Beautifully Irresistible(36)

“Yes, he is and I don’t want you to hurt him. My Mother already did that. She ripped his heart out over and over. He didn’t deserve it!” she shouted and then she started to sob.

Why would I hurt him? I loved him.

“Scarlett, you poor thing. This isn’t just a fling to me. I am crazy about him.”

I put my arms around her and hugged her into my body. Thankfully she didn’t push me away. Zack stood in the doorway taking in the scene and I caught his eye and waved him away to give us a moment. He retreated silently into the lounge.

“I’m sorry I shouted at you, Jennifer. I really like you and you have been a good friend to me,” she sniffled into my shoulder.

“It’s okay, Scarlett. Come on, dry your eyes or your make up will run,” I told her giving her a tissue.

“Lighten up, sis. Dad deserves a break you know and let’s be honest, he would have to be gay to not notice Jennifer! Don't you think he should be happy with someone?” Jasper said as he strode into the kitchen.

She stared at him and smiled warmly. He pulled her into a warm hug. They were such sweet kids.

Zack made his second entrance and Scarlett looked at him. After a moment, she pulled away from Jasper to embrace him.

Zack’s eyes filled up as she folded into him.

“I’m sorry, Dad. I know you deserve to be happy and Jennifer is really good for you,” she told him.

“I’m sorry, Scarlett, but we couldn’t help it. Sometimes people are just really attracted to each other. Jennifer and I share a lot of chemistry. She means a lot to me,” he told her gently.

He looked over at me and our eyes locked together. His blue eyes shone beautifully in the bright sunlight of the kitchen. My stomach did a little flip as my chest tightened.

“It’s okay, Dad, really it is. Anyway, what’s for breakfast I am starving!” she smiled.

“Thank god that is all sorted!” Jasper laughed, grabbing a muffin from the table.

He stuffed it quickly in his mouth. A loud knock at the front door interrupted us and Zack went to answer it.

“Come in, Alan. We will go into the study,” I heard him abruptly say as Alan followed him along the hallway.

They were gone for about twenty minutes then Zack showed him out of the front door without saying goodbye to him.

“Right, I best make tracks to work. I have a busy day today.”

“I will walk you to the door.”

He grabbed my hand firmly as we walked along.

“Bye, beautiful Jennifer. Have a good day and I won’t stop thinking about you for a minute. I love the way you taste. I love the way you kiss me. I love the way you make love to me and I love making love to you.”

Oh my god! Is he for real?

“Jesus, you are making my legs turn to jelly and you are making me horny as usual, Mr Cole!”

“I just think of you and I get really hard, baby!”

“Is everything okay with Alan?” I asked him pulling myself together.

“Yes, we have smoothed things out. I made him delete the video of us after he forwarded it to my phone. It’s really hot! He won’t mention it and to be honest, I just think he’s a bit jealous that I have you and he doesn’t!”

“Did he say anything about Phoebe?”

“No, I couldn’t get anything out of him. I have my eye on him, though.”

“Have a good day, Zack.”





Chapter Sixteen





After I had taken the twins to school, I decided that I really needed to find some more information about Phoebe’s disappearance. I made my mind up about digging around in her bedroom. There must be something there. I checked that Marcia was downstairs well away from Phoebe’s bedroom and I started opening drawers and cupboards.

I looked through her personal things and I couldn’t find anything until I pulled out a drawer. The drawer got stuck on something. Carefully I pulled the drawer out and ran my hand underneath it. I could feel something rectangular shaped that seemed to be fixed to the underside of the drawer. Pulling at it gently, it eventually gave way and I yanked it out. It was an iPhone and was obviously dead. I sprinted down to my bedroom and plugged the phone into my charger.

The phone took about half an hour before it came to life. I looked through the call log and only one number appeared. Taking my notebook out, I made a note of it. Next, I opened up the message in box and it was the same number again.

I read the first outgoing text.

‘I can’t wait to see you again and for us to be together again. It’s been too long and I need you and I miss you. Love you P xxxx’

The reply read, ‘Meet me at our special place my darling. I will be waiting for you. Love you too T xxxx’