I am sure Mayson did not want me to come with her, but I was not going to let her sit here at the hospital alone. When I walked into the hallway, she was sitting on the bench and she was white as a sheet. I could hear her mother’s voice coming from the phone in her hand, but Mayson was not moving. I picked up the phone and started talking to Mrs. Cole. She gave me the details of Mr. Cole being in the ICU at the hospital. I told her that apparently Mayson was having a bad panic attack and I could not get her to respond to me. I did my best to reassure her that I would take care of Mayson and we would get to the hospital as soon as possible. I had seen Mayson suffer many panic attacks when we were together, but nothing compared to today. She was practically catatonic. She didn’t say a word on the drive to the hospital. Walking into her dad’s ICU room broke her. I held her up and did my best to comfort her. I felt helpless that I couldn’t do more for her. I wan’t to take any pain from h
When Seth came home, he looked worried. I just knew that Mayson had to be the reason for this. She was always a pain in my ass ever since I met her. She was always where she didn’t belong and she didn’t belong back in this town. If they lost this deal with the board, I was going to make Mayson pay worse than I already have planned for her. “Amelia, baby, do we have any bourbon let in the house? I need a stiff drink.” It was pretty bad if Seth was asking for hard liquor. That was usually his drink of choice when we had a bad fight and I had stormed out of the house. I was fuming mad. “What did that bitch, Mayson, do this time? You and Holden have to get rid of her somehow. She is going to ruin your business if you keep her around. The board members are going to regret ever crossing my man!!!” Seth just looked at me like he had enough at this point. He just sat on the sofa and looked at me. “Amelia, I am not in the mood to listen to you rant about Mayson. She has nothing to do wi
Mama walked back in the room with two cups of coffee. I am thankful for some caffeine right now. The panic attack completely drained me. “Thanks, Mama, I really needed the pick me up.” She had a frown on her face, but it didn’t seem like one she would have out of concern for Daddy. “What’s wrong Mama, looks like you have something on your mind?” “Mayson, you know I have never questioned why you left town so quickly. I figured you had your reasons and if you wanted to talk to me you would have. Me and your dad missed you greatly but also were very proud of you for going out on your own. Your dad would tell anyone that would listen about all of the great things you were doing away at college Now as as far as Holden is concerned, I have never understood what happened between you two. That is a discussion we will definitely be having very soon. But do you mind telling me why he left so quickly? He said you told him that you were fine and didn’t need him, but somehow I did not quite beli
I am so glad that Seth decided to meet me at the gym. I have to beat this frustration out of me. I am already taking my frustrations out on the weight machines but I need to throw some punches. That red headed vixen has got me all twisted up inside. I can’t figure out if I want to strangle her or make love to her. I was always supposed to be her first. I am sure she had her share of men pursuing her and that just makes me more angry. The need I have to possess her body is burning me up from the inside out. She was opening up to me today. I could see that fire in her eyes I had seen so many times when we were a couple. Those years may only be eight in real time, but I feel like an ocean of time is between us now. I am going to have to start all over again. What does that look like though? Maybe Seth can enlighten me. He is the biggest man whore I know but he may have some words of wisdom for me. “Holden, looks like you started without me. What’s going on my friend? You sounded pretty
I stayed home to help take care of my day for almost two weeks once he was released from the hospital. I did some work at home when I could because I was falling behind on my part of the project. There were some changes that needed to be made to the plans, before we broke ground for construction. Holden and Seth had been very understanding and I was thankful in so many ways. Another benefit was that I didn’t have to look at Amelia’s face every day. She had become more hostile towards me with some of her snide comments. Thankfully Mama hadn’t pressed me on answers in regard to what happened at the hospital with Holden. I have been kicking myself ever since for how I acted. I asked him to leave, but I really wanted him to stay. I liked how it felt to have his arm around my shoulders. He made me feel safe and like everything was going to be okay. That was how he made me feel when we were dating. Maybe it could work again, but I was so scared he would hurt me all over again. Once I wa
Being from a small town always has its advantages. So when Mayson called the police because of an incident with her car, the officer that got the call, notified me as he was on his way. Daniel Riffer and I have gone way back. I got him out of trouble a few times when we were in school together. I helped get his life together enough so he could go to the police academy. He came to town middle way through high school to live with his grandparents. His parents were abusive and were drug addicts. He was a good guy that had been dealt a bad hand. I decided that the best way to deal with this was to not rush in like an ass, by screaming and yelling. Mayson didn’t need to see how angry I was that not only had someone damaged her car, but that she did not listen to me about staying late. I should have been watching the office, but when I had gotten home I had fallen asleep on the sofa watching football. This was my fault for not keeping an eye on her. She will be mine again and I could have
I had been waiting until the weekend to talk to Mayson about what had happened to her car. Her car was still in the shop and she was driving her dad’s car. I am surprised he let her driver his classic mustang. I am sure she turned on that beautiful smile and he would do anything that his baby girl asked for. I have been on the receiving end of that smile many times and I would agree to anything that she would ask me to do. I had called Mrs. Cole that morning to see if I would be able to talk to Mayson alone. She had been doing her best since the hospital to not be alone in a room for me for more than two minutes. Whether she liked it or not, she was going to stay put and listen to what I had to say. If I had to lock her in her room and talked to her I would do that. I am a man on a mission. Mrs. Cole agreed that her and her husband would make themselves scarce and leave for a few hours. I had explained to her that there was a lot of things I wanted to clear up with Mayson. That gett
When I woke up this morning the sun seemed to be shining a little brighter. I am a hopeless romantic. I was always a reader of the happily ever after romance novels and that was what I always wanted for myself. That should have been my life eight years ago but evil stepped in and changed that. Evil will not win this time because I have the chance at happiness again. So many years wasted because of one persons lies and deception. I was not going to wait another minute without Holden. But first I needed to get up and go downstairs. Mama was still in need of answers. She deserved them. I feel like I deserted them when they needed me the most. I hope she will understand why I left. I worry I will no longer be Daddy’s baby girl because I know how much he missed me when I left. There is still a lot that I have to process about what happened that night. Now I have a new outlook but I am still going to take it slow with Holden. I cannot risk jumping headfirst and then getting hurt again.
The shower washed away the grime of the day, but not the worry. As the water cascaded over me, my thoughts were a whirlwind. Who would want to hurt Mayson? And why? It's a question that's been eating away at me since the night it happened. I knew I had to find answers, not just for her sake, but for my own peace of mind. When I came downstairs, the smell of garlic and onions filled the air.Mayson was at the stove, stirring something in a pan, her bare back glowing from the warmth of the stove. She looked so focused, so alive in that moment, that it was hard to believe she had just survived a traumatic event. "Dinner will be ready in a few minutes," she said without turning around. Her voice was a little shaky, but there was a determination in it that I hadn't heard in days. I nodded, taking a seat at the kitchen table, my eyes never leaving her. She had always been strong, but this was a different kind of strength, one born out of fire and defiance. She was reclaiming her life, pie
The office felt normal again. Our team was three strong again. I could tell Mayson was worn out by the end of the day but she’s tough. Holden will not let her out of his sight. I can’t blame him, someone tried to kill her and there aren’t any leads as to who it was. Amelia was the first to leave the office that night. She’s been acting weird lately, even by her standards. Staying out all hours of the night. When I would wait up for her, she would get defensive as to where she was. "Is everything okay?" I had asked her one evening, unable to shake the feeling that something was off. Amelia had looked up from her desk, her eyes narrowing. "Why wouldn't it be?" she replied, her tone sharper than usual. "Just asking," I said, trying to play it cool. But I couldn't shake the feeling that she was hiding something. Her evasiveness was more than just her usual prickly demeanor. It was something deeper, something that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. The office grew quiet as
I know that I am being overprotective of Mayson. But I can't help it. The thought of her getting hurt again is like a knife in my gut. As we walk into the house, I can see the tiredness etched into her features. The shadows under her eyes are more noticeable against her pale skin. She's trying to put on a brave face, but I can see the fear lingering in the back of her eyes. "Do you need help with anything?" I ask as we enter the living room. Mayson shakes her head, her eyes scanning the space with a hint of unease. "No, I'm okay," she says, though the tremor in her voice suggests otherwise. “i am just going to start dinner.” I watch as she heads to the kitchen, her steps tentative. The house feels too quiet, too still. Like it's holding its breath, waiting for something to happen. I know I can't hover over her forever, but I can't shake the feeling that she's in danger. "Holden," she calls out, her voice echoing through the house. "Could you grab me the cutting board from th
It felt so good for all three of us to be back together. Seth proceeded to fill me in on the projects we had been working on, his words coming in a fast and efficient stream. My mind struggled to keep up, trying to piece together the puzzle of the past few weeks. "And the big news," he paused for dramatic effect, "we are on schedule for completion of the project." I nodded, trying to absorb the information. My office felt smaller than ever, the walls closing in as the reality of the workload hit me. "That's great," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Seth studied me for a moment before his smile faltered. "Are you sure you're okay?" I took a deep breath and nodded. "I'm fine," I assured him, though my voice wavered slightly. "Let's just get to work." Seth nodded and handed me a stack of files. As I flipped through the first few pages, the words swam before my eyes, and I realized how much I had missed the structure and purpose that work gave me. The office was a haven
I am so ready to get back to work. Holden and I never argue but we have had some knock down drag out fights. He wants me to stay at home until they find out who attacked me. If I stay at home, this person wins by controlling my life. I want to prove them wrong that no matter what they tried to do to me they were not going to win. "Holden, I'm going to work," I said firmly, as I pulled on my favorite pair of boots and grabbed my keys. His eyes followed me with concern, the tension in the room palpable. "Are you sure that's a good idea?" "Yes," I replied, trying to sound more confident than I felt. "I can't let someone dictate my life like this. I have to get back to normal." Holden sighed heavily, his jaw tightening. He knew arguing with me when I was like this was futile. "Fine, but you are not to go anywhere alone.” I nodded, a flicker of relief crossing my face. "Thank you." Holden took a step towards me, his hand brushing mine as he gently took the keys from my hand. "I
I have had so much on my mind lately. Now that Mayson was out of the hospital and on the mend we could get the project back on track. Whenever I have talked to Holden, he said she was so ready to get back to work. The project has been on hold ever since Mayson’s attack. The investigation into Holden caused a couple of sponsors to pull their funding. Luckily the amount pulled wasn’t going to impact the overall budget. We are behind the eight ball on the time frame. It will take a miracle for the project to be completed on the original timeline. As soon as Holden gets back into the office, we both need to be making calls to contractors to get them back into town. We could not afford to pay contractors that were not working for over a month. Thankfully, this project isn’t the only thing that the firm has going on. There are a couple of projects in Clinton that have come in that have kept me busy. It has kept Amelia busy too, which keeps her calm. Ever since Mayson was attacked she’s act
That bitch just will not die. Mayson seems to have nine lives like a mangy cat. I am so over this whole thing. She should have stayed gone eight years ago. My life would not be so complicated if it were not for her. There is no way that I will be able to get close enough to her again to try to finally rid this world of her. After the incident in the hospital, she has not been without some sort of guard dog, Seth included. I had thought about slitting his throat in his sleep many times over the last couple of months because of Mayson. She sucked him into her perfect world just like everyone else. I can’t help but go back to the night of the attack and try to figure out what I did wrong. My footsteps sounded like thunder as I ran across the driveway behind the house. I could feel my heart pounding in my ears. I was so scared that someone was going to see me sneaking through the back yard. I almost could not catch my breath, but I had to keep moving. The stench of the roses that Ma
I ran my hands all over her body, exploring every inch of her soft skin, I let my fingertips linger on the lacy edges of her lingerie. Mayson’s own hands began to work on the buttons of my shirt, one by one. I could not help but moan as she traced the lines of my abs with the tip of her nail. I quickly moved to the clasp of her bra, freeing her breasts with a gentle touch that sent a shiver down her spine. Our kisses grew deeper, more urgent, as we were both seeking to reconnect with the passion that we had lost. The fabric of our clothing seemed to melt away, leaving us both bare to each other's touch. Mayson’s breath hitched as I slid my hand down her back, cupping her ass and squeezing gently. She had to feel how hard I was pressing against her. She rocked her hips slightly, teasing me. I could see in her lidded eyes how turned on she was and she was enjoying the power she had over me. The air was charged with electricity as our eyes met. We were making a silent promise of a pa
I really did not want to go lay down for a nap. I was tired of laying in a bed, but I could see how I really did not want to go lay down for a nap. I was tired of laying in a bed, but I could see how worried Holden was about me. He is blaming himself for what happened that night. I don’t blame him at all. I blame whoever walked into our house like they belonged and tried to take my life from me. I suppose it is a good idea to just leave Holden with his thoughts for now. If I could just remember something about that night after I got home. I know Mama said that I talked to her, but I don’t remember the whole conversation, just bits and pieces. What I really want is to be able to reconnect with Holden. Our love for each other has not diminished, but there is this cloud hanging over it because of what happened here. We need to find our way back to each other. It has been too long since we have laid in our bed together and I miss him so much. I want to feel his arms around me. Holde