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All Good Things…
Sunday morning dawned as mornings usually did: far too early for my liking.
Especially after last night.
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d stayed up past midnight, never mind with someone else. All I knew right now was that I didn’t want to get out of bed. I wanted to stay here with Grace tucked against me and my arms wrapped around her, because getting up meant starting the day.
And starting the day meant our last full day together.
She was flying home tomorrow at lunchtime. The weather had passed, and I knew without even looking at the window that the sun was beginning the slow process of melting the mountain of snow outside.
I didn’t dare hope that would delay her flight.
I knew she had to get back. She had a whole life outside the bubble we’d lived in for the past week, and I couldn’t keep her here with me any longer than she already had been.
Back home in Oxleigh was another matter.
I wasn’t letting Grace go. She’d been yanked out of my life when we were children, and I wasn’t going to let the same thing happen now that we were adults. Whatever my feelings were for her, they were strong and very, very real. I wasn’t willing to let go of what could be, not now I knew just how good that was.
I would move Heaven and Earth to keep Grace in my life.
I couldn’t say as friends, though. It wasn’t enough. There was no way I could look at her the same way, platonically, and not remember what it was like to feel her moaning into my mouth and raking her nails down my back.
The memory of her clenching her thighs around my waist, gripping me so tightly I couldn’t move while she came undone beneath me, would probably haunt me for the rest of my life.
It wasn’t the kind of thing I could scrub away. It was right up there with the scent of her hair, the taste of her kiss, the sound of her laugh.
I was in trouble.
I didn’t want to think about what was going to happen. I wanted to focus on today, where we had one more day together before we had to face reality. Where, as far as most of the people here were concerned, she was mine and I was hers, and that’s all there was to it.
Here. Where I could kiss her any time I wanted. Where I could hold her in my arms without any questions. Where we were just Grace and William and nothing else mattered.
She had to feel it. She had to feelsomething. There was no way she couldn’t. If she felt even half of what I did, she had to know.
She had to know I wasn’t letting go this easily.
There was something here. Between us. Something special. Something I couldn’t brush under the carpet and ignore.
As long as she wasn’t so stubborn that she was going to hold onto her original position of us never seeing each other again.
Shit.
I couldn’t.
I couldn’tnotsee her ever again.
“Stop twitching,” Grace murmured, shifting slightly. “You’re being a pest.”
I fought back a laugh. “Sorry. I didn’t know I was fidgeting.”
“Well, you are. You’ve been tapping my foot for ages.” She yawned and stretched out her legs, arching her back so her body was stretching away from me for a moment. She relaxed with a little grunt, then ripped herself away from me and got up. “I’m about to pee myself.”
“Good thing I was fidgeting then.” I laughed, rolling onto my back. My right arm was dead from her having slept on it all night, and it took a good minute of me shaking and prodding it to bring it back to life.
“It’s not that bad!” Grace said, shutting the bathroom door behind her naked body.
“You’ve been asleep on it!”
