Bastard(126)
It brings all my worries to the forefront. A slight panic rises within me. What if her treatment isn’t successful? What if she decides she no longer wants to be with me? What if she doesn’t want me forever, like I do her? I’m not sure how I’d cope without her now.
The last five years have been hell. I lived in denial for too long, fighting my feelings every step of the way. I can’t do that anymore. She owns my heart and my soul. She’s my air. I’m nothing without her. I suddenly have this overwhelming compulsion to crush her against me, begging her to never leave me.
Fuck. I’m pathetic.
Maybe I should just wake her up and ask for my balls back. I’m pulled from my thoughts when LJ whimpers beside the bed. “Hey, buddy,” I whisper, carefully rolling over and looking over the side of the bed. He’s been locked inside all night. I guess he needs to take a piss. “Hold on,” I say getting out of bed and throwing on a pair of sweats.
“Hey, come back,” I hear Indi call out as I tiptoe across the room. My head swings in her direction as she sits up rubbing her eyes. She’s so damn sweet when she first wakes. The sheet covering her drops down around her waist, revealing her spectacular tits. It makes my dick twitch. I love that she makes no effort to cover them back up.
Turning, I quickly head back towards her. “Don’t move. I’ll be back in a minute,” I order, placing my lips on hers and groping one of her tits with my hand. “I’m just gonna let LJ out.”
“Okay,” she smiles slinking her arms around my neck. “Morning.”
“Morning, beautiful,” I reply brushing the hair off her face. “How’s your head this morning?” She shrugs. I hate that she’s in constant pain from this damn tumour. I’d give anything to be able to take it away. The sooner this treatment is over, the better. “I’ll grab you some headache tablets on my way back.”
“Thanks.” I kiss her forehead before gently laying her back down. Pushing myself off the bed, I stand and whistle for LJ to follow. It’s gonna be a bitch having to go to work today knowing she’s up here all alone.
Indi was asleep by the time I made it back upstairs. Not long after slipping in beside her and wrapping her in my arms, she wakes again. “Your tablets are on the bedside table,” I say pulling her into me and kissing her forehead.
We stayed wrapped in each other for another hour or so, before I finally had to drag my arse out of bed. I could easily get used to waking up to her every morning. When I headed for the shower so I could get ready for work, she insisted on having one with me. Of course I had to take her up against the tiles. I can’t seem to keep my damn hands off her. I think we’re both going to be exhausted by the time the end of the week rolls around. I’m not complaining.
After dressing, we had breakfast and went down to the shop together. She wanted to meet my guys, and to be honest I was looking forward to showing her off.
“Oh my God,” Justine says as soon as she walks through the door and sees Indi standing beside me. “You’re the girl from the picture.” I’d forgotten about that damn thing. It’s been a talking point around here for years. My eyes drift to Indiana, and I’m surprised to find her blushing.
“Justine, this is the love of my life, Indiana—my Indi,” I admit proudly, slinking my arm around her shoulder and tucking her into my side. Indiana’s beaming when she looks up at me. I’m only speaking the truth.
“Wow,” is all Justine says with a stunned look on her face as she walks towards us and extends her hand. “Hi … Holy crap, you actually exist.” I chuckle at her comment. For years they’ve been bugging me wanting to know who the woman in the drawing is. I usually say that’s what the woman of my dreams looks like. I wasn’t going to tell those fuckers anything. So I guess I can understand her shock. None of them realised she was actually a real person. They thought she was a figment of my imagination.
“It’s nice to meet you,” Indi replies with a sweet smile on her face. When the front door of the shop opens, all our heads turn in that direction.
“Look Jacquie,” Justine squeals, pointing at Indi. “She’s real.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Indiana
I’ve had the most amazing week. It saddens me to think it’s coming to an end. I hope Carter asks me to come back up here again, because I’ve loved every minute of my time with him. This place is absolutely beautiful.
When he’s not working, and we’re not having sex on every surface of his apartment, he’s been taking me everywhere, showing me the sights of Newcastle and the surrounding areas. It’s surprising how much better it is when you see things through the eyes of a local. He knows all the best places. I can tell how proud he is of his hometown. I’ve only been here a week and I’m in love with it too.