my dream. I turned towards the sound, and opened my eyes a slit. And there she sat. My redeemer. In all of her glory. Blond hair tumbled around her face, eyes full of mischief as she laughed at me.
“I was an ass.”
Ellie’s head nodded sagely.
“You’ll not get any argument from me over that.”
“Kiss me.”
As much as it ached, I lifted my arms, and twisted my fingers in Ellie’s hair and pulled her down till our lips met. This kiss was different from the last one we shared. This time, as our lips met, Ellie was in charge of the kiss. There was no night breath from Ellie. It was all mint toothpaste and sweet coffee. The closer Ellie’s body moved to mine. The deeper I started to take the kiss. My hand cupping on to the back of her neck, preventing her from breaking free. Eventually Ellie pulled back.
“Nick. Scott’s my brother in law. I never had feelings for him when I was married to Carl and I sure as hell haven’t any for him now. You have to trust me.”
“I’m a bastard.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“Ellie, it’s neither fair nor right to agree with a man when he’s down.”
“You’re not down Nick. You’re hangover.”
“I could do with some sympathy Ellie.”
The sound of Ellie’s merriment, was a balm to my frayed soul. Hope to my torn legacy. As Ellie sat on the bed, I twined our fingers together and raised her hand to my lips, and placed another kiss. Hangover or not, my cock was twitching, and I was going to see how far I could push my luck. As my tongue snaked out and swiped across Ellie’s pale wrist, she pulled her arm free. Still giggling, she stood up and straightened the short skirt she was wearing. Ellie’s legs went on forever, and I let my eyes slide down the full length. This did not help the condition of my cock, which had gone from semi to rock hard.
“Get out of bed Nick, and meet me downstairs.”
“Bitch.”
Ellie’s amusement echoed in the room as she left, closing the door behind her.
Shit for two years I have treated Ellie like one of the club whores. Never seeing her as anything but a body. I do not know when, how or why my feeling towards her changed. All I know is that they had, and that I had two years of courtship to make up.
It was not my trust in Ellie that was in question. No, it was Ellie’s trust in me. Two years of damage was done and I had no idea how to repair it. A knock on the door had me turning towards the wooden object, as it opened, Flynn walked in
“Fancy a round or two?”
Shit. Could a man not suffer in peace anymore?
Chapter 13
When Nick had left, to go to the club the evening before. Between them, Scott and Sundance had fitted the new alarm system. Later, they had played on the PS3, with Toby and Amelia. Once the children were settled for the night, Scott had left, leaving Sundance to watch the television. While I read through the file, which Frankie had handed to me earlier in the day.
Shortly after ten, Rayven had rung to let me know that Nick was at Tie Me Down. At the time I had believed this was it. That he was going to take my words, and fuck one of the whores. In the background, Sundance was chattering away on his own cell. Unable to settle, I had moved to the kitchen, and poured myself a wine.
“Scott’s at the club house.”
“And?”
“Nick has just arrived with Tabby, and they’re having a game of pool.”
With what I hoped, was a casual roll of my shoulders, I poured a second glass of wine for Sundance. The cut glass looked lost in his large hands and I could not keep my smile at bay.
“You have a pretty smile, Ellie. You should do it more often.”
“Are you coming on to me?”
“Fuck no. I like my balls just where they are.”
Sundance is about my age, and just like Nick, he has a happy, carefree approach to life. Yet, if you looked deep into his soul, you can see the pain he keeps at bay. I know little about
“I was an ass.”
Ellie’s head nodded sagely.
“You’ll not get any argument from me over that.”
“Kiss me.”
As much as it ached, I lifted my arms, and twisted my fingers in Ellie’s hair and pulled her down till our lips met. This kiss was different from the last one we shared. This time, as our lips met, Ellie was in charge of the kiss. There was no night breath from Ellie. It was all mint toothpaste and sweet coffee. The closer Ellie’s body moved to mine. The deeper I started to take the kiss. My hand cupping on to the back of her neck, preventing her from breaking free. Eventually Ellie pulled back.
“Nick. Scott’s my brother in law. I never had feelings for him when I was married to Carl and I sure as hell haven’t any for him now. You have to trust me.”
“I’m a bastard.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“Ellie, it’s neither fair nor right to agree with a man when he’s down.”
“You’re not down Nick. You’re hangover.”
“I could do with some sympathy Ellie.”
The sound of Ellie’s merriment, was a balm to my frayed soul. Hope to my torn legacy. As Ellie sat on the bed, I twined our fingers together and raised her hand to my lips, and placed another kiss. Hangover or not, my cock was twitching, and I was going to see how far I could push my luck. As my tongue snaked out and swiped across Ellie’s pale wrist, she pulled her arm free. Still giggling, she stood up and straightened the short skirt she was wearing. Ellie’s legs went on forever, and I let my eyes slide down the full length. This did not help the condition of my cock, which had gone from semi to rock hard.
“Get out of bed Nick, and meet me downstairs.”
“Bitch.”
Ellie’s amusement echoed in the room as she left, closing the door behind her.
Shit for two years I have treated Ellie like one of the club whores. Never seeing her as anything but a body. I do not know when, how or why my feeling towards her changed. All I know is that they had, and that I had two years of courtship to make up.
It was not my trust in Ellie that was in question. No, it was Ellie’s trust in me. Two years of damage was done and I had no idea how to repair it. A knock on the door had me turning towards the wooden object, as it opened, Flynn walked in
“Fancy a round or two?”
Shit. Could a man not suffer in peace anymore?
Chapter 13
When Nick had left, to go to the club the evening before. Between them, Scott and Sundance had fitted the new alarm system. Later, they had played on the PS3, with Toby and Amelia. Once the children were settled for the night, Scott had left, leaving Sundance to watch the television. While I read through the file, which Frankie had handed to me earlier in the day.
Shortly after ten, Rayven had rung to let me know that Nick was at Tie Me Down. At the time I had believed this was it. That he was going to take my words, and fuck one of the whores. In the background, Sundance was chattering away on his own cell. Unable to settle, I had moved to the kitchen, and poured myself a wine.
“Scott’s at the club house.”
“And?”
“Nick has just arrived with Tabby, and they’re having a game of pool.”
With what I hoped, was a casual roll of my shoulders, I poured a second glass of wine for Sundance. The cut glass looked lost in his large hands and I could not keep my smile at bay.
“You have a pretty smile, Ellie. You should do it more often.”
“Are you coming on to me?”
“Fuck no. I like my balls just where they are.”
Sundance is about my age, and just like Nick, he has a happy, carefree approach to life. Yet, if you looked deep into his soul, you can see the pain he keeps at bay. I know little about
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