Lily's Mistake(10)

The entire cabin is quiet and everyone is fast asleep. I was about to  join in their peaceful slumber, but the annoying man next to me keeps me  up.

"Yes, Drake?" I ask, exasperated.

"When you think of being married to someone, who comes to your mind?"

Is he fishing for some information? That will never happen. As if I will dish out to him.

"No one, really. Marriage is not something I dwell on." Well, not anymore, I don't.

"My parents think I shouldn't marry anyone that isn't you. Do you think they're right?" Drake keeps pressing the stupid subject.

Kill me now, please. "Your parents always wanted that, but they're wrong. We both know that."

"I thought they were. Now, it looks like they were right all along."

That makes me look at him. "Can you shut the hell up already? This is  getting icky, Drake. We were through before we even began. There's no  going around it, no matter how we rehash things. You left me. You asked  me to move on. And I did. I did as you asked me to. Now, you want to  press rewind? I'm afraid I can't do that. Not even for you."

"If you want me to give up, it won't happen. Even if you wish it hard  enough to happen, Lil, because I haven't been this sure of anything in  my life-and I want you in it. In you, with you, day in and day out.  That's all I know and if you ask me to see reason, I am seeing it. You  are my reason. It took me eight years to see it, but now that I have. I  am taking action." He halts and makes sure I stare at him, understanding  him with full certainty, before he speaks again. "Run if you must,  Lily. I will catch you, either way. Do not doubt that."

I will resist you. I won't give in until I have no strength in me left.





10

The island of Aspasia is a jewel. It's even more beautiful than I could ever imagine.

"Wow." I admire the view on the patio that gives access to the beach.

"Yeah, it is gorgeous out here. Listen, Bass and Emma are still  shooting. This is their cottage and there are two more spare rooms. You  can go and take your pick."

Something dislodges in my throat. I'm sharing a roof with Bass Cole?  Mother of God! I think I have gone straight to Heaven! "Bass Cole …  in  the same house …  I think I need to sit down for that." I start to fan  myself with my right hand, while my excitement runs riot in my head.

"Isn't he a little too young for you?" Drake leans against the stone railing while he watched me getting all hyped up.

"Who cares about age when a guy looks like Bass? He's like …  the most  beautiful man … " I murmur as I picture the actor in that vampire movie of  his and what a movie that was. Sex God, your name is Bass Cole!

Drake walks towards where I am sitting and yanks me off the chair. "Hey!  What the hell is your problem?" I yelp and slap his hand that is  clutching my arm, but to no avail.

He drags me all the way inside and pushes me against a wall. My  breathing is frantic when I see the stormy eyes that meet me. "You  better not fuck anyone here, Lil. There will be hell to pay if you do. I  don't want you talking to any man for that matter."         

     



 

My hand instantly slaps him. He has gall to manhandle me and issue  orders. "If you think for a second that I will let you run around and  dictate me, well tough, I am not that woman. I have my own mind, my own  wants and my own needs. How I come about in achieving them is my  business. Best you get that in that semi-insipid brain of yours because  you missed the memo, Drake. I am not yours. Never was." I press my hands  on his torso and try to push him off me, but he's way too heavy and way  too pumped up to be moved.

Our noses are touching, our lips only a hairsbreadth away from brushing.  I dare not snake my tongue out to lick my lips because this infuriating  man might just take that as his cue to claim me for a kiss.

"I did get the memo, Lil. My fate was sealed the moment you were born  into this world. You were mine since day one. You were definitely mine  when I took your virginity. Do you honestly think that I would let you  give your virginity away to any man? No, over my dead body, and you know  it, too. You were mine then, and you are mine now."

"This body hasn't been yours for the last eight years, Drake."

I close my eyes when he presses his body against mine. The stone wall is  cold against my back and I shiver when I feel his breath on my neck.  The tip of his nose brushes against my jaw, smelling me like I'm his  meal, his woman, his property; but I am no longer his. Best he realizes  that.

"How many?" Drake whispers against my ear. I flinch when the wet, hot tip of his tongue tastes my earlobe.

"How many, what?"

"Men …  I want numbers, Lily." Drake suddenly sounds menacing.

But …  why? Sure, he maybe lusting for me now, but it sure was not the case eight years ago. Again, why now?

"I am not going to answer that. Let me go, Drake. Jared and I …  I'm ready  to be with him." I have been thinking about it. A lot. Jared is a  decent and sweet guy. To top that off, he is funny and easy to be  around. Jared told me two nights ago that he wants things to be serious  between us. I have yet to give him a proper answer, but it will be a  definite yes.

"No, you're not. How can you be ready, Lil? You can barely hide the fact  that you want me. I still affect you …  I know this because you still  look like you're in love with me."

I feel like he just slapped me. My hand lifts again, ready to slap some  sense into him, but he catches it this time. The steel band of his hand  on my wrist is unyielding. "I love this temper of yours. It's going to  be fun unleashing this temperamental side of you while I dominate you in  bed." His hips push against me and his hard arousal makes me shudder.  "Now that we're back in each other's lives, there will be no other man  for you, except me. I don't want anyone, but you. It's time we submit to  it …  to what is meant for us. I am ready for you now, Lil."

Huh? He's ready? How laughable because I sure as hell am not.

"I don't feel the same. I don't want you like that …  Physically, yes,  you're very attractive, but emotionally, you're not for me. Never were,  so let's drop it. This woman is not interested in your sexual prowess.  Get off me before I knee your blessed balls."

His nose flares while his eyes rage. "You will come to me. I am sure of  it. Once you do, don't expect me to let you go again because I won't and  don't ever plan to. I'm counting down the hours until you come to me."  Drake speaks in a clipped tone before he finally releases my tense body.

After another hard stare, he spins around and goes to his room, striding  ever so confidently. While I stand here, taken aback …  troubled and  dumbfounded more than ever.

What gets to me most are his parting words. The way he said them, it was  like he knows. Does he think that since he's ready for me that I'll  just happily oblige and let him back in?

He can think again.





Both Bass Cole and Emma Anderson come back to the villa a couple of  hours later, just before six in the evening. I'm really unprepared when I  come face-to-face with the very masculine, blonde, blue-eyed star.

"This is my assistant and childhood best friend, Lily."

Drake introduces us all. Emma is sweet and strikingly pretty. To me, she  looks like a goddess, but what catches my attention is Bass himself.

"How are you finding the island so far? It's gorgeous around here, isn't  it?" Bass smiles at me. Like a stupid puppy, I'm just in awe of him.

Drake nudges me. "I'm sorry. I'm just a big fan. I love your movies!" I gush at the smiling Bass.

"Thank you, Lily. Do you mind telling this woman how great I am? She's  being a brat." Bass takes hold of Emma and kisses her forehead.         

     



 

It's obvious how crazy he is about her. Watching them laugh before they  excuse themselves to get ready before dinner is nice to see.

"You totally looked stupid just then, Lil." Drake is being a dick again.

"Whatever, you just wish you looked like that. Damn, those two look  great together." I smile before I go out to the patio and stroll towards  the beach.

I'm just in time to watch the sunset. It's glorious. The slight breeze  is crisp, just enough to cool the skin. I take off my sandals and stand  barefoot on the shore. The tide brushing against my feet is relaxing.

The day after tomorrow, I will be back in LA. Back to my home and away  from Drake. I don't mind working for him, but being around him all day  and night is definitely driving me nuts. He's insufferable, stubborn and  he makes me want to gouge his eyes out. There are times, though …  I just  want to kiss him senseless.

"I can't help that I'm a jealous bastard. I don't like it when you smile  at another guy like that. I know you didn't mean anything by it, but  shit-I still don't like it," Drake speaks from behind me.