. I only want you half-naked if it’s just the two of us.”

“You’re so confusing. How did you manage the drastic change in attitude?” she snapped, more frustrated that she couldn’t continue swimming.

“I’m not the only one with a drastic change. It wasn’t long ago that you hated bikinis, now you’re arguing with me to wear them,” he enlightened her.

“I blame you for that, you
forced
me to be comfortable in my own skin. Besides, I like your reaction to the suits when I wear them now. So what’s your excuse?”

“I care now.” Julian had no idea what had changed, but he couldn’t stand the thought of anyone else admiring her. He was sickened by what he he’d done before, but in his defense, he had no idea that he would feel this way for her. He had no idea that these types of feelings really existed. Love always seemed like a far-fetched fairy tale of which he could never remember the words.

With his newfound love came his jealousy. Sure, he had heard the word before, but he had never experienced it. Jealousy seemed as likely as spending the week on the planet Mars. However, where jealousy had once seemed absurd, it now seemed like an emotion as old as time. It was like a friend he had never known, but understood like a brother the moment they were introduced. 

“What happens if I wear one in front of someone else?” she toyed with him.

“I’ll take you to my room, rip it off and tie you to the bed with it. Then, as I beat your ass, I will re-explain the parts of your body that belong to me.” He slid his hand down the middle of her chest.

“And what parts are those?” she asked as his hand continued down her belly.

“All of them.” He slipped his finger into her bikini bottom.

He was in a trance, the sight of her so scantily clad had his cock screaming for mercy. He stood there unable to speak. He wanted to rip off her bathing suit and sink his angry erection deep inside her. However, he knew that once he was back there, he would never want to leave. He would become foolish and obsessed and would neglect his duties. He would be so consumed with sex and Heaven that his brain would become sluggish. He couldn’t protect her if he wasn’t alert. He couldn’t keep her safe if he had sexually-induced mental failure.

Heaven watched as a vast array of expressions went across Julian’s face. She knew what he wanted. She kept her eyes trained on him as she ran her hand down the center of his chest. She could see his control begin to waiver as her hand neared her massive erection. She skimmed her slim hand down the front of his pants before gripping his rock-hard member.

He grabbed the front of her bikini and pulled the cup to the side, baring her breast. He slid his finger across her nipple as she began to tug at his throbbing cock. When she began to unbutton his pants, he bent his head to her breast and took the tight tip into his mouth. Heaven slid her hand into his pants and freed his thick member. Julian was ready to pick her up and toss her on the bed when his phone rang.

“Ignore it,” she whispered as she grabbed his cock.

“Julian?” they heard Royce’s voice blare through the phone.

Damn that walkie-talkie app!
they both mentally hissed.

“No.” Heaven shook her head as Julian reached for the phone. She tried to grab it from him, but she wasn’t quick enough.

“Yeah,” Julian answered his cousin.

“That Jackass knocked the fence back down!” Royce yelled.

“The section we were working on?” Julian asked as he refastened his jeans.

“Yes, the whole damned section,” Royce barked.

“Damn; I’m on my way,” Julian said as he watched Heaven run across the room.

She used her body to block the door. “You’re not going anywhere.”

“I have to go; I need to take care of this fence, once and for all.”

“Let them handle it; I want to be with you so bad right now.” She pulled off her top and dropped it on the floor.

“Mmm,” he groaned when he saw her breasts. “I need to go take care of this fence.”

“No, you need to take care of this.” She grabbed his hand and forced it into her bikini bottoms. She gasped when he spread his fingers across her bare sex.

“I need to finish this fence,” he reasoned with himself as he attempted to remove his hand from her bikini.

“Fuck the fence.” She clenched her thighs, trapping his hand, and he bent down to kiss her.

He abruptly pulled away from her. “No, I’ll be back.”