The Tower Grave by J.E. Moncrieff Page B

I’ll come back for you. You’ll wait for me then?”
                  “Wait? It’ll be instantaneous, John. You’ll go in and come back out. Only you’ll have six weeks without me on your mind while you’re there.”
                  “I won’t ever get you out of my mind. I’m hooked. I won’t forget you, Jane, and I will come back.”
                  “You just make sure you do,” she said and smiled, pulling his shirt up over his head and arms. “But first I want a go on these muscles,” she said, rubbing his chest with both hands.
                  “You wait your turn,” he said as he un-tucked the fold of her towel and swept it back to reveal small, tanned breasts that reached out to him as they met the cold air of the room. Caressing one breast with his hand, he leaned close and kissed her collarbone while pulling her hips closer onto him once more. She took his chin and kissed him, gently and deeply, arousing him beneath her again. Giggling as his reaction forced itself against her, she pushed him back onto the bed and they playfully made love once more.

     
     
     
     
     
    Ten
     
    24 th June 2014
                  Having been woken by an alarm every day for three weeks, John was surprised when he was woken by Jane sitting on top of him, fully dressed and kissing his chest. She brought him breakfast, which they shared and then they spent the morning together in her room before he’d kissed her goodbye and driven over to see his children.
                  He and Sophie had talked cheerfully before he’d taken Holly and Danny out for the day. From what he’d been told, David had returned to London to his wife and baby daughter; and Chris and Charlotte had both gone to see their respective parents.
                  It was at just before five as John pulled up at the farmhouse that evening ready to face his last night on earth as he knew it. As he pulled up he saw Jake sitting on the front step of the house. He looked upset but got up and walked away before John could get out of his car.
                  “Jake?” he called out at his back, but the young agent simply ignored him and walked on. John frowned. Whatever was up with him, it was hardly the time to lose focus. Even so, John knew Jake wasn’t the type to slack off, so decided to keep an eye on him and intervene if he didn’t improve.
                  John went to his room and changed into some shorts before heading down to the lounge to meet the others and gather their equipment. As he walked in the full team was present. Jake sat silently while David and Chris listened, smiling, as Charlotte animatedly described her day with her parents with pure glee and excitement on her face.
                  “Oh, it was so nice to see them,” she sighed as she came to a stop. “I hope I get to see them again,” she added and her eyes moistened visibly as David sat next to her.
                  “Let’s pray we all do, Charlotte,” he said, looking grim.
                  “What about you, Jake?” Charlotte asked suddenly.
                  He shrugged and looked at her silently.
                  “Well? We’ve all talked about ours. How was your day?” she asked as John watched with interest.
                  “Same as always; trained a bit and stayed here.”
                  “You stayed here? Why?”
                  He shrugged again.
                  “Jake, come on. You could die before you leave this farm again. Didn’t you want to see anyone? Not even your family?”
                  “No.”
                  “Well what if they want to see you? Don’t you think you’re being selfish?”
                  And at her final words, his face contorted as he jumped up in