Motionless
Sammy sat motionless in the garden. She wore a far away expression. When she woke this morning she came to the conclusion not to move one inch from this bench. She had shut everything down inside of herself. It’s best not to think. The lesson that settled within her heart was never to take people at face value. Apparently her godparents have the ability to lie with a smile. She realized she should be more selective with her handling and giving of information.
“Sammy!”
Margie stood beside her, hesitant to touch her. The brown eyes turned to look at her but she wasn’t really seeing at her.
“Child, you can’t sit out here all day. Why don’t you go to the shop and do a bit of creative work or go for a drive. It might help with whatever the problem was.”
“I’ll consider the notion.”
Sammy looked hard at the garage a plan forming in her mind.
Peter looked ti
Deceived by TrustSammy opened her eyes. At first it was pitch black. She blinked her eyes a couple of time and once she focused she saw the candle light in front of her. Mesmerized her eyes followed it.“Are you ready?” asked the soft soothing voice.“What must I do?”“Go on a midnight quest. Search for the answer that isn’t there. Go now.”Sammy threw the blankets from her body. Her feet landed on the floor. Walking towards the window she opened it and stepped through it. Leaving the grounds she walked up the road.Peter had been watching the house since he left. The night was quiet but the clouds of earlier stayed within the sky almost waiting for the time to strike. Before he made a move on her he waited to see if someone was following her.The darken car came out of nowhere. It stopped beside Sammy. The driver climbed out and helped her inside.Peter followed the car that
Trust and LiesSammy dislodged her from him looking into his face. She read and understood the trueness of his emotions reflected on his face. Reaching out she brushed the grim line away from his mouth.“At first his intent was menacing but then I learnt he was family.”“Are you sure he is trustable, love?”“You must ask Charlie since she married him. Where is my flaky cousin anyway? Come to think about it, where is your sister? It is not a good sign if they are both missing in action.” Her fear seemed gone now.“Love, I don’t care where either of them are. You are most important. Will you be okay here for a while? I just want to step out for an hour or so?”“Where are you going?“I just want to check something. Don’t leave the shop until I am back.”Sammy sat in front of her window looking through it watching the coming and goings of the hab
Tension Sammy looked at the group of people. She saw and felt the tension underline with aggression so thick she could barely breathe. She looked at them individually but it was Peter, tall looking powerful with warmth in his eyes when he looks at her that held her attention. There was something magically about his gaze.“What is going on here?”“I came from afar with a tale I want to tell you. Are you strong enough to listen?”“Sammy you should rest. It was a long day.” Margie said.“I am fine, I am just hungry.” She answered but kept her eyes on Peter.“Sammy listened to your godmother. She knows what’s best for you.” Harold was gruff with insistence.“But,”“Harold is quiet right, Sammy.”“I am curious now.”“Don’t worry. I’ll tell you the tale tomorrow.”Peter smiled sw
CrossroadsPeter wiped the tears away.“I hope so. I just realize my own life is a blank. I also realize I shouldn’t be this cozy with you. You belong to another. From the first I saw you I found your presence irresistible.”“My wife won’t mind. I am learning that she is a remarkable woman. On this moonlight night you are helping me untangling a path. I trust you with this precious tale Sammy.”“I am honored. May I be this forward and ask if for only tonight, I can sleep within the strength of your arms?”“You may, Sammy. Tonight I’ll probably sleep too.”Sammy giggled while making herself comfortable.“Share the joke, please.”“Uncle Harold will have a fit finding me here. For tonight, I don’t care.Peter wrapped his arms around her settling her against him.Sammy was sound asleep when the nightmares invaded her dee
Anew…question of Trust“Trust me when I tell you this but my wife won’t mind. Your personalities are remarkable the same.”“That may be true but I bet she won’t like what was whirling around in my mind. On top of it all you are the center of it all.”“Tell me what’s on your mind, Sammy.”“It’s rather personal.”“You can be as honest to me as you feel comfortable.”“That’s the problem. Common sense dictates that I shouldn’t.”“Use your heart.”Peter looked into her serious eyes and then right in front of him they started twinkling again.“A heart can get you into trouble.”Sammy hid her face but he just knew her mind was working wickedly again. His suspicions were confirmed by her question.“A fantasy can be a reality, right?”“If both pa
Watchful …SearchingSammy looked in the corner of the chalet suddenly in a kind of trance. The picture plays of like a verbal movie she can clearly hear…”My name is Victor Jansen. I am a thirty something man, I have a certain chosen hectic social media life. I strongly believe in getting what I want and need, no matter the cost. Social media is my hunting ground the tennis courts where I game set and match my relationship as it stands. There is a very specific reason or rather person for my predatory behavior,” she said the words without being aware.“Sammy,” Peter looked intently at her but suddenly realized not to disturb her. He sits motionless while listening intently.“I am Victor Jensen I am a very athletic, long leg man, with golden brown boys-cut hair in the latest fashion. I must keep up with the trends to match my hunting skills. In the matter of hunting, there is certain deviousness beh
RestlessSammy was sleeping very restless. She felt deeply tired. It was like she was in a continuous sleeping cycle that won’t end. When she found her surface to the consciousness it was like she was being dragged back deeper into sleepiness.Within her continuous falling darkness she saw the silhouettes of three people watching her, smiling with her, then they turned and disappeared but leaving her with the instinctive sense they loved her.“Wait!” she called trying to catch them.Sammy realized she couldn’t breathe. Her worst fear came alive when she actually realized someone was seriously trying to smother her with her own pillow. Trying to fight him but his strength was immense on her face. She felt her body being pushed into the bed. A name seared through her being and she cried with a desperation that sizzled through her blood burning her with the intensity.“Peter!” she called.Her body gr
Kismet…Rings of Truth“Peter! Sneaky,” she burst out laughing. She leaned forward kissing him on the lips.“Happy, love?”“I thought I lost them.”“I had them all along. First I was hurt thinking you really didn’t want me. Then I decided not to chase love, your affections or attention. At first you give yourself freely to me. I was the happiest man alive. Then I was confused especially after that phone call. I was furious with the thoughts if you don’t want me then what’s the point. I become further confused when I found you at Anna’s place being a gypsy of the rocks. It’s clear you didn’t recognize me but at the same time it was clear we couldn’t stay away from each other. So hope starts to grow in my heart. What I did realized instantly I should always be aware of your next action that always involved running or disappearing.”“I did te
Kismet…Rings of Truth Sammy opened her eyes. The briefest moment everything was pitch black. It felt like she was in a coiling tumble of deception. Her only decent a downward spiral. She felt trapped in a kind of fantasy but it might be her reality. She blinked her eyes in the hope of finding light. Like magic the darkness was replaced by the enlightening casting of a blazing inferno, flames danced around her, leaving the sense of sexual electricity but in the same time the reality of a real fire. She stood within the circle of her continuous tumbling fall. Fear should be part of her reality since she stood within the embrace of dancing flames. It was like she was fascinated by something the flames were writing for her eyes. The flames formed two circles but for the moment the meaning eluded her. She felt her fingers burning but when she looked it was like she must forget what there should be. Instead a name a name was given to her. “Peter,” with the name come desire, sacrifice. Th
Flight of Fight“Run Sammy!” Peter yelled while he shared punch for punch with a very furious Victor Jensen. It was quickly clear that her presence was a distraction for her husband. Turning she start to run down the length of the beach. Her very actions were over familiar. Like so many months ago she heard the approaching helicopter again.“Sammy, stop,” called the voice from behind her.She stopped a moment to see who was calling behind her. She saw him storming towards her but something about him brought forth a flash of long forgotten memories…She saw herself as a very lonely child, her brother just buried. She blinked her eyes, her memories clouded within the fogginess of darkness. She feels the fingers of fear crawling over her skin.“Sammy, wait for me,” called the voice again.She knew somewhere within herself she should move but it still feels like she was playing in her own movie. The fear was now crawling through her heart, showing her she must hide away.“No, I refuse,” s
UncertaintySammy realized again fear her master of her constant behavior, could it be that it blinded her to something about Victor she apparently has missed but somehow instinctively was already reacting too. Maybe she should ask Peter about her reactions. This was his chosen profession apart from being a business man in their shared company. He must have an insight into her victim’s behavior.Stepping from the shower she wrapped a big fluffy towel around her frame then another around her head. Opening the door leading into the bedroom she found him in another corner going over the files she brought along. He had produce a laptop on which he was typing on seriously until he was aware of her again.“Peter…” she hesitate.He looked up at her his face serious. “Is something wrong?”“I have a question but I am not sure how to phrase it.” She bites her lower lip.“Just ask any way
Rising infernoSammy feels the rising inferno within her heart building. She just stood there but was no longer looking at them. Her mind was like a blaze debating her options as to what she wants to do. She felt like a woman used and discard like yesterdays entertainment section.The moment he convinced her she can trust him this woman obviously showing her claim. While still looking internally wondering if she should attack both and give this strange people entertainment or she simply very carefully closes the door.The words formed in her mind, come to think about it now, did he simply used that incident of the bomb as a way out of their affair? Her brown eyes dark with fury lifted again searching for the man who owned her body and her soul, finding him smiling along with the witch besides him. Earlier his smile with her was intimate telling silently of the passion they shared last night. What did he share with lady lethal?“Well Sammy, what will the path?” she whispered very softl
Flames of Desire“Peter…” she feels the burning flames of desire coursing through her.“Patience, my love we have waited a long time.”His hand moved away from her panty barrier slipping across the curve of her hips moving beneath her back flipping her over while he landed on his back.Sammy moved on top to straddle his waist, grinning down at him. Looking into his eyes she saw an emotion that filled her whole being. Trust versus lust, leaning forward she kissed him gently probing carefully before exploring the depths of his mouth.Peter deepened the kiss while his hands was moving up and down her back letting her know she was the one setting the pace. He felt her body shifting before he caught another one of her surprise breathes.“You certainly are ready for action,” she whispered close to his ear before nipping on his earlobe. She feels his grin against her neck.“Take the j
Counting minutesSammy counted the minutes wondering where Pete went. A thought occur to her making her get up onto the feet. It was suddenly important to her that he not think she was a cowed little girl when trouble strikes. She had seen the type of woman he works with, she discovered a jealous streak.Searching for the object that went through the window she found it partly hidden beneath the corner table. Something was attached to it looking at it while considering if she should touch it. Whatever it was the thing seems all wrong too. At first glance it look like a brick but the more she studied it the material seemed too soft almost like clay. On pure instinct she moved.She took a bee line for the opened door. She practically runs a returning Peter of his feet just as the little bang went off. Together they went tumbling before stopping at last on the last step. She was wrapped tightly in his arms their heart beats irregular. Both heard an engine
Secrets unfold“Who are you, Peter William,” She asked so softly wondering if he heard her.Sammy looked at the giant computer waiting for her to fill it up with information. It was half an hour ago that Peter asked her to capture information into the thing waiting for her. It was rather curious that he asked her or was it his way of letting her briefly into a part of his professional life. Looking around when at first she thought the office was barren, it was just an illusion. Now with the touch of a switch it becomes fully computerized.Reaching for her cup of coffee she sips looking at the stacks of files. Smiling faintly with a thought she always has about herself, she might sometimes looks like a bimbo although of late she has turned herself into a granny look-alike, she was efficient in what she does.Usually it was just David and her but they shared a healthy work competition in their normal work environment that it sometimes s
Emotional Dilemma “Peter, what are you thinking?” she asked curiously. He looked up startling her with the simmering anger she found in his dark eyes. His gaze wandered over her clearly taking note of her appearance for the day. Her curls make her look very adorable. He frowned when he studied her grey shirt that was button closed beneath her chin. Her grey slacks and practical shoes just as severe unfeminine. “I am ready when you are,” he said simply while finishing his breakfast. “You were serious when you said you are going to work with me?” Sammy asked stunned. “Yes,” short and to the point. “You can’t Peter,” “Yes I can and I am going to. Eat something, as I don’t want you to faint,” “Peter, no.” “Sammy, don’t argue with me,” He stood carried his plate to the dishwasher. Once finished there, he round the counter and kiss her briefly before leaving her alone. She looked at her food having no
Playful interactions “Sammy,” “Hmm,” “What are you going to do this morning? I have noticed the last couple of days you didn’t go to work.” He stood behind her as his fingers sliding down her arm until his own circled around the brush which she released to him. “I should go back to the office, shouldn’t I?” she couldn’t conceal the sudden tension in her voice. “I will play your body guard,” Sammy searched for his eyes within the mirror, finding them dark and serious. She watched his hand reached out and allow his fingers to brush through her curls. Then with smooth gentle strokes he starts brushing her hair. The basic intimacy of his gesture instantly has her weak-kneed. “Are you serious Peter? You are a senior partner in the company.” Sammy watched him intently waiting for his answer, needing to trust him. “Very much Sammy I was stupid once, never again.” His seriousness created goose bumps on her naked arm. His hand was brushing her hair making playful styles. The electrici