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CHAPTER TEN
Jay
I leave Simmi with what I know is a ticking bomb. Why is she so determined not to explore what’s so evident between us? The memory of a few Saturdays ago and her drunk mother come back to me. I’ve heard whispers of her parents’ tumultuous relationship. Obviously, it’s affected their daughter to her very core. I need her to see that I’m not like either of them. Yes, I’m her boss, and yes, there’s a chance all this could blow the fuck up in my face, but there is every chance it could work out!
“Good evening Doctor Hill.” A shrill voice rips me from my post coital thoughts.
Fuck, this is all I need.
“Evening Missus Dorsett.” I wave and hasten my step toward my car.
From the corner of my eye, I see her stop and consider me and then the clinic. Simmi’s car is parked beside mine and some rumors have already done the rounds. No doubt started by her.
I ignore Doris as I zip out the lot and onto the road heading for home. My adrenalin is still pumping, and I can smell Simmi all over me. But I’m hoping that what I’ve left her with gives her food for thought. I want her. Her so-called reputation doesn’t bother me. I’m no hypocrite. I want every man, backpacker and mother fucker to understand that Simmi is mine.
It will work. She just needs to see it.
***
I wade out of the water. Swimming was all that promised me relief. The ocean is a glass canvas reflecting only the stars and a sliver of moon. The waves are almost nonconsequential and a soft salty breeze dances around me. I have to force myself not to walk up the beach and go find Simmi in her cabin. She’s my drug of choice. I battle to function without her close by. Hell, I battle to function with her nearby, too.
I lay back on the sand. Cool damp granules press into my back. I stare up at the velvet heavens donned in sequins. I didn’t feel this way with Cheryl. With her, it just seemed natural that the next step was marriage. Our parents were happy with our choices, and for a time, so was I. But thinking back now, I took on more work because I battled to be in her company. We had nothing in common, not even our sex life. She did me a favor when she walked out on me.
Distant voices drift in on the wind and I turn my head. A couple strolling along laughing and chatting. A part of me wants this with Simmi. It’s not just the fact I can’t get enough of her. When we haven’t fought our attraction, we’ve actually got on well. She’s a brilliant woman with a stellar sense of humor.
I stand and make my way back to my rental. With only the memory of her touch and the echo of her infectious laughter, I crash on the outdoors couch and allow the twinkling darkness to lull me to sleep.
I want Simmi. I need Simmi. Now I have to help her see she feels the same.
