them in my head.
I
ignore him when he tries to pull my hands away. He attempts coaxing me into
submission but I remain strong and stubbornly defiant.
“Leave
me alone.”
“Sweetheart,
please… I’m so sorry.”
“There’s
nothing to be sorry for.” I snap bitterly. “I can’t be angry with you for
something you did in your past.”
“You can be angry. You can be whatever the hell you want to be.”
“Just
kiss me.” I murmur, keeping my eyes closed as I remove my hands. “Prove how
much you love me.”
“You’re
mine forever.” He growls, lowering his lips towards mine, stealing my breath
away with a single kiss. His tongue invades my mouth, demanding an entrance as
he plunges himself deep inside of me. “Only you. Always you. You’re mine
forever.”
His
release comes quickly and I long to seal my entire body to his. I wrap my legs
around his waist and my arms around his neck but it’s not enough. The
connection between us is slipping away and there’s nothing I can do about it.
I
yearn for the man who saved me to rescue me from this. I want him to protect me
and promise me that everything will be alright. I yearn for the emptiness
inside of me to disappear as well as the pain which accompanies my heartache.
The
warmth of Zack consumes me, fulfilling me beyond anything I could describe or
explain. We stay like that, locked together as he collapses on top of me. Running
my fingers through his hair, I can’t help but ask myself if things will ever be
the same again…
Chapter Five
“Are
you going to tell me what happened?” I ask Zack the following morning.
We
woke up about an hour ago and neither one of us has spoken about last night. I
fire my question at him as soon as he exits the bathroom and I can tell I’ve
caught him by surprise.
“Do
you really want to talk about this right now?”
“Yes.”
I insist, refusing to tear my eyes away from him.
He
hesitates for a moment, throwing his damp towel on the bed after his shower.
He’s shirtless but must have put his jeans on before he came into the bedroom.
I try and keep my focus, wondering how on earth I can be distracted like this.
“Well
I saw her.” He informs me, awaiting my reaction. “I saw Rachel.”
“So
you spoke to her?”
“We
talked for a couple of hours.” He explains, reaching for one of his shirts.
“She’s staying at your mum’s house with the baby.”
“Did…
did you see her?” I enquire, referring to my sister’s baby.
“Rachel
allowed me to look in on her but she was asleep so I didn’t get to hold her or
anything. I saw her for five minutes.”
I’m
amazed she let him see her at all and try to extinguish the flames of envy
which are ignited inside of me.
“Did
my mum say anything to you?” I demand, trying to steer the subject away from my
sister.
“I
told Rachel I wouldn’t speak to her unless we were alone. I didn’t want your
mum interfering and trying to cause even more trouble.”
It’s
not a secret that Zack despises my mother. He hates her for her treatment of me
as well as refusing to believe me when I told her about the abuse I experienced
as a child. She chose to side with the man she loved instead of her daughter
and I guess Rachel has now followed in her footsteps.
“Zack,
what about… what about Harry?” I whisper, struggling to say his name out loud.
“He
wasn’t there. He’s spent his last day in the UK and that’s why they were out
shopping together when you saw them. He’ll be back in Spain by now.”
“Thank
God.” I say, exhaling slowly.
It
feels as though a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders and I can
breathe easy. The thought of him being close by was unsettling and I now hope I
can relax if I know he’s gone.
“Samantha,
he’s still a free man. So what if he’s gone abroad again? He’s not in jail and
he’s still free to harm my daughter.”
He
glowers at me in anger, failing to understand how frightened I was when I knew
my