He watched them through the woods. He had a cigar in between his lips, and his hands in the pocket of the his trousers.
So it was true, he thought. What Rhoda had told him about the both of them was true.
He took out the cigarette from his mouth and ground it beneath his boots,
“ little tramp.” he swore.
She would pay, they both would, he vowed.
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He put an arm around her, and held sweetheart’s rein in the other. She wrapped both arms around him, holding the bouquet of
He kept an arm around her as they walked into his house, both her arms around his midline, her chhek pressed to his side.She took in the space of his living room. He’d added a few additions since the last time she came. A fuzzy warm mat, a peach flowervase, some paintings that depicted nature, some throw pillows, giving the palour a cozy feel. She liked it, and told him as much.“ i’m glad you do,” he said in reply, “but i’m not finished, i’m not just sure whar else to add, still waiting for it to come to me.” She nodded, understanding. He led heer to a couch and sat beside her,“ would you like me to get you anything, apple juice? “ He knew she favoured apple juice.“ okay, that will do.” he nodded, got up, “ let me get a vase for these,” he said, referring to the bouquet of flowers, making her smile.&
“Callum is the man I was with.” Bryan folded a leg underneath and rested an arm on the head of the couch they shared. He adjusted a push pillow behind her, saying with his eyes, he wanted her to relax. She did. Tried to at least.She blew out a breath and looked up at him.“ Are you done talking about Rhoda?” he searched his mind.“ she came to your shop.” he said, not a question. But a statement, so cool. It made her worry about telling him that tidbit. Because he was sure she was the one, and so was she. Surprisingly, so was she.“ Twice, and Kenell nearly attacked. Kenell attacks nothing but squirrels and his own tail.” She was doing her best to lighten the gravity of the situation. Bryan caught it, smiled, but she could see it in eyes, the seriousness, the weight.“ What could she want?” he asked quietly, and ran his
“I think there comes a time, you start to make decisions that will affect your life for good time to come. When you have to say goodbye to the old and hello to the new, even when letting go is hard. But youhave to, because sometimes, the unfamiliar is just what you’re needing. I think it isn’t easy, but sometimes the hard is what fighting for too. The hard is necessary. All things considered, moving on is the only way you can be introduced to a brand new you, a better you. Hopefully a happier you” She put down her pen, by the journal and stroked a hand down kenell’s head. He’d fallen asleep, head in her lap and she had welcomed him, welcomed the beauty of his rain soaked head. He had no qualms like that, placing his wet body against her like he owned her. And maybe he did, maybe he owned her more than she owned him. She wondered at him, kenell knew his place beside her, was so sure of it and never had to doubt it. She wondered at that kind of trust, that kind of knowi
Aine wasn’t an exceptionally early riser, that worked fine and well for him. He walked into her kitchen with his pyjamas trousers and a white t-shirt that was snug against his torso. He put water in the kettle and placed it on the burner. The woman he knew wasn’t a coffee person, so he settled for tea. She had packs and packs of tea. Chamomile, vanilla, even peppermint. They actually smelled nice and he thought he understood her attraction to them, hopefully they tasted even better. He selected the chamomile for her, and when placed two bags in a dainty teapot, that made him smile. The little teapot all but said “ Aine.” He poured some hot water into the pot and let the bags sit. He went into her fridge and scanned it: yoghurt, eggs, milk, cheese, sausages, vegetables. Fruit, some Jams, he knew, she made herself. He brought out some eggs and bacon and got started on breakfast. It was just her and the dog. there were hardly any signs of take out, so he knew sh
Mmh 22She wound her way back to the house and was greeted by the scent of eggs and bacon and burn.She walked to him first and wrapped him in a hug. It was nice, having him there. Real and solid and all hers for the keeping. It was nice and it gave her so much joy.Kenell strode past them and unto a bunch of pillows in the living room that he knew to be his.“ What did you burn?”“ aside from my pride? The bacon.” she laughed and let him go,“ the weird part is that it still all smells good. If you ignore the burn, that is.”He made a face and went to get plates, “ are you going to eat or are you going to stand there judging my cooking skills?”“Actually–“ she walked toward him, stood on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek,“ I need to take a shower, then I’ll eat,” he bent to kiss her forehead before she could evade him. He would have grabbed her and made the whole thing last longer, but his ha
Mmh 23“I take kenell with me to work now. She's going to not want to stop by. Kenell can probably sniff her out a mile away.”Bryan cocked his head in kenell’s direction, his ears had perked up at the sound of his name.“That offers a bit of comfort,” he said and she leaned her head against his shoulder.“And so does Cedric. If it means anything, I’m sure he is there right now. And here am I, getting settled for a cuddle.” he chuckled and rubbed his nose against her cheek.“I honestly wish you didn't have to go. But I know you do. Which is why I’ll be taking you and bringing you back.”She turned to him, “Like the toddler, I've become,” she said and shook her head. He placed two fingers on her chin,“It’ll give me peace.” she bit her lower lip and stared into his eyes, before finally relenting.“ I know this, Bryan. I’m sorry. It’s just, that I hate she makes us feel like we are being predated. I hate that she’s here and we don’t know what to do about her.” She finished and he felt
“She feels entitled to you,” Aine said, smiling up at him, even though she wanted to scream and shout. She all but wanted to rave at the maddened woman for stalking them the way she did. But instead, she put on the best show of life, running her hand through his hair the way she always did, proving to the woman that she was not afraid of her. She was the one who was being stalked, she was the victim and she was not going to back down. “ let me call the police,” Bryan said, truly agitated, reaching for his phone, but Aine shook her head.“We don’t have anything to pin her with.”“But she’s stalking you,” Bryan said, barely controlling his temper.“ she’s stalking us. But that’s not enough reason to get her arrested. We can’t prove she’s stalking us. But I will speak to a friend of mine, actually a friend of Cedric’s. He’s a policeman. He’ll make this a personal case. But let me speak to him first.”She knew he struggled with what she was asking from him. She knew it took so much from
Meh 25A million emotions warred against each other within her, and all the while her mind screamed, “it can’t be, it just can’t be.”“I got a restraining order.”Cedric came to her and wrapped his arms around her, “ I know baby.”“But, he moved away. I heard… his parents..”“He did move away… but for some reason, he’s come back.”“He couldn’t be back! He just couldn’t !” She wanted to scream, instead, she held on to his sweater and breathed in his soothing scent of pine and oddly? Chamomile. Cedric had a thing for chamomile.“Is Winslow the officer friend?” It was Bryan who asked. He watched them and his heart broke as he saw his girl try to hold, not to fall apart.Hold on, my little warrior. He thought.“Yeah,” Cedric said, fatigue written all over his face. He was just as shaken when Winslow had told him the news, just as distraught, just as destabilized. Aine had been through a lot because of that man and the very last thing they all needed was for that man to come back and give