Afterwards, we head straight to the motel that Brad and Sam stayed at so there would be less of a chance that they would recognize me. As soon as we check in, we go to the room and before I even shut the door, he grabs me and slams me against the wall feverishly kissing me and sliding his hands up and down my body. Assaulting me with his lips, his eyes peer straight into my soul. We are connected and I will never be able to go back to Dean without feeling remorse for what I have done.
The only problem is the simple fact that making love with Dean turned me on endlessly, but Donovan rocks my world. It’s like we connect on a whole new level and knowing how that feels now, I can’t have sex with Dean and not feel that something is missing. This man has ruined me for any other.
Closing my eyes for a split second, I see Dean and instantly feel horrible. How can I go on? I can’t marry him now. I just cheated on
When I wake up in the middle of the night, I turn over and all I find is a handwritten note on the pillow where Donovan was lying before I fell asleep. Turning on the light, I stare at it in disbelief while I read it, “Jenna, all these years I have loved you and because of that, you have ruined my life. I could have had a family with a loving woman, but all I could see was you and I constantly compared her to you. Knowing that she was never going to be good enough, I finally told her and she couldn’t take it, so she left me. Now you know how I feel and the rest of your life is ruined because there is no way any man will ever compare to me. You will spend the rest of your days wanting me and will never find me because there is no way I would ever be with someone so shallow. I hope you get your just rewards and when you go home late tonight, Dean leaves you because he sees you for what you really are. Just a cheap whore that’s looking for a go
“Did you get the cake?” I ask Johnson quietly, so Nora doesn’t hear. He nods before he picks up the bag from under the table and shows me. Today is Nora’s birthday. She has just turned 32 and is so excited, because Johnson asked her to marry him this morning. The first thing she did as soon as he gave her the ring and proposed, was to say yes and then call me to let me know. Screaming over the phone, I thought she was being murdered, till she finally spit it out. I can’t explain how happy I felt when I found out. She really deserves a happy ending. “Did you bring what I asked you to?” He looks at me nervously. I wink and whisper, “There is absolutely no way I would forget it.” As soon as I say it, Nora walks back in the room. “What are you two whispering about over there? You know that I don’t like secrets or surprises. I have had way too many of both of them today even th
“Hey, what are you doing over there?” I look to see what Link is doing before I rush over to tickle him. Watching as he pokes his head from under the covers, I grab the sheet and pull it down so I can get to his feet. Wiggling and shrieking, he tries his hardest to escape the “fingers of death”, but eventually I succeed and tickle him till he screams out, “Mommmmmy, stop.” I glance at his face to see him laughing so hard his face is all red and scrunched up. It makes me chuckle and then I watch him laugh so hard he rolls clear off the bed when I grab his ankles and tickle his foot again. This tickle monster knows how to play the game and win. “O.K., O.K., it’s time for bed. Now that we have gotten out all that extra energy, you should be able to fall asleep right away. Or do we need the tickle monster to strike again?” I ask jokingly while tucking him in and stopping to wiggle my fingers. “No
“Mom. Come look at this.” Link rushes over to me and almost falls in the sand right before he reaches me. Everyday, he looks more and more like a Minnie me version of Dean and I love every minute of it. Being so perfect, some days I wonder if I haven’t died and this is my version of heaven. What I do know though, is I wouldn’t change a minute of it for the world. It has been two years since the day Dean came back into our lives, I sit back and think as I watch Dean and Link playing in the sand at the playground. Last year we got married finally and made the whole family thing official. Link started preschool and we are expecting our little girl any day now. Dean decided that he gets to name this one Isabel and I agreed whole heartedly. It is a wonderful name for a vision of beauty. I can already tell that she has a mind of her own because the way she kicks me when she gets too hot, or my music is too loud. She makes me laugh and when I cry, I feel her suddenly move as if s
While petting my beloved horse Mable's reddish brown mane softly, I think back to five years ago when I wasn't married to a man who's only passion is making vast fortunes and working every second of the day. Matter of fact, if I was completely honest, marriage wasn't my first thought. I had wanted to travel and be a world famous designer in Milan. When my dad notified me of the arranged marriage, I freaked out. Not knowing that people still did that in the U.S., my first thought was to run away. So I took the earliest plane that I could find to Europe and hid. I stayed abroad for 6 months till they eventually found me. How could I get married? I was so young and wanted to do so many things before I was chained down to one man. Getting married wasn't one of them. Feeling Mable snort, brings me back to the present and she rubs her nose on my hand to get me to pet her again. The soft fur always calms me, I have had her my whole life. She used to be my mom's before she di
With my heart still pounding, I run back to the house and take refuge in my bedroom. That man is one of the new hires, how did I not notice him earlier? He is so tall, tanned and more handsome then Brad could ever be. Not to mention, the muscles on him. Laying on the bed, I remember staring into those hungry green eyes, thinking that I wouldn't mind if his eyes looked that way at my naked body and his hands caressed my skin. There is something to say for a hard working man. Compared to Brad's soft perfectly manicured nails and fingers, his are rough and callused. I wonder how that would feel against my soft delicate skin. To feel the strength ooze from his finger tips as he grabs my hips and makes love to me with my back up against the wall. I long to wrap my petite legs around his waist and feel him grow against me. Something I have yet to ever feel. When I had the brief affair in Los Angeles, it wa
Waking up early and stretching in bed, I smell ham and eggs cooking. Marissa must have gotten here oftly early this morning to be making breakfast already. Stepping out of bed, I feel the cold wood planks under my feet and immediately form goosebumps on my arms.Brrr.I rush to grab my heavy robe and put it on my shoulders. Struggling so early in the morning, I really have a hard time finding the holes to put my arms in. When I do succeed eventually, I step into the kitchen, saying, "Goodmorning Marissa, did you sleep well last night?"Taking a seat at the counter, I wait patiently for my food and an answer. She turns around and smiles, "Yes, ma'am. I did and you?"Thinking about my answer, before saying anything, I wonder if I should tell her about my dreams. Settling on no for now, I state, "Yes, I did too. This all smells wonderful." Waving my hands at the meal co
The warmth of the sun beating down on my back, feels so good after a long afternoon. Mable, snorts and turns her head to the side as I enjoy nature and watch the birds flying above our heads. We are ready to head back to the stable, when I hear the steady trot of another horse in the distance, echoing throughout the valley. Looking back, I see the tall gentleman from the day before and watch as he closes in on our distance. Mable senses something and turns around just before a rattlesnake strikes her leg. She raises up on her back legs and knocks me off. Sitting on the ground, all I can see is Mable laying on her side groaning. Pushing up off the ground, I get to my feet and run over to her. She has fallen on top of the rattlesnake and crushed it, but not before it struck her again. I can see the two bites swelling up as she lays there in pain. Not knowing what to do, I stand up and flag down the stable hand