nothing but his boxers and Chelsea took a step away from the bed when he came in.
“You should sleep in here. I’ll sleep on the couch,” she said.
“Are you kidding me?” Blue asked. “We don’t need to sleep in separate beds. We’ve already had sex, Chelsea.”
“I know, but you need your rest.”
“Then come and rest with me,” he said.
She could never have resisted him. She nodded and slipped out of her jeans and bra and wearing just her t-shirt and panties she slid between the cool covers. Blue lay down next to her and wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close until her back was pressed against his chest. She settled against him and felt as he relaxed and then his breathing became slow and even and within minutes he was asleep.
Chelsea closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of his strong arms around her. How many times had she pretended her pillow was Blue DeMarco? And now he was here and he wanted her and his arms were wrapped around her. He had liked her all along; maybe there had been nights when he had lied in bed and dreamed that she was next to him.
Terrance DeMarco was the reason nothing had ever happened between them. He had been a monster to his only son and now he was going to marry Chelsea’s mother. What would happen to Colleen all alone in Snowbird with Terrance DeMarco? What did he have planned for her?
Sleep overcame her faster than she thought and she slept deeply until the sunlight pouring through her mother’s curtainless windows woke her. Blue was on his back next to her still sleeping deeply. Chelsea looked at his face and the dark purple bruise under his eye. It had swollen and darkened overnight, but didn’t look as bad as Chelsea had feared. Even with the bruise he still looked almost too handsome in the morning light.
Chelsea wanted to lie across his chest and wake him up with a kiss. She wanted to run her hands up and down his chest and have him kiss her neck. But she made herself get up instead. She wanted Blue and Blue wanted her, but there was so much going on between their parents and Blue and his father and then what would happen next? All Chelsea had wanted was one crazy fun night and now she was caught up in a fight between a violent man and his son and she wasn’t the only one caught in the crosshairs.
There was still coffee in the house and Chelsea brewed a pot and drank it black as her mind whirled over the many complications that had entered her life in the last day. It wasn’t long before Blue came out. She tried not to wince when she looked at the bruise on his face, but it looked bad. It was swollen and black and she could only imagine how painful it was.
“We need to tell my mom,” Chelsea said. “But I don’t know how to make her believe me. It sounds so crazy; she’s going to think I’m making it up.”
“I don’t know how to tell her either. But I do agree with you. I think we should separate them. Terrance is dangerous and unpredictable and mean.”
“But how do we do it?” Chelsea asked.
“We’ll think of something,” Blue said.
Her cellphone chimed and Chelsea dug through her purse until she found it. It was Jamie telling her she and Blue were being missed at breakfast.
“I can’t believe we have to go back to that house,” Chelsea said.
“We do. We need to go back there and we need to smile and be polite until we figure out how to convince your mom to leave him. If he finds out that you know or that we’re trying to break them up he’ll act first and he’ll be smart about it. He’ll get Colleen on his side and then we’ll never get through to her.”
Chelsea nodded. She knew he was right but she didn’t want to do it. She wanted to get back to LA and be in the sunshine where her biggest concern was fitting in her Pilates class. She had no idea how she was going to convince her mother to leave her new rich boyfriend who liked to shower her
“You should sleep in here. I’ll sleep on the couch,” she said.
“Are you kidding me?” Blue asked. “We don’t need to sleep in separate beds. We’ve already had sex, Chelsea.”
“I know, but you need your rest.”
“Then come and rest with me,” he said.
She could never have resisted him. She nodded and slipped out of her jeans and bra and wearing just her t-shirt and panties she slid between the cool covers. Blue lay down next to her and wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close until her back was pressed against his chest. She settled against him and felt as he relaxed and then his breathing became slow and even and within minutes he was asleep.
Chelsea closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of his strong arms around her. How many times had she pretended her pillow was Blue DeMarco? And now he was here and he wanted her and his arms were wrapped around her. He had liked her all along; maybe there had been nights when he had lied in bed and dreamed that she was next to him.
Terrance DeMarco was the reason nothing had ever happened between them. He had been a monster to his only son and now he was going to marry Chelsea’s mother. What would happen to Colleen all alone in Snowbird with Terrance DeMarco? What did he have planned for her?
Sleep overcame her faster than she thought and she slept deeply until the sunlight pouring through her mother’s curtainless windows woke her. Blue was on his back next to her still sleeping deeply. Chelsea looked at his face and the dark purple bruise under his eye. It had swollen and darkened overnight, but didn’t look as bad as Chelsea had feared. Even with the bruise he still looked almost too handsome in the morning light.
Chelsea wanted to lie across his chest and wake him up with a kiss. She wanted to run her hands up and down his chest and have him kiss her neck. But she made herself get up instead. She wanted Blue and Blue wanted her, but there was so much going on between their parents and Blue and his father and then what would happen next? All Chelsea had wanted was one crazy fun night and now she was caught up in a fight between a violent man and his son and she wasn’t the only one caught in the crosshairs.
There was still coffee in the house and Chelsea brewed a pot and drank it black as her mind whirled over the many complications that had entered her life in the last day. It wasn’t long before Blue came out. She tried not to wince when she looked at the bruise on his face, but it looked bad. It was swollen and black and she could only imagine how painful it was.
“We need to tell my mom,” Chelsea said. “But I don’t know how to make her believe me. It sounds so crazy; she’s going to think I’m making it up.”
“I don’t know how to tell her either. But I do agree with you. I think we should separate them. Terrance is dangerous and unpredictable and mean.”
“But how do we do it?” Chelsea asked.
“We’ll think of something,” Blue said.
Her cellphone chimed and Chelsea dug through her purse until she found it. It was Jamie telling her she and Blue were being missed at breakfast.
“I can’t believe we have to go back to that house,” Chelsea said.
“We do. We need to go back there and we need to smile and be polite until we figure out how to convince your mom to leave him. If he finds out that you know or that we’re trying to break them up he’ll act first and he’ll be smart about it. He’ll get Colleen on his side and then we’ll never get through to her.”
Chelsea nodded. She knew he was right but she didn’t want to do it. She wanted to get back to LA and be in the sunshine where her biggest concern was fitting in her Pilates class. She had no idea how she was going to convince her mother to leave her new rich boyfriend who liked to shower her
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