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hers. “It can get a little hairy.”
I looked at her gratefully, and slowly pulled my hand out from under Will’s grasp. His skin slid across mine like silk. He had a Prince’s hands, that was for sure. Smooth, strong, hot-blooded.
I shook my head, realizing I was staring down at them.
“Thank you,” I said, nodding and looking up at my father. He was lost in Vicky’s smile, and it was then that I knew he wasn’t going to save me from this.
This was going to be my life. Even when I went back home to teach, I’d still be related to these people. This wasn’t just a vacation. This was no fairy tale. This was real.
“Ben and I are going for a walk in the gardens,” Vicky said as we all stood up from the table. “Would any of you care to join us?”
“I’m tired,” I blurted out. “I mean - it’s been a long day. I’m going to go to my room and read for a while before bed.”
“Of course, darling,” Vicky said, kissing my cheek. “Make yourself at home, you can do anything you please.”
“Thank you, Vicky,” I replied, kissing her cheek back, feeling her paper thin skin under my lips. She seemed so fragile, so old, until she spoke, or you looked into her eyes, and you could see she was quite vibrant, despite her age. No wonder my father loved her.
“Good night, sweetheart. I’ll call you tomorrow. We can go out for dinner, if you’d like,” my father said, hugging me.
“Sure, Dad. I’d like that.” I watched them walk away, said goodbye to Catherine, Aunt Ora, the cousins and everyone else, and avoided Will’s eyes again as I turned to begin the journey to my room, which was actually down three long hallways that were lined with all kinds of expensive art. It was like a museum. I spotted a Monet and a Van Gogh, and a faberge egg in a glass case. There was even a collection of knight’s armor standing menacingly in a corner by the grand staircase.
I was halfway to my room when I heard footsteps behind me. I turned to see Will’s half smile smirking at me, with Willy following along behind him. Willy ran up to me, rubbing his body against me. I reached down to pet him, my heart melting.
“What?” I asked Will.
“You,” he replied, his arrogant grin taking over his entire face now.
“Me what?”
He stepped closer to me, and then kept walking forward, gently pushing me back against the wall, until I was pressed against it, trapped by his large towering frame, trapped in his gaze, in his heat.
“Do you have any idea how beautiful you’ve become?”
“Because I was so hideous before?” I shot back.
“That’s not what I meant, and you know it. You know I thought you were beautiful back then, back when we were together,” he whispered, his voice low and seductive. He was wearing a dark blue suit, with no tie, his shirt opened at the neck, revealing a sliver of his firm, smooth, tan chest. “But you’re different now. You’ve grown up. A lot.” He reached out, resting his hands on the side of my hips as he continued. “You’ve got curves now, Jewels.”
“ Julia! ” I hissed. I wanted to wiggle from his embrace, but his hands on my hips has me plastered in front of him as he continued his verbal assault on my senses.
He pulled his head down, until his lips were mere centimeters from mine. I bit my lip. My breath stopped.
“You know,” he whispered, “I can still remember what you taste like, Jewels. How your body felt writhing under mine. How your lips tasted…” His head tipped forward slightly, his lips pressing against mine like a feather until I melted under his touch. When he felt me relax, his kiss turned harder, firmer. I’d thought about kissing Will again for years, and it was everything I remembered…and more. He kissed me with the same passion I remembered. The unabashed wildness and intention of a hungry man.
And this time, I knew exactly what that intention was. Gone was the naive girl who just wanted the Prince to like her. Will was kissing a
I looked at her gratefully, and slowly pulled my hand out from under Will’s grasp. His skin slid across mine like silk. He had a Prince’s hands, that was for sure. Smooth, strong, hot-blooded.
I shook my head, realizing I was staring down at them.
“Thank you,” I said, nodding and looking up at my father. He was lost in Vicky’s smile, and it was then that I knew he wasn’t going to save me from this.
This was going to be my life. Even when I went back home to teach, I’d still be related to these people. This wasn’t just a vacation. This was no fairy tale. This was real.
“Ben and I are going for a walk in the gardens,” Vicky said as we all stood up from the table. “Would any of you care to join us?”
“I’m tired,” I blurted out. “I mean - it’s been a long day. I’m going to go to my room and read for a while before bed.”
“Of course, darling,” Vicky said, kissing my cheek. “Make yourself at home, you can do anything you please.”
“Thank you, Vicky,” I replied, kissing her cheek back, feeling her paper thin skin under my lips. She seemed so fragile, so old, until she spoke, or you looked into her eyes, and you could see she was quite vibrant, despite her age. No wonder my father loved her.
“Good night, sweetheart. I’ll call you tomorrow. We can go out for dinner, if you’d like,” my father said, hugging me.
“Sure, Dad. I’d like that.” I watched them walk away, said goodbye to Catherine, Aunt Ora, the cousins and everyone else, and avoided Will’s eyes again as I turned to begin the journey to my room, which was actually down three long hallways that were lined with all kinds of expensive art. It was like a museum. I spotted a Monet and a Van Gogh, and a faberge egg in a glass case. There was even a collection of knight’s armor standing menacingly in a corner by the grand staircase.
I was halfway to my room when I heard footsteps behind me. I turned to see Will’s half smile smirking at me, with Willy following along behind him. Willy ran up to me, rubbing his body against me. I reached down to pet him, my heart melting.
“What?” I asked Will.
“You,” he replied, his arrogant grin taking over his entire face now.
“Me what?”
He stepped closer to me, and then kept walking forward, gently pushing me back against the wall, until I was pressed against it, trapped by his large towering frame, trapped in his gaze, in his heat.
“Do you have any idea how beautiful you’ve become?”
“Because I was so hideous before?” I shot back.
“That’s not what I meant, and you know it. You know I thought you were beautiful back then, back when we were together,” he whispered, his voice low and seductive. He was wearing a dark blue suit, with no tie, his shirt opened at the neck, revealing a sliver of his firm, smooth, tan chest. “But you’re different now. You’ve grown up. A lot.” He reached out, resting his hands on the side of my hips as he continued. “You’ve got curves now, Jewels.”
“ Julia! ” I hissed. I wanted to wiggle from his embrace, but his hands on my hips has me plastered in front of him as he continued his verbal assault on my senses.
He pulled his head down, until his lips were mere centimeters from mine. I bit my lip. My breath stopped.
“You know,” he whispered, “I can still remember what you taste like, Jewels. How your body felt writhing under mine. How your lips tasted…” His head tipped forward slightly, his lips pressing against mine like a feather until I melted under his touch. When he felt me relax, his kiss turned harder, firmer. I’d thought about kissing Will again for years, and it was everything I remembered…and more. He kissed me with the same passion I remembered. The unabashed wildness and intention of a hungry man.
And this time, I knew exactly what that intention was. Gone was the naive girl who just wanted the Prince to like her. Will was kissing a
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