Dangerous Confessions of the Heart (Dangerous Secrets of the Heart) by Michele Johnson Page A
Authors: Michele Johnson
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to another restaurant tonight. During dinner I decided to break the news about James coming tomorrow.
“I’m not going to be able to see you tomorrow.” I admitted as I took a bite of my dinner.
“Why not?” Austin asked.
“James will be here.” I confessed.
“Why is he coming?” He asked disgusted.
“He has to give me my monthly money.” I said.
“Why does he pay you money?” He asked.
“My stepfather gives me $1000 to live off of.” I admitted.
“YOUR STEPDAD!? But he was the one that killed your mother…or had her killed by his son.” He said.
“Yeah…I know.” I confessed.
“So…I don’t understand. Isn’t James the one that killed her?” He said.
“It’s complicated.” I admitted.
“So the guy that killed your mother; your stepfather’s son; is coming to your house tomorrow to give you $1000?”
“It’s complicated.” I argued. I wanted to drop it.
“Is that the only answer I’m going to get about it?” He asked.
“Yes…” I said.
He let out a frustrated sigh.
He dropped it for now. I wanted to tell him everything but my conscious was telling me not too. But I could tell that this conversation was not over.
“I don’t want you to get hurt.” I admitted.
“I don’t want him to hurt you.” Austin said.
“He won’t hurt me…” I hoped.
“He’d better not!” Austin warned.
We finished eating dinner and he paid the check as usual. He helped me in the car and drove me home in silence. When we reached the house he killed the engine and sat in silence for a few seconds. He let out a sigh and climbed out of the car. He opened my door and helped me climbed out. We walked up the walkway towards my front door.
“It’s not even sundown…do you want to come in?” I asked him.
“I’d better not…just in case he showed up early.” He said with hurt in his voice.
He kissed me gently. He came out of the kiss and pulled me into a hug.
“I’m just a phone call away Ami.” He said. “I’ll see you later. Call me tomorrow and let me know you’re safe.” He said and turned around trying to hide his hurt and worry. “I love you…” He mumbled loud enough for me to hear him.
My heart sank as I thought about those words. The last person I said those words to was Jesse. The flashbacks of his face began to happen again as I unlocked my front door and slipped inside. I seen his face clear as the first day I met him, I seen his luscious red lips, his gorgeous shamrock green eyes, his sexy sensitive smile. I began to think of his lustful hairless chest and his strong arms pressing against me. I started to think about making love with him, moving his meat around inside me and the wonderful feeling of the moment we made our baby. I thought about our baby. Would it have been a little girl or a little boy? I couldn’t help but think about the “what if’s”. I began to remember how much I truly missed him. I walked into the bathroom to get my shower. I turned on the water and climbed in. I began to think about the hand gliding I did today. I felt so free up in the air with Austin. I really think I’m in love with him. Maybe I can forget about Jesse after all…but it’s going to take more time to wipe him out of my mind completely.
After
“I’m not going to be able to see you tomorrow.” I admitted as I took a bite of my dinner.
“Why not?” Austin asked.
“James will be here.” I confessed.
“Why is he coming?” He asked disgusted.
“He has to give me my monthly money.” I said.
“Why does he pay you money?” He asked.
“My stepfather gives me $1000 to live off of.” I admitted.
“YOUR STEPDAD!? But he was the one that killed your mother…or had her killed by his son.” He said.
“Yeah…I know.” I confessed.
“So…I don’t understand. Isn’t James the one that killed her?” He said.
“It’s complicated.” I admitted.
“So the guy that killed your mother; your stepfather’s son; is coming to your house tomorrow to give you $1000?”
“It’s complicated.” I argued. I wanted to drop it.
“Is that the only answer I’m going to get about it?” He asked.
“Yes…” I said.
He let out a frustrated sigh.
He dropped it for now. I wanted to tell him everything but my conscious was telling me not too. But I could tell that this conversation was not over.
“I don’t want you to get hurt.” I admitted.
“I don’t want him to hurt you.” Austin said.
“He won’t hurt me…” I hoped.
“He’d better not!” Austin warned.
We finished eating dinner and he paid the check as usual. He helped me in the car and drove me home in silence. When we reached the house he killed the engine and sat in silence for a few seconds. He let out a sigh and climbed out of the car. He opened my door and helped me climbed out. We walked up the walkway towards my front door.
“It’s not even sundown…do you want to come in?” I asked him.
“I’d better not…just in case he showed up early.” He said with hurt in his voice.
He kissed me gently. He came out of the kiss and pulled me into a hug.
“I’m just a phone call away Ami.” He said. “I’ll see you later. Call me tomorrow and let me know you’re safe.” He said and turned around trying to hide his hurt and worry. “I love you…” He mumbled loud enough for me to hear him.
My heart sank as I thought about those words. The last person I said those words to was Jesse. The flashbacks of his face began to happen again as I unlocked my front door and slipped inside. I seen his face clear as the first day I met him, I seen his luscious red lips, his gorgeous shamrock green eyes, his sexy sensitive smile. I began to think of his lustful hairless chest and his strong arms pressing against me. I started to think about making love with him, moving his meat around inside me and the wonderful feeling of the moment we made our baby. I thought about our baby. Would it have been a little girl or a little boy? I couldn’t help but think about the “what if’s”. I began to remember how much I truly missed him. I walked into the bathroom to get my shower. I turned on the water and climbed in. I began to think about the hand gliding I did today. I felt so free up in the air with Austin. I really think I’m in love with him. Maybe I can forget about Jesse after all…but it’s going to take more time to wipe him out of my mind completely.
After
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