His Girl

Istanbul was alive, the sun was shining, the weather was almost perfect and for once, I’d had a good night’s sleep. I really wasn’t a morning person, but today’s trip had me excited, enough to get everything ready in time to leave. I couldn’t remember when I’d taken a day off just to relax and enjoy life, to just be.It seemed like centuries since I’d allowed myself to be carefree again…These past few years had changed me, I thought to myself sadly, hardened me; I wasn’t the same easygoing happy kid I used to be. I f I looked inside me now, I wouldn’t be able to find even a shred of the naïve girl who had lived in me before. I decided I didn’t want to ruin my good mood by dwelling on the past, so I focused on what I was taking with me.My backpack was ready and since I’d already marinated the chicken last night, all I had to do was fry it.  I finished off the chicken, did a quick

The boat was amazing; a thing of beauty, all white on white and exposed wood. Built on three levels and designed for a superior outdoor lifestyle, the yacht had a gleaming sundeck, bow seating and even a swim deck to launch jet skis.Eric was pretty impressed, calling it a super yacht.I rolled my eyes, he could afford it, I thought.Good for him. I wondered how many other friends he’d hosted here.How many other women…girlfriends…How convenient.I stopped that thought in its tracks. None of my business.We went inside for the full tour, even more ostentatious I thought as we were led into the main saloon, the forward end of the cabin had been turned into a eat in galley complete with bar stools with the rest of the space furnished with comfy looking couches.Ashton told us how there were four staterooms below decks and two cabins for the crew…Damn… just the kind of toy that separated

The devil lounged back against the wall watching me with a full blown smile on his face.For the tiniest of seconds, it was as it had been before. I would go up to him and throw my arms around his neck and he’d hold me as if he wasn’t ever going to let go.But then I remembered that nothing was as it had been before. He’d made sure of that.“Feeling hot?” his eyes were laughing at me as if he knew just the effect he was having on me.I didn’t think I could reply in a dignified way so I kept quiet and turned back to the view.“You should put on some sunscreen, you’ll burn” he said from behind me.I wanted to say I was already burning so I said nothing.“C’mon let’s go, I’ll make you a drink? For old time’s sake.” He offered blandly.“I’m sure you’ll poison it or poison Eric’s,” I made a face he couldn’t s

 “Emre why?!” I repeated, I wanted to ask him something but I couldn’t remember it.His proximity had obliterated everything else from my brain.“Sarah,” his voice was hoarse.“Emre…” His name sounded like a plea on my lips, only I didn’t know if I wanted him to let me go or come closer to me. My heart was racing so fast I could hear it in my ears, I was sure he must be able to hear it too.“You keep saying my name baby, but I’m right here,” He whispered so close I could feel his breath on my face.I let out a shaky breath and looked up into his grey eyes which seemed darker, they searched mine with an intensity that scorched me.My eyes were drawn down to his lips as if a magnetic force was pulling me toward him. My hand lifted of its own volition and I cupped his rough jaw. Very gently, I touched his wide lower lip with my finger. Flashpoint.No

“Guys I’m hungry. What’s for lunch?” he said“Yea, I’m hungry too” Zayn chimed in, “I heard someone brought over fried chicken,” his gaze was on me. Ashton put both his hands on my shoulders behind me, “Sarah’s food is magic!”“Oh, c’mon Ashton…” I groaned, embarrassed. He’d had some of my cooking before.I didn’t think I was any special than an average home cook.Eric nodded his head in agreement, “She’s good, wait till you guys try it”Pelin made a face, “fried food is very un-healthy”“Not when it’s this good, Pelin sweetheart,” Zayn tilted his head at her mockingly.Emre looked at me, his eyes strange. There was a challenge in them.“She does make good food,” he put in.I couldn’t say anything.I could just look at Emre&rsquo