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I’m going to find her.

I must be crazy, stalking the streets of Palma in the night looking for her, but I have to try. I won’t be satisfied until she’s beside me. Of course, I could call her dad and ask where she’s staying, or ask for her number, but I want to keep him out of this for as long as humanly possible. Sure, when we’re back on US soil we’ll have to face up to him, to admit whatever happened here. But nothing has happened yet, so I’m not going to put myself in the firing line. No, speaking to him isn’t an option right now. I’ll just have to try and find her myself.

I stalk through the night, returning to the place where I saw her last and then heading off in the same direction I watched her go in. As I walk through the streets, there are people dining in the nearby restaurants, drinking wine and laughing. I see couples everywhere, their hands entwined, their knees touching, bodies angled toward one another. It makes me angry. That should be me with August.

I can’t believe I didn’t know she was here on the island until today. It infuriates me, all the time wasted between us.

If only I’d known. If only I had realized she was here, ready for the taking. If only I’d known that she’s the woman I’ve been waiting for all these years. I always knew I wanted a wife, to have a family life, to have kids, but every woman I’ve ever met has failed to give me the feeling that August has. Not one single woman has ever been able to stir something inside me.

Now, I’m like a new person. Who is this man, trawling the streets of Palma at night looking for his dream woman? Who is this man, consumed by lust, consumed by the need for something I’ve never even thought much about before? I need her. I need the touch of a woman. My woman.

And if I don’t get it, I might just go crazy.

Now I know why people say that love makes you crazy. Because right now, I’d do anything for August. I’d die for her, I’d kill for her, I’d give up everything for one night with her. I growl like a caged animal, frustrated that I haven’t found her yet. It’s getting late, and I know I should give up and go home, but that’s not in my nature. When it comes to her, I’m never giving up. I’ll walk all night if it brings me closer to her. I’ll do anything to make sure that this night doesn’t end with me sleeping alone.

I get this feeling that I’m getting close and stop in the middle of the street, looking around me for her. I’m acting crazy, but I don’t care. I don’t want to end this night without her. I still want to take her to dinner, to treat her like she deserves to be treated. I want to give her the best night of her life…and then I want to take her home and indulge in all of the fantasies that have been running through my head all night.

I’m breathing hard, fists clenched. The animal instinct inside me is telling me I’m close to her. So close to getting what I want. I look up and see apartment windows, people moving around inside as they go about their evenings. They don’t understand that today isn’t just a normal day. Everything changed today when I laid eyes on her.

Now, I can’t leave until I have her by my side.

And then all of a sudden, I see her. She’s standing by a window, looking out at the streets with sad eyes. My cock rises in my pants at the sight of her.

I can’t believe my luck. I knew I’d find her. But is she thinking about me too? Is that why she looks so lost, knowing she might have missed her chance to spend the night with me?

Well, I wasn’t going to let that happen. I’m going to take her to dinner right now. It might be close to eleven P.M., but I’m not letting this night slip away from us.

I step into the streetlight and look up at her window, making myself known. Her eyes seem to be drawn to me right away and her gaze locks on mine, her mouth dropping open in shock. She opens the window, looking so surprised that it makes me smile a little.

“What are you doing here?” she cries out.

I smirk. “I didn’t want to wait until tomorrow night to take you out. I’ve been searching for you all night,” I tell her. “Throw on a dress. I’m taking you out. And then, first thing’s first, I’m getting your number.”

She laughs and it’s a beautiful sound. Even from here, I can see the blush rising to her cheeks. I bet she never expected this. But then again, neither did I. If I’d told myself yesterday that I’d be searching the streets for a woman half my age, I’d have laughed at myself.

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