Debra stared at him confounded. He had said he loved her and she had a feeling that he did not realize that he had said it. She nodded. “I am going to miss you.” She told him achingly, reaching out to touch his rigid jaw.
“The tour is something I have to do but in the near future I am going to insist that you come with me.” He pulled her over to his side of the car and took her lips hungrily. “Something to remember me by,” he muttered as he plunged his tongue inside her mouth.
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He had zipped up his pants and sat there with his eyes closed as he tried to get control of his emotions. It was several minutes before he could drive away.
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Debra missed him so much she wanted to weep. At work she could not stop thinking about him and seeing his brother only brought the ache back more. She called and told William that she was not feeling well on Wednesday and she hated herself for the lie but she wanted to be by herself. She had admitted it to herself: she was in love with him and the desire she felt for him was so overpowering that she felt it washing over her as she thought of him. She hadn’t told him the whole truth about herself either and she knew she had to come clean with him.
Her mind drifted back to when she was sixteen and in the group home. It had been another member of the home and they had always looked out for each other. It had happened one night when there had been a power cut. He had persuaded her to go and sit under the tree with him to get some air. It had been the middle of summer and she had done what he had asked. He had started kissing her and she had let him because it felt nice at first and then he had climbed on top of her and started to enter her and that was when she had started crying and telling him no. He had breached her briefly and she shuddered as she remembered the pain ripping through her. She had managed to push him off and ran inside and straight to the bathroom to wash herself. She had never told anyone about it and had never spoken to him again. She had been rap*d and had buried it so far inside her that it had never surfaced until now.
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The tour was going well but he was not and each night he went out to perform he had to put on a front and forced her from his mind. He needed to be with her and he was restless without her. He was in his hotel room now and he had told the rest of the entourage that he needed privacy. He glanced at the clock and discovered that it was almost ten o’clock and wondered if she was asleep. He called just the same and she answered immediately.
“Hey,” he said softly, envisioning her in some s*xy nightie in bed and he started to get hard. “I thought you were sleeping.”
“I was thinking about you,” she told him honestly.
“Same here,” he laughed shortly. “You are messing up my tour woman,” he growled.
“You are messing up my work ethics,” she retorted. “I cannot concentrate at work and I have not been to the center because I cannot bear to look at your brother because he reminds me so much of you.”
“We are quite a pair aren’t we?” he said his voice tinged in amusement. He felt good hearing her voice. “What are we going to do about it?”
“I have no idea,” she answered. “When are you coming back?” It was already Friday night and he said he would be back by Saturday.
“I thought it would be tomorrow but they have me booked for another night so it might be Sunday.”
“Okay,” the disappointment was piercing.
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“I am sorry baby, I want to leave and come home to you but I have to do this.” He said softly.
“I understand,” she forced herself to sound casual but she failed drastically. “I am afraid I don’t,” she told him. “I am craving you Derek.”
“Baby,” he groaned, his body tightening with need. “What are you doing to me?”
“I have no idea,” she was shaking with desire and she felt as if she was going to explode with the need of him. “Just hurry up and get here.” She told him softly.
“I will,” he whispered as he hung up. He shifted uncomfortably on the bed and put his hands behind his head, staring up at the ceiling. He started laughing softly as he realized that a mere slip of a girl had captured his entire heart and body and there was no turning back for either of them. He had been so tough when he was growing up and had put a guard over his heart. They could have as much of his body as they wanted but not his heart, now she had everything.