motioned his head towards the
couch. I sighed, and took a seat with apprehension, before I said, "Look,
Jim, I really gotta get going...it's a long drive, and..."
He held up his hand to halt my explanation, cutting in,
"I need you to stay another day."
"What? Why?"
"I told you...I need to talk to you about
something," he grumbled.
"So? I'm sittin' right here. Talk." I unclasped my
fingers that had been resting between my knees, and ushered my hands towards
Jim to spill the beans.
He shook his head back and forth before he leaned forward,
pinching the bridge of his nose, and letting out a long breath. "This
isn't the time, Kellan."
"What difference is twenty four hours gonna make? If it
has something to do with me, just get on with it. I have a job waiting for me.
I have responsibilities. I..."
"Do you hear yourself, Kellan? I, I, I... today is about Jordan. Can you, for once, think about
someone other than yourself?" Jim huffed out.
I snapped my mouth shut, and gave Jim a skeptical glare,
before I finally said, "Fine. I have a few personal days. Nine a.m.
tomorrow. Say what you have to say, and then I'm out of here." Jim gave me
a sly smile and a curt nod, as I stood to leave, and made my way out of the
door.
******
Hailey
I was feeling smothered, and needed some privacy, if only
for a few moments. I rounded the bar, eager to escape to the bathroom for just
a few minutes of solitude. As I stepped into the hallway, my breath hitched at
the sight of Kellan. With his hand propped on the back door, ready to leave, he
must have heard my footsteps, and turned to peer at me with those deep
chocolate pools I had found myself lost in, in what seemed like a lifetime ago,
yet also felt like just yesterday.
He slowly turned to face me, letting his hand fall from the
door, as we faced each other in silence. My body flushed as he peered at me
with an all-consuming intensity. He took a hesitant step towards me, and I
instinctually stepped back away from him. Cocking his head to the side, he said
with sympathetic eyes, "Please, don't."
"Don't what?" I rasped out.
"Don't shut me out," he pled.
I began to fidget nervously with my hands, looking back over
my shoulder, feeling cornered, and wondering if I should run back to the safety
of the crowd. Knowing Kellan, he'd only follow me, and make a scene. I
certainly didn't need that on my conscience today of all days.
Looking back to him with trepidation, I replied,
"There's nothing to talk about, Kellan."
He placed his one hand on his hip, and rubbed his forehead
with the other before replying, "Please? I was up half the night thinking
about...things I need to say to you."
"Don't you get it?" I bit out, crossing my arms in
front of myself. "It's the same old, same old with you. You're going to
feed me a bunch of bullshit, and then you'll be on your merry way. I don't want
to hear your lie..."
Kellan was in front of me in two long strides, one hand
gripping my throat just enough to force my back against the wall, and tip my
head to meet his fiery gaze, and the other braced against the wall beside me,
as he wedged his knee between my thighs, caging me in. He brushed his face
against mine, and breathed heavily into my ear, "Third time's a charm,
Princess. Feel like going for broke?"
God, his words evoked an erotic wanton need in me that
blazed every time he was near, and sent scorching waves pulsing through my body
at the slightest touch. He was the only man that could ever make me wet with
just one look, the faintest smell of him, even the mention of his name. Why was
I fighting my blatant attraction to him? Because
you just buried your husband. Because he'll never be capable of loving you.
Because one night won't be enough. Because he destroyed you!
Chapter Five
Kellan
For Christ's sake, I couldn't be within a foot of this woman
and not want to take her where she stood.