I am so glad that I can finally get out of this hospital, I am going stir crazy. I have been here for over three weeks. I am ready to be in a comfortable bed. I hate that I have to go back to my parents, but the police have not released the house back to Holden yet. There is only one good thing about being in the hospital this long, it has given me time to think a lot of things over. It has also given me time to do some internet searching on Jennifer Martin. I need to know all that I can about her. She tried to ruin my romantic night with Holden, and she says she is carrying his baby. I am still not sure how I feel about the whole baby thing. It hurts my heart to think that I won’t be the one to give him his first child. I believe him, now, when he says that he always used protection during sex until we were together. Condoms can break and if she was on birth control that could fail as well. The reality is that I may have to face being a stepmother to Holden’s son or daughter. A
It felt so good to bring Mayson home to our house. These last few weeks of her being in the hospital has been hard. I felt so helpless that I was not able to protect her that night. I am still worried that she will not feel safe with me or safe in the house. I will build her a new house if she does not want to stay here. I want the home that we will spend our lives in, raise our children in to be a haven for her instead of a bad memory. I could see that she was a little unsteady on her feet when she got out of the car. I went over to help her. “Holden, I am so glad we are finally home. This was a wonderful and unexpected surprise.” She looked so happy, but I was still so worried about her. "Holden, what’s wrong? You are so quiet," Mayson whispered as she placed her hand on my cheek. I leaned into her touch. I have missed being like this with her, just the two of us. "Just thinking," I replied, trying to keep the emotion from my voice. The house looked the same as it had the nig
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
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
After leaving Chance right after high school graduation feels like a lifetime ago. But as I am standing here at the city limits sign, all of the pain and hurt comes flooding back. If daddy hadn’t been diagnosed with cancer, I would never be coming back to this town. I’m hoping that the cause of that hurt does not cross my path. I have no desire to see Holden ever again, but in this small town, I wonder how long it will be before I have to come face to face with a past I have tried so hard to forget. I turn back towards my car and just take a deep breath. “Time to get moving.” I say to myself, I can’t keep sitting here on the side of the road. I have to go see my parents and see what is going on with Daddy. Mama wasn’t very forthcoming with the details of Daddy’s illness or the treatments. When I had talked to Daddy all that he would say is “I’m fine baby girl.” Just hearing him on the phone and hearing his voice has always brought tears to my eyes. I will always be a Daddy’s girl a
I have always enjoyed living in Chance. It was a typical small town but it was where I had decided to spend my life. Things had not always been that way. I had made plans, lifelong plans, with a beautiful redhead. We met on our very first day of kindergarten. I can still remember her looking so shy sitting at a table all by herself. She had on a green dress that matched her big beautiful eyes. I had promised to sit with my friend Seth but I couldn’t stop myself from sitting down next to her. After that day we were inseparable. We may have started out as friends but it became so much more. I had asked her to marry me and run away together. That was the plan until she disappeared after graduation eight years ago. She left with no explanation. This has been eating me up ever since. I was still so angry with her. Now though I was going to have to see her again, because God has a sense of humor; because Mayson is coming back home. With her being back home, she could not hide from me forever
I had almost forgotten where I was when I woke up. I felt like I was a teenager again. The only difference was that my room wasn’t a complete mess. It will be back to ‘my’ normal in a few days. That would definitely drive mama crazy. I did not get the ‘clean gene’ from her for sure. I always just lived out of the clean laundry basket and just ran the clothes through the dryer before I had to get ready for work. I was going to have to do that this morning before my meeting, because I didn’t unpack last night before I went to bed. It had just worked out very well to have to come home at the same time of one of the biggest developments is coming to Chance. Also, my architectural firm had been asked to come and look over the plans from the design firm to determine its feasibility. This was the job I had been hoping to get. Not only, was it bringing me back home to my parents, but it was going to be the recognition that I needed further the success of my business. When I was in high scho
When Seth and I get to the office, Amelia is sitting at her desk. I hate that she is our secretary, but since her and Seth are engaged, I did not have much say. I didn’t want to hurt Seth and let her know that I didn’t feel like she was the right person for him. There was something about Amelia that I just didn’t trust. Maybe I was holding onto old times, but this feeling extends back to our high school days. Amelia and Mayson never seemed to click. I could never figure out exactly what the issue was between the two of them. Mayson and Amelia were completely opposite personality wise. Amelia went out of her way to be a bitch, especially to someone she felt was competition for the attention in the room. Mayson was also one to stand in the background. She didn’t like to have the spotlight on her. She would rather see someone else succeed before herself. That may have been one of the reasons I had fallen in love with her. The red hair and the green eyes drew me in, but her spirit and sou