Rebecca’s heart pounded in her chest as she watched the flashing lights of the police cars in the rearview mirror. John had been trying to evade them for miles, but they finally caught up to them as they attempted to cross the state line. She begged him to stop, to give up, but he only revved the engine and pushed the pedal to the floor. The car swerved through traffic, cutting off other vehicles at a dangerous speed. Rebecca gripped the armrests, her knuckles turning white. She tried to reason with him, telling him that they would only make things worse, but he only laughed maniacally and continued to weave in and out of traffic. Suddenly, a loud bang echoed through the car, and the vehicle next to them spun out of control on the freeway. Rebecca’s head slammed against the window, and she let out a scream. Rebecca was panicking, looking out the window and watching the police cars in pursuit. John was driving recklessly, swerving and dodging as the car hit high speeds. "John, pleas
With a warm cup of tea in her hands, Rebecca watched as the sun fell below the horizon from a seat on the porch. The previous week had been a tornado of feelings and encouragement. Now that John was no longer a danger, she felt relieved, but the recollections persisted in the back of her mind. She inhaled deeply, attempting to shake off the residual anxiety. Andreas walked up behind her and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. She looked up at him, offering a small smile. He had been her rock through it all, supporting her in every way possible. "How are you feeling?" he asked softly. Rebecca sighed, leaning into his touch. "Better," she admitted. "The weight feels a little lighter now that he's gone." Andreas nodded, his gaze full of understanding. "I'm glad you're safe," he said, his voice filled with sincerity. "And I'm here for you, always." She reached up and touched his hand, a silent thank you passing between them. They sat in comfortable silence, the sounds of the evening
His hand reached out, his fingers tracing a delicate path along her jawline, sending shivers down her spine. "I want you, too," he admitted, his voice husky. Rebecca's breath caught as his thumb brushed over her lower lip, and she leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed. The intimacy of the moment and the electricity in the air made her feel more alive than ever. His fingers trailed down her neck, sending tingles of sensation wherever they touched. She could feel the heat between them, the anticipation growing with each passing second. Her hands found their way to his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart beneath her fingertips. Andreas leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a teasing, featherlight kiss. It was a promise of what was to come—a tantalising taste that left her craving more. She leaned in, deepening the kiss, their mouths moving together in a dance of passion. Their bodies pressed closer, the heat of their desire igniting like a wildfire. His ar
She watched, her eyes drinking in his naked form. He stepped towards her, his eyes never leaving hers. He pressed his lips against hers, kissing her hungrily. Their passion intensified as their bodies pressed against each other, and their tongues explored each other's mouths. The room filled with the sound of their heavy breathing, fueling their desire for each other.She opened her mouth eagerly for him, tasting him with her tongue.He moaned and began to kiss her again, moving his hands to her waist. She could feel the heat between them intensify as his hands explored her body, igniting a fire within her. With each kiss, their desire grew stronger, and their bodies became one in a passionate embrace.He pulled her closer to him, his hardness rubbing against her stomach. She could feel the heat emanating from between them, and she trembled. As their bodies pressed against each other, their breathing quickened, and the anticipation built. Their kisses grew more urgent, fueling the fla
Rebecca sat on her porch, covered in a warm blanket, as the first snowflakes of the season began to fall. Buddy, her ever-faithful companion, sat by her side, contentedly enjoying the quiet moment with her mistress. The previous year had been an emotional rollercoaster, but they had made it through together, stronger than ever.The love she shared with Andreas was worth every hardship they endured. If only Lacey were here to share her happiness. She couldn’t wait to tell her, but first Andreas.Just then, the sound of a car approaching broke her reverie. Andreas pulled into the driveway, his smile as warm as the fireplace awaiting them inside. He stepped out of the car and hurried towards her, his breath creating small puffs in the cold air."Hey, beautiful," he greeted her, leaning in for a sweet kiss.Rebecca's heart skipped a beat as she returned his kiss. "Hey, yourself," she replied with a grin. "You're home early."Andreas chuckled, his eyes filled with affection. "I couldn't wa
It’s been a week, exactly a week since I last talked to Andreas McKinnon on the hill and since I also haven’t been able to sleep or eat ever since. Today I have to go back there and tell him I’m sure about my decision. The same one I had already made the first time I had gone there. It had been a mistake to go to him. I almost peed my pants. Just thinking about it makes me relive everything that went I through, and I did it only because I was more attached to the house, the land and everything that kept me closer to the memories. Everything that she had touched. We were close to losing it all to Andreas McKinnon. Not only had I lied to my brother, my father and my best friend Lacey about where I was going in the middle of the night but I had to climb the hill, in total darkness to get there. The path to Kingdom ranch was watched by several of his men. He guarded his cattle and crops with nails and teeth
“I need to talk to you.” I start to say before I chicken out. “In private.” “Private?” His smile turns into a snicker and he shake his head. “Children should be in their beds.” “Please. Is important.” I press on trying to forget the jolts of pain and ignoring the fact that he just called me a child. At 24 I did not consider myself a child, I may look younger than I was but not that much to call me child. “To whom?” He has me there, I don’t want to say it in from of them. “To you.” I’m not brave enough to raise my voice but is loud enough for him to hear. “Really? Now this sound interesting.” Ok, from afar he doesn’t look this intimidating. I had a speech ready and all. I had written it and practiced in front of my bathroom mirror several times before heading here. “I’m listening.” He said crossing his arms, the scowl on his face darkening. “Not here.” I beg. “Please.” I try to ge
Andreas’s POV I knew who she was all right. With the same big doe eyes, she looked a bit roughened up; a bit of dirt on her face didn’t take away the prettiness. She was a looker, even more now with her big brown eyes looking all shiny and the stubborn chin. Little Kennedy wanted an audience and could guess very well the reason but as always, I liked to play with my food and she looked as yummy as ever. Too bad she wasn’t ready to pluck. Never had the chance to have her this close and can’t say that I’m disappointed. A little bit small framed but plain she was not. The hair and eyes did it for me, add the pink lips and cheeks and yes, she was my type, she was any man's type. There were curves and I’d say braveness. Women came on to me all the time but never would have dreamed that she would dare. I know she’s scared of me or I somehow spook her. Looking away whenever I catch her staring, her whole demeanor changed whenever I was close by, not like it had been that many times th