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side of things? “He’s here with Melissa. You know, the blonde beauty? Why, I don’t know. He doesn’t seem very happy with her.” At dinner Ellie noticed Melissa was the only one showing affection. Heath barely seemed to tolerate her.
“Forget about Melissa. I wish I knew what was going on there, but he doesn’t share those things with me anymore.” Mia grinned. “I do know he still cares for you though.”
“I thought he didn’t tell you things like that?”
“Oh, he doesn’t have to. I’m his sister and that bond still remains. He could stay away for another thirteen years, and I would still be able to pick up on some things. I remember how he looked when he liked a girl. I know how he looks when he’s in love. I’ve seen it before, all those years ago, with you.”
Thirteen years ago Ellie would’ve given anything to hear those words come out of Heath’s mouth. I love you. And for him to mean them. Although they’d spent lots of time together, acting like lovers, those three little words were never spoken. She’d thought them all right, but never dared repeat them. She didn’t know if Heath thought them too. Back then she liked to think so.
She prided herself on having a tough exterior. She had to have one to deal with Heath’s betrayal, and then after her parents decided to leave Seaside to travel the country she was faced with being totally alone for the first time. Her heart, still fragile, she kept close, not willing to give it to anyone else.
“I highly doubt that. And I don’t want him to love me.” Ellie sighed heavily. “It’s easier if he doesn’t.”
“What are you going to do when he finally tells you how he feels?”
“You’re getting ahead of yourself and saying things you can’t possibly know. He has Melissa.” Ellie couldn’t help but think if Heath had really wanted her he would’ve come back a helluva lot sooner than now.
“I’ve already told you, Melissa doesn’t mean—”
Ellie held her hand up, signaling for Mia to stop right there. “I don’t want to talk about Melissa.” What she really didn’t want to do was think about Melissa on Heath’s arm, pressing her model-perfect body against his. Her in his bed, being the one underneath him while he probably did amazing things to her. It didn’t concern Ellie if he had loved her in the past, because he’d picked Melissa—or women just like her.
“Okay. I won’t bring her up again.”
Pressing a hand to her chest, Ellie tried rubbing away the ache taking up residence there. She imagined that pain would never fully go away. It was a permanent break that would never heal. “Thank you.”
Boom, boom, boom . A pounding came at her front door. Ellie looked at the clock hanging on her gallery wall. She and Mia exchanged looks. “Who would be here this late?”
“Oh, no!” Mia put a palm to her forehead. “It’s probably dad. I was supposed to call him when I got here. I made the mistake of telling him I would be coming here after dark. He’s been worried about the mystery guy.”
Another knock pounded at the door, as if someone was using their fist. “God, he must be worried. He’s about to break my door down.” Ellie swung the heavy wooden door open, and lost all words.
Heath stood on her porch, the light illuminating his handsome features. She made the mistake of letting her eyes move from his chest downward, finding worn jeans hugging all his glorious parts. A Chicago Cubs T-shirt covered a well-formed chest, making her libido come alive. Oh boy. Even the dark, somewhat dangerous glare he was shooting at her was turning her on.
Her girly parts, parts only he seemed to awaken in her, came alive and begged for attention. Moisture surged between her thighs, dampening her panties, while the rest of her body decided to betray her too. Under his stare her nipples hardened, as if begging for attention. Because of the flimsy fabric, she knew they had to be noticeable. If this was the way her
“Forget about Melissa. I wish I knew what was going on there, but he doesn’t share those things with me anymore.” Mia grinned. “I do know he still cares for you though.”
“I thought he didn’t tell you things like that?”
“Oh, he doesn’t have to. I’m his sister and that bond still remains. He could stay away for another thirteen years, and I would still be able to pick up on some things. I remember how he looked when he liked a girl. I know how he looks when he’s in love. I’ve seen it before, all those years ago, with you.”
Thirteen years ago Ellie would’ve given anything to hear those words come out of Heath’s mouth. I love you. And for him to mean them. Although they’d spent lots of time together, acting like lovers, those three little words were never spoken. She’d thought them all right, but never dared repeat them. She didn’t know if Heath thought them too. Back then she liked to think so.
She prided herself on having a tough exterior. She had to have one to deal with Heath’s betrayal, and then after her parents decided to leave Seaside to travel the country she was faced with being totally alone for the first time. Her heart, still fragile, she kept close, not willing to give it to anyone else.
“I highly doubt that. And I don’t want him to love me.” Ellie sighed heavily. “It’s easier if he doesn’t.”
“What are you going to do when he finally tells you how he feels?”
“You’re getting ahead of yourself and saying things you can’t possibly know. He has Melissa.” Ellie couldn’t help but think if Heath had really wanted her he would’ve come back a helluva lot sooner than now.
“I’ve already told you, Melissa doesn’t mean—”
Ellie held her hand up, signaling for Mia to stop right there. “I don’t want to talk about Melissa.” What she really didn’t want to do was think about Melissa on Heath’s arm, pressing her model-perfect body against his. Her in his bed, being the one underneath him while he probably did amazing things to her. It didn’t concern Ellie if he had loved her in the past, because he’d picked Melissa—or women just like her.
“Okay. I won’t bring her up again.”
Pressing a hand to her chest, Ellie tried rubbing away the ache taking up residence there. She imagined that pain would never fully go away. It was a permanent break that would never heal. “Thank you.”
Boom, boom, boom . A pounding came at her front door. Ellie looked at the clock hanging on her gallery wall. She and Mia exchanged looks. “Who would be here this late?”
“Oh, no!” Mia put a palm to her forehead. “It’s probably dad. I was supposed to call him when I got here. I made the mistake of telling him I would be coming here after dark. He’s been worried about the mystery guy.”
Another knock pounded at the door, as if someone was using their fist. “God, he must be worried. He’s about to break my door down.” Ellie swung the heavy wooden door open, and lost all words.
Heath stood on her porch, the light illuminating his handsome features. She made the mistake of letting her eyes move from his chest downward, finding worn jeans hugging all his glorious parts. A Chicago Cubs T-shirt covered a well-formed chest, making her libido come alive. Oh boy. Even the dark, somewhat dangerous glare he was shooting at her was turning her on.
Her girly parts, parts only he seemed to awaken in her, came alive and begged for attention. Moisture surged between her thighs, dampening her panties, while the rest of her body decided to betray her too. Under his stare her nipples hardened, as if begging for attention. Because of the flimsy fabric, she knew they had to be noticeable. If this was the way her
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