I have been avoiding her, because I don’t want her to think I am only interested in getting into her pants. If I should spend another minutes close to her I am going to bed her. I don’t trust myself with her, because I badly want to have her in my arms every night. Everything was just incomprehensible to me, these feelings was strange to me.
I don’t know her, but I have this feeling of overprotection towards her. I want to be there for her, hear her talk about her day with me and some other couples things that makes me sound stupid. Maybe the accident was really affecting me, because I just can’t explain all these unfathomable feelings I was having towards her.
I got up from my bed and decided to check if she was fine. I walked towards her room and I found the door opened, I stepped inside to find the room empty. Where the fu*k did she go. I saw two books on her bed, these are the two books that has been keeping her busy. My curiosity got a better hold of me, I picked up one of the books, only to find out she was writing a novel which she titled Pregnant for the bully.
I raised a brow up as I flipped through the pages. To my amazement I found my name written on several pages of the book, seems like she is attracted to me also. I picked up the other book, a bookmark was in the middle of the book and I opened it to where the bookmark was.
‘I just can’t wait for him to remember who I am. I want to let him know how much I love him and tell him the kids miss him. I know there is still a great chance for us to be together.’
I was a little bit confused by what I read. I took both books and walked out of her room gently. What does she mean by those words I just read, or does she have a lover outside and even kids.
I walked back to my room and sat on my bed. I hid the novel under my pillow and opened the second book. I began to read slowly, a migraine settled in as I read. I fought the urge to slam the book shut, I continued reading. And It felt like my eyes were being opened to deeper things. My mind flashed back to the day of the accident, I saw myself trying to convince someone to stay. Every of my memories began to flash through my mind, I dropped the book and groaned, holding my head tightly. I began to hyperventilate, I was finding it hard to breathe.
My head was hurting the more the memories came. Suddenly the door to my room opened and she stepped in. She gasped immediately she saw the book on the floor.
“Mary?” I called out with a groan as the headache subsided.
“Mary Davies!” I called out again.
“My love,” I whispered, getting up. Even with the blonde hair and the little change in her look, I can still recognize her as my woman, the mother of my kids.
“You… Do… I… Ha… Ha… Hawk… Can you…. Do you….” She stuttered, looking dazed.
“Can you remember me?” She whispered, stepping closer to me.
I nodded my head in response, “I’m so sorry for forgetting you.” I whispered as she wrapped her arms around me.
“I’m so sorry for having to put you through all this pain. This is the last time you will go through such. I promise you.” I added, I know how difficult it was to hide ones identity, I once used the identity of Edward Jones, seeing her use the same tactics as mine to stay close to me made me love her the more.
“Melissa Hudgens, really?” I teased.
“Edward Jones,” she retorted, giggling.
“Have I ever told you how much I love you?” I whispered, pressing my body against hers, I cupped her cheeks with my right hand, while the other one with the cast dangled at my sides. My face is only inches from hers.
“You have no idea what you do to me, I want to have you all to myself tonight. I want you Mary, it’s been so long.” My gaze fell to her lips, I didn’t waste time. I claimed her lips with mine. I kissed her hungrily till I got lost in the taste of her mouth, she was trying her best to keep up with the ravenous movement of my mouth against hers, I growled out as I sucked on her lower lips. The kiss was simply a fierce hunger, because I just couldn’t get enough.
We both walked towards the bed and I stripped off her clothes gently, leaving her panties. She let out a gasp when my mouth found her breast. Her hips writhed against me as my teeth gently closed on one of her nipples. I caressed her other breasts with my good hands as I pinched the nipple.
“Oh my… Hawk..” she moaned loudly, I moved down to her waist and nuzzled my nose against her panties.
“Damn! You are so wet,” I growled out as I pulled her panties down her leg.
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