interest before, but nothing beyond banging the sister of one of my famous siblings. It was actually the line some of them used.
“What would it take to get into your pants, Darlin’? I would love to bang Colt Williams’ sister.”
It was part of the reason I lost all belief in men. Jason was different, and I could tell that the moment I met him. He was kind and cautious, but more importantly, he was understanding. If I had let things go further, he was going to get hurt. I couldn’t let that happen to him.
When ever he was around me, I felt different. My skin tingled, and my heart skipped beats. It almost felt like I couldn’t breathe. This was a reaction to a man I’ve never had before.
My hand lifted to my lips. I could still feel his lips on mine. It was like he couldn’t resist kissing me in some way so he settled for just touching his amazing lips to mine. The feelings that went through me at that moment scared the living shit out of me.
Not only the feelings, but the knowledge that he could be in real danger because of me.
I thought back to the phone call.
“Hello?”
“I’m coming for you.”
“No you’re not.”
“Are you talking back to me?”
I couldn’t say anything.
“You are mine!”
“I said no!”
“I don’t think you understand, bitch!”
He was getting angrier with the more outbursts I let out.
“Just leave me alone…”
“I don’t think so.”
“Please…”
I was getting desperate, but I knew that nothing I said or did was going to get this man off my back. Nothing had worked for the past sixteen years - why would it work now?
“You’ re seeing that guy you’re with right now, aren’t you?”
My eyes lifted to Jason and I noticed that he was watching me intently. I couldn’t move I froze. A million things went through my mind.
“He’s going to die for touching what’s mine. You made that happen!”
“N-no…”
“You will see me soon, Kayla!” He said with such venom in his voice I could feel myself start to shake.
“Leave me alone” But the line had already gone dead.
He was going to hurt Jason, all because Jason was dumb enough to like me.
Through the thick traffic, I made my way back to my office. It was a hellacious drive that time of day, but I had to get out of the office. I hoped that by the time I got back, Jason would have left and I could go about my life keeping him out of it.
Jenny greeted me when I walked in. I didn’t stop for a talk. There was just nothing I could say right now without breaking down. Once Cara got inside , I shut the door, walked to my desk, sat down in my chair, and dropped my head to the desk. When I lifted my head, it was then that I noticed a letter on my desk with my name written across the paper. I traced the lettering of my name. With a shaking hand I picked it up and opened it. It was from Jason.
Dear Kayla,
I just want you to know I am truly sorry . Not sorry I kissed you, but that I screwed my chance of getting to know you better. You are a beautiful and intelligent woman. I hope our paths cross again. Regardless of what you may think of me, my offer to help stands (either professional or personal).
To finding the ones who consume us and make us forge t
Jason Gold
XXX-555-9182
I held the letter to my chest and began to cry. That was how my assistant found me when she came into my office a few minutes later. She hurried to me and hugged me while I continued to cry. There was no way to stop it. Someone actually liked me, and I couldn’t (even if I wanted to) get involved with him. There was no way I could risk that. He was obviously a good man - Cara even liked him. That was all the more reason I needed to stick to my guns, hold the two meetings in my memories, and move on. After all, I was used to being alone.
“What’s wrong, Kayla?”
I handed her the note. Jenny eyed me funny, but
“What would it take to get into your pants, Darlin’? I would love to bang Colt Williams’ sister.”
It was part of the reason I lost all belief in men. Jason was different, and I could tell that the moment I met him. He was kind and cautious, but more importantly, he was understanding. If I had let things go further, he was going to get hurt. I couldn’t let that happen to him.
When ever he was around me, I felt different. My skin tingled, and my heart skipped beats. It almost felt like I couldn’t breathe. This was a reaction to a man I’ve never had before.
My hand lifted to my lips. I could still feel his lips on mine. It was like he couldn’t resist kissing me in some way so he settled for just touching his amazing lips to mine. The feelings that went through me at that moment scared the living shit out of me.
Not only the feelings, but the knowledge that he could be in real danger because of me.
I thought back to the phone call.
“Hello?”
“I’m coming for you.”
“No you’re not.”
“Are you talking back to me?”
I couldn’t say anything.
“You are mine!”
“I said no!”
“I don’t think you understand, bitch!”
He was getting angrier with the more outbursts I let out.
“Just leave me alone…”
“I don’t think so.”
“Please…”
I was getting desperate, but I knew that nothing I said or did was going to get this man off my back. Nothing had worked for the past sixteen years - why would it work now?
“You’ re seeing that guy you’re with right now, aren’t you?”
My eyes lifted to Jason and I noticed that he was watching me intently. I couldn’t move I froze. A million things went through my mind.
“He’s going to die for touching what’s mine. You made that happen!”
“N-no…”
“You will see me soon, Kayla!” He said with such venom in his voice I could feel myself start to shake.
“Leave me alone” But the line had already gone dead.
He was going to hurt Jason, all because Jason was dumb enough to like me.
Through the thick traffic, I made my way back to my office. It was a hellacious drive that time of day, but I had to get out of the office. I hoped that by the time I got back, Jason would have left and I could go about my life keeping him out of it.
Jenny greeted me when I walked in. I didn’t stop for a talk. There was just nothing I could say right now without breaking down. Once Cara got inside , I shut the door, walked to my desk, sat down in my chair, and dropped my head to the desk. When I lifted my head, it was then that I noticed a letter on my desk with my name written across the paper. I traced the lettering of my name. With a shaking hand I picked it up and opened it. It was from Jason.
Dear Kayla,
I just want you to know I am truly sorry . Not sorry I kissed you, but that I screwed my chance of getting to know you better. You are a beautiful and intelligent woman. I hope our paths cross again. Regardless of what you may think of me, my offer to help stands (either professional or personal).
To finding the ones who consume us and make us forge t
Jason Gold
XXX-555-9182
I held the letter to my chest and began to cry. That was how my assistant found me when she came into my office a few minutes later. She hurried to me and hugged me while I continued to cry. There was no way to stop it. Someone actually liked me, and I couldn’t (even if I wanted to) get involved with him. There was no way I could risk that. He was obviously a good man - Cara even liked him. That was all the more reason I needed to stick to my guns, hold the two meetings in my memories, and move on. After all, I was used to being alone.
“What’s wrong, Kayla?”
I handed her the note. Jenny eyed me funny, but
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