Authors: Christa Simpson
"I will, as soon as you're done in here. I'll go get
you some clothes and tell the others that you're okay. I thought something bad
had happened to you," he said.
"Something bad did happen. I hurt you. It was cruel
and unfair."
"Save it. I'll be back in two."
"Promise?" I said, scared he might change his mind.
"I promise," he whispered.
The warm water wasn't nearly as refreshing as I had hoped. I
hurriedly washed my hair and soaped up my body. The scent of Edwin's body wash
made the tears start coming again. I gave myself a quick rinse and forced away
the sad thoughts along with the tears, down the drain. I turned off the water
and reached for a towel, my clothes already neatly stacked on the vanity.
After drying off, I slipped on the fresh t-shirt and pants left out for me. I
stared at my face in the mirror. My body was cleansed but I was feeling far
from refreshed and my reflection was a perfect disaster. I was run ragged. So
exhausted. It had been a trying day and a tiresome night. Having no socks, I
tip-toed out of the bathroom barefoot. I found Edwin sitting in the tall bed,
leaning against the white king-sized headboard.
"Feeling better?" he asked.
"Not really." Feeling incredibly anxious, I
fidgeted with the towel in my hair. "Where is everyone?"
"They're over at your place, but I told them we needed
some time. We can check in with them later."
Relieved that he was at least talking to me, I had a seat
next to him on the bed. "Edwin, I am so sorry. I went too far. I hurt
you. And that was the last thing I wanted to do. I love you so much. Please
forgive me."
Edwin's aqua blue eyes remained dark, fathomless, unreadable.
I tossed the towel aside. "If you need time, I will
give you all the time you need, but please let's work it out together," I
blathered on, restless, terrified. My hand covered his. "I was being
selfish. I realize now that it was bad judgment on my part. I shouldn't have
done that. I just love when you get all protective over me and you look so
darn cute when you're mad. It was stupid." I squeezed his hand and
pulled it to my forehead, trying to hide my face. It sounded so dumb out loud.
Edwin stayed silent. I felt like I had to beg for his
forgiveness. Make him see.
"It was rotten of me. God, I'm so sorry. Please Edwin,
forgive me."
Our hands dropped back to the bed. Why won't he say anything
damn it?
"I know I've broken your trust. I'll earn it back. I
can. I will. If you'll just let me prove myself to you."
Edwin finally stopped me, his fingers gently covering my
lips. "You done?"
"Mmm hmm," I replied, more nervous than ever.
"Well I did a lot of thinking myself after you took
off."
"And?" I asked, anxious, impatient.
"And I realized just how much I need you in my
life."
I pressed my lips together to hide an exuberant grin. Tears
of joy streamed down my face, but I stopped myself from attacking him. I
folded my dry lips in my mouth.
"There's a reason we got back together in the first
place," Edwin said. "I'm in love with you. It's amazing how you can
spend the afternoon with some hopeless dude and make me madder than ever, and
yet you still get my heart racing when you walk in the room." He paused,
and so did my lungs. "After talking to Hunter about it, I’ve decided to
give you the benefit of the doubt. And I suppose I overreacted a little."
He looked at me with big blue puppy dog eyes.
My heart floated, weightless in my chest. "Okay,"
I said on a shaky breath.
Staying serious, "I should have never said those things
to you. I feel terrible. It just hurt to see you like that with another guy,
especially after last night. I guess what I'm trying to say is I'm
sorry."
Huh? "You're apologizing to me? Here I thought you
never wanted to see me again." My eyes threatened rain, but only one
happy drop trickled down my cheek.
"Abs, I love you. There's no need to cry anymore."
"I know. I can't help it," I breathed. “I love
you so much." I smiled into his dark, dreamy eyes, and Edwin pulled me
onto his lap, up and out of the dumps. It felt so good to be in
his
arms again. I rested a hand on his warm, hard chest, his heart beating strong
against my ear.
Edwin leaned down, and his lips brushed mine, soft, slow and
meaningful. "This is supposed to be our weekend, and I know I'm not going
to let Arnold Schwarzenegger's son wreck what's left of it."
"Arnold Schwarzenegger?" I said, a huge grin
manipulating my dry lips.
"You know what I’m saying," he said, smirking.
Edwin brushed the hair from my eyes and then he leaned down slowly, his eyes
soft, his kiss passionate.
We kissed and kissed, until my lips hurt from sensory
overload. And then we made good use of his massive bed. Slow and steady,
Edwin romanticized make-up sex, touching, feeling and reminding me that I was
all his.
Sometime later, blissful silence filled the room, our breaths
unified, as we absorbed each other's afterglow. Edwin rolled out of bed and
pulled on a fresh pair of sexy surfer shorts, leaving the top button undone. Damn
he looked good. He stood there staring at me, a fascinating package of
masculinity, his arms propped out from his body, his biceps too large for his
frame.
Then, "So this is what I have to do to get laid around
here?" He crawled back on the bed smiling and stretched out all that
heavy muscle next to me.
"Don't get any crazy ideas," I said, tangling
myself in his long, powerful legs.
"We should probably go next door," Edwin reminded
me, his voice a soft growl. He kissed me on the nose and brushed the hair from
my face. "But I should warn you, Jay and Tanner are over there."
I winced at the sound of Edwin saying his name. I couldn't
even imagine the thought of Tanner and Edwin together in the same room, let
alone with me in between them. Edwin could sense the concern that washed over
me.
"Would you rather I call him Arnold?"
I laughed, but I was still very anxious. I didn’t respond as
I pulled away from him and rested back against the soft pillows.
"Don't worry Abs, I've already talked to Arnold. I can
handle it. We had a little chat while you were off practicing for the
marathon. I hate to say it, but he seems like a decent guy."
I'm sure he wouldn't think that if he knew what had went down
at the dock. Better to save that for another time, when Tanner is far, far
away. "I'm sure you and Tanner are best friends now," I said
sarcastically, slinking off the bed for a quick drink.
"Yeah. That's not gonna happen. He apologized for
being such a dink and I forgave him. Not like I'm ever gonna see him again
after this weekend anyway. We're good now. I mean, we're good, right?"
Edwin glanced at me expectantly.
I smiled as I returned to the bed. "We're very good
Eddie. So good in fact, that I'd like to spend the rest of the night showing
you just how good we are."
With a smile plastered across his face, Edwin leapt up and swept
me off of my feet. "Mmm. I hoped you'd say that," he growled.
"I'll message TJ to tell them that we need more time."
"You can tell them that I need all night. I don't want
to be alone Eddie."
Edwin pressed a soft kiss to my lips and lowered me to the
middle of the bed. I rested, sunken in the feathery sheets, as he bent over the
side of the bed to pull his phone from his pants pocket. "I'm sure TJ
will get the hint. He can call it a night at your place. Hunter's already
shacked up there with Aliah anyway." Edwin retrieved his phone to notify
the others of our plans.
____________________
10:46 PM
Hey
TJ. There’s been a change of plans. If the cabin's a rockin, don’t come a
knockin. I’m serious. STAY AWAY!! YT Edwin (The Stud) Santora
____________________
10:47 PM
Make me. You've had enough time. TJ
____________________
10:49 PM
I
will make you. Try coming over here and see what happens. I'll take you down
with my hands tied behind my back. Don't think I can? Try me. Edwin (The
Naked Stud) Santora
____________________
10:51 PM
Like
fuck. Thanks for that nasty image you kinky bastard. Real fucking fair that I
have to be here with Maddie and her latest lover, while you’re over there
getting your fantasy fuck on. TJ
____________________
10:52 PM
If
you don't fuck off, Maddie will be the least of your problems. I need this
bro. I'm not gonna say it again. Edwin
____________________
10:54 PM
Fuck me. Am I the only one not getting laid tonight? TJ
____________________
When I returned from the washroom, my curiosity was aroused
from Edwin’s incessant texting. "What did he say?" I asked.
"No problem," Edwin said. "The place is all
ours."
"Sweet. I'm sure if Ally had anything to do with it,
Hunter will be in her bed anyway."
"Yeah, they looked like they were getting pretty cozy
together earlier tonight. It was actually rather depressing." Edwin
tossed his phone onto floor, it skimmed over his pile of clothes and slid
across the hard floor, landing a few feet away.
Ignoring that, I got to my knees and yanked Edwin back in the
bed with me. After crawling on top of him, I pinned his wrists over his head
and kissed him hard. My tongue slipped inside his mouth and he groaned with
the knowledge. With heavy breaths, my lips traveled up his rough jaw toward
his ear. I released one of his hands and it instantly skimmed down my back. I
eased his zipper down and took him in my hand. He was already ready for round
two, and not a second too soon.
"Thank you Eddie," I breathed, and flicked his lobe
with my tongue.
"Like I said before," he growled on a moan, when I
squeezed around him, "this is our weekend. You and me baby. Forget about
the rest."
And I did.
THE
MORNING CAME FAST and so did my enchantment. To wake attached to my sleepy but
satisfied man, in an amazingly fluffy king size bed that overlooked the scenic
lakeside, was wonderful to say the least. It was cozy, I was safe, and it was
exceptionally quiet in our little corner of heaven. I was happy that TJ had
taken Edwin’s advice, leaving us the opportunity to spend an entire
uninterrupted night together.
Not wanting to skip any of the pleasantries, I slipped out from
under Edwin’s heavy arm, pulled on his oversized t-shirt and tiptoed on the
cold ceramic floor to the kitchen. The fridge was empty except for a half
empty bottle of tequila and three bottles of beer. So much for breakfast in
bed. Coffee will have to do. The counter held a single cup brewer, courtesy
of the Southwind Inn. I was in luck. They had Edwin's favourite flavour.
Moments later his was cup done and I clicked in my flavour
disk for a French Vanilla cappuccino. I heard Edwin tousling around with the blankets,
and before I could pull my mug from the machine, Edwin already had his nose
nuzzled in my hair.
"Good morning," he growled, deliberately pressing
his morning wood against my naked thigh. Edwin was wearing nothing but some
revealing tighty whities and they were hard pressed for space. His strong body
flexed as he stretched his arms over his head, drawing my eyes to his sharply
tapered back and incredible midsection.
"Mmm, good morning. I made you coffee."
Edwin reached around me, gathered his mug into both hands and
inhaled the rich flavour. "Mmm. Thanks."
Leaning against the counter, I turned to face him, and
enjoyed my own drink. “So what’s the plan for today?”
"It's late. Want to go for a walk?"
"You don't want to grab some breakfast first?"
"Breakfast can wait. I want to show you
something."
Curious. "Okay, give me a minute to make myself
presentable. Then we can go." I gulped down my hot drink and rinsed the
cup in the sink. When I turned to go to the bathroom, Edwin stopped me with a
single arm.
"Not so fast." He put his mug down, pulled me hard
against his solid chest, and using his fist, he tilted my chin up. His
lingering kiss was warm, soft and wet. "Okay, now you can go," he
growled.
HAND’S
CLASPED TOGETHER WE walked outside in the warm morning sunlight. There wasn't
a lot of commotion out and about and there was absolutely no sign of life
coming from my cabin as we passed it. Edwin led me down the familiar boardwalk
and it was obvious that he had a destination in mind. He dragged me down a
narrow dirt trail into the forest. I savoured my curiosity, Edwin’s smile
bursting from his face.