“Evie…don’t ever leave me. I don’t know what I’d do.”
She smiled as she stroked the hair back from his damp face. “I’m going nowhere, Adam.”
“I…I just…I could never love someone as much as I love you…you’re it for me. This is it. I don’t want to be without you. You’re my life. You have…all of me.”
“And you have all of me. I’m yours.”
Chapter Twelve
Don’t Say You Love Me (Free)
September 2003
Lily nervously walked through arrivals towards the meeting point at Christchurch airport. The spring day was bright and sunny, quite a contrast to the autumnal temperatures beginning to occur back home. She scanned the crowd looking for Chris and eventually her eyes fell on a tall, blonde, handsome man holding a single red rose, a wide, gorgeous grin fixed in place on his flawless features. Her heart skipped ever so slightly, filling her with a tiny shred of hope. Could she begin to love him?
He began to walk toward her, his steps faster the closer he got. She stepped out from behind her trolley and was immediately scooped up by strong muscular arms.
“God, Lily, I’ve missed you so much. I got scared,” he whispered into her hair.
Pulling away from him, she peered into his bright green eyes, which were now filled with emotions that she didn’t want to read. “Scared? Why?”
He tucked her hair behind her ear. “You stayed away so long I thought you weren’t going to come back to me.” His jaw clenched. “But I would have had to come and find you, Lily. I…I—”
Dreading the next words to fall from his mouth, Lily interrupted, “Well, I’m here now,” she trilled, “and I’m shattered. Can we go home so I can sleep?”
He pouted. “Sleep? I haven’t seen you or held you in weeks and you want to sleep?”
She bit her lip. “Well…sleep first and then…” She kissed him deeply, igniting a passion in him that she knew she would definitely benefit from later. He groaned into her mouth as he held his hand knotted in her tangled curls.
They arrived back at his rented apartment and she dumped her bag in the bedroom. He followed her in and slipped his arms around her waist again, nuzzling her neck.
Turning in his arms, Lily looked up at him. “What do you see in me, Chris?” she asked.
His brow furrowed. “Are you kidding me?”
She shook her head. “I don’t get it. You’re a bloody model, and I’m…well—”
“And you’re a sexy, talented, intelligent, and fun woman with an incredible body who drives me insane in bed and who I love spending time with.” He kissed just below her ear and she shivered. “Does that answer your question?”
She scrunched her face. “I have an incredible body?” She found that very hard to believe. She had always thought herself rather ordinary in the looks department and felt her hips were too big and her breasts matched her hips. Hourglass was what people called it when they were trying to be nice. Fat was what Lily called it on her off days.
“Take it from me, Lily, you have the most sexy curves…and your breasts...” He slipped his hand inside her shirt and caressed one as if to prove his point. “Are just my favourite part of you…apart from your mind of course.” He chuckled. “And your smile.” Shivers travelled down her spine as he continued to caress her. “And your hair…and—”
“Okay, okay I think I get it now.” She smiled, feeling boosted by his words.
“Good…well that’s why I’m attracted to you, but I love you for all of that and more.” Lily gasped. Shit…what do I say?
He must have noticed the look of horror on her face as he cupped her cheek with his free hand. “Hey…it’s okay. I know you’re not…you know…in that place yet and that’s fine. I’ll wait. No matter how long it takes, I’ll wait. Because you’re worth waiting for.”
She felt the familiar sting of threatening tears as she gazed up at the handsome, caring, sweet man before her. More than
She smiled as she stroked the hair back from his damp face. “I’m going nowhere, Adam.”
“I…I just…I could never love someone as much as I love you…you’re it for me. This is it. I don’t want to be without you. You’re my life. You have…all of me.”
“And you have all of me. I’m yours.”
Chapter Twelve
Don’t Say You Love Me (Free)
September 2003
Lily nervously walked through arrivals towards the meeting point at Christchurch airport. The spring day was bright and sunny, quite a contrast to the autumnal temperatures beginning to occur back home. She scanned the crowd looking for Chris and eventually her eyes fell on a tall, blonde, handsome man holding a single red rose, a wide, gorgeous grin fixed in place on his flawless features. Her heart skipped ever so slightly, filling her with a tiny shred of hope. Could she begin to love him?
He began to walk toward her, his steps faster the closer he got. She stepped out from behind her trolley and was immediately scooped up by strong muscular arms.
“God, Lily, I’ve missed you so much. I got scared,” he whispered into her hair.
Pulling away from him, she peered into his bright green eyes, which were now filled with emotions that she didn’t want to read. “Scared? Why?”
He tucked her hair behind her ear. “You stayed away so long I thought you weren’t going to come back to me.” His jaw clenched. “But I would have had to come and find you, Lily. I…I—”
Dreading the next words to fall from his mouth, Lily interrupted, “Well, I’m here now,” she trilled, “and I’m shattered. Can we go home so I can sleep?”
He pouted. “Sleep? I haven’t seen you or held you in weeks and you want to sleep?”
She bit her lip. “Well…sleep first and then…” She kissed him deeply, igniting a passion in him that she knew she would definitely benefit from later. He groaned into her mouth as he held his hand knotted in her tangled curls.
They arrived back at his rented apartment and she dumped her bag in the bedroom. He followed her in and slipped his arms around her waist again, nuzzling her neck.
Turning in his arms, Lily looked up at him. “What do you see in me, Chris?” she asked.
His brow furrowed. “Are you kidding me?”
She shook her head. “I don’t get it. You’re a bloody model, and I’m…well—”
“And you’re a sexy, talented, intelligent, and fun woman with an incredible body who drives me insane in bed and who I love spending time with.” He kissed just below her ear and she shivered. “Does that answer your question?”
She scrunched her face. “I have an incredible body?” She found that very hard to believe. She had always thought herself rather ordinary in the looks department and felt her hips were too big and her breasts matched her hips. Hourglass was what people called it when they were trying to be nice. Fat was what Lily called it on her off days.
“Take it from me, Lily, you have the most sexy curves…and your breasts...” He slipped his hand inside her shirt and caressed one as if to prove his point. “Are just my favourite part of you…apart from your mind of course.” He chuckled. “And your smile.” Shivers travelled down her spine as he continued to caress her. “And your hair…and—”
“Okay, okay I think I get it now.” She smiled, feeling boosted by his words.
“Good…well that’s why I’m attracted to you, but I love you for all of that and more.” Lily gasped. Shit…what do I say?
He must have noticed the look of horror on her face as he cupped her cheek with his free hand. “Hey…it’s okay. I know you’re not…you know…in that place yet and that’s fine. I’ll wait. No matter how long it takes, I’ll wait. Because you’re worth waiting for.”
She felt the familiar sting of threatening tears as she gazed up at the handsome, caring, sweet man before her. More than
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