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“I slept the whole way too, don’t worry,” Max assures me, looking over at me intently but I know he didn’t. I know he just sat there watching me the whole time.
If he can look me in the eye, let alone smile after watching me sleep, he’s a keeper.
Max is the one, I just know he is.
I don’t why he’d want me, but I’m not gonna miss my chance.
Chapter Six
Max
She tried to stay awake for me, I know she did. But I can tell she needed her eight hours and watching her sleep the whole way was the next best thing to holding her.
Mark hasn’t spared any expense, and after a first class trip to the islands, it’s another town car taking us straight to the pier.
I’m feeling like we have some real privacy for once, but just as I open my mouth to say so, just as I consider sliding over next to Charlene instead of sitting across from her, my cell phone buzzes.
A message from Mark, which I tactfully ignore until Charlene’s phone rings seconds later.
I don’t hide my annoyance, which Charlene picks up on but doesn’t share. She’s as close to her dad as he is protective of her.
I stare out the window, growling to myself as she talks to her dad about the flight, telling him the truth; that she slept the whole way.
Do I want to talk to him?
No.
She jokes about how grouchy I must get without sleep, maybe she’s right.
Or maybe it’s just people getting in my way, preventing me from claiming what’s mine.
I remind myself that we’re almost there, that I’ll have her all to myself for at least two weeks.
Charlene pouts once she’s off the phone with her dad, looking worried that I didn’t want to talk to him.
“I just saw him a few hours ago,” I hear myself saying gruffly, still sounding annoyed.
“I know… he’s just worried about me,” Charlene chimes, biting her lip, making me wonder if she’s wondering if it’s ‘to be continued’ time yet.
I thought I could be more patient, I thought just the two of us alone would make things easier. But if Mark’s gonna call every time I even think about getting close to Charlene, then I’ve got my work cut out for me.
“I can switch my phone off,” Charlene offers, reading my thoughts, confirming everything I’ve been thinking.
“Better not,” I suggest, lightening up as I notice how hard she’s actually trying to please me.
“We don’t want your dad just turning up if you stop answering your phone.”
We both chuckle, then grow silent, knowing that it’s something her dad probably would do.
“I’ll call him later,” I lie, and Charlene opens her mouth to say something, but the blare of car horns, then screeching of tires as the car pitches sideways stops her.
My heart stops, but only because I see the look of fear in her eyes. A look I never want to see again.
Her open mouth is rocketing towards me, her arms out as mine grab her, cushioning her safely and preventing her from any harm as the car screeches to a halt.
Our mouths almost touching, she’s in my arms, her whole body pressing against mine as our hearts pound out their own beat, signaling to us both that we’re only delaying the inevitable.
“Are you alright?” I ask her, “Just tell me you’re safe.”
Her eyes darken as her pupils dilate, an inch from mine, her breathe hot on my lips as she whispers the one thing I need to hear, making my length instantly thicken and harden against my pants.
“To be continued.”
I grip the back of her head with both of my hands and despite the commotion outside the car, our mouths collide in a frenzy of passion, seizing the moment and cramming every ounce of each other into one another as her tongue rolls over mine.
My hands move from her head to her chest, squeezing both her breasts and drawing a low moan from her as her hands trace the outline of my arms as they flex through my sleeves, pumping in time with my hands as the reach to stroke her thick, pebbled nipples under her shirt.
“Oh… Max…” she gaps, pulling away only long enough to tell me, “I want you… I’ve always wanted you…” she whimpers and I can only reply by kissing her harder, answering any question, dissolving any doubt she might have if she thinks I don’t feel exactly the same way.
The driver opens the passenger door, then closes it again just as quickly, I’m waving him away with my hand, not wanting anything else to interrupt this moment.
He had a near miss with the car, it happens and because I have Charlene safe in my arms now, I can forgive that. I’m glad he did swerve and skid when he did.
