Initiate Me(45)

"She's here in the Barossa, thinking I want her back. I've told her numerous times, the only thing she ever was to me was a number in my phone. Obviously, I wasn’t clear enough. She showed up yesterday at my office and then again this morning and scared the fuck out of my manager with all her screaming and dramatics. I reminded her, again, that we are over - well and truly over. After she cheated on me, I never wanted anything to do with her again."

“Well, that explains those claw marks on your face." I turned and knelt in front of him. With one hand on his chin, I moved his head to get a better look at the angry red welts on his skin. “Do you need a tetanus shot for that?”

I was so concerned about him and so deep in thought looking at his scratches that the deep laugh erupting from his lips caught me off-guard, causing me to jump slightly. Shit. I could feel his erection under the water. I desperately wanted to look at it again, to touch it and feel it. Maybe even taste it.

“No, babe. No injections needed. Although, I wouldn't mind it if you wanted to play nurse with me. I quite enjoyed when I was laid up with my injured shoulder and you'd fuss over me every time I set foot in your house for Sunday lunch.”

“Shut up,” I laughed. "I did not fuss over you. Seriously, though, I think you need to get these scratches checked out. She may have had rabies or something."

“Nah, all good, angel. But if you see her, do not go near her. If I’m not around, call me. Normally I would say I don’t think she will be an issue, but after her little stunt this morning, she's trouble and I have no idea what she's capable of next. She just may come back even more nuts, but I told her repeatedly there's no chance in Hell we are getting back together."

"Well, I hope she damn well understood you because there is no way I'm sharing you."

“Jesus, angel, you drive me crazy. I just realised neither of us ate much last night, so get over here so I can scrub your back and we can go out and grab a bite to eat.”

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. The moment our lips sealed together, I was immediately in tune with him. Water splayed everywhere. Hopefully that bitch ex of his would get the message and not ruin everything I’d been dreaming of the last few years.





Chapter Sixteen


MIA

True to his word, we had a leisurely breakfast together, but he never made love to me again. I was disappointed. He was evading me and keeping me at a distance. I wanted to spend the entire day with him, to be totally wrapped up in each other. I wanted to experience even more incredible sex, perhaps in random spots around his apartment. I didn’t want the intimacy to end, but with our flight for Queensland due to depart at three-thirty in the afternoon, it left us only a short amount of time to prepare and get organised. Knowing I had to get home and be away from him was depressing.

Zane pulled me to him as I rose from the table in the beer garden where we had our breakfast. “As much as I want you to stay, angel,” he mumbled into my neck, “I really need to get this sorted with this restraining order on Jessica and prepare for the convention.”

As I stood, I realised I was sore in places I have never been sore before. It was the best feeling.

“No, that’s fine; I understand. I need to get organised, too, and I also promised Jada I’d help her make those Italian biscuits Max loves so much. So I need to really get a move on.” I was trying, unsuccessfully, to leave his warm cocoon embrace.

If he so much as hinted to have sex with me again, I would be running so fast up those steps I’d climb them two by two. But he didn’t. Apart from nuzzling my neck and giving me a quick peck on the lips, he was virtually pushing me out the door. Instead of being the caring and attentive lover he was the previous night, he had reverted back to his serious and business-like personality.

“You want me to swing by and pick you up this afternoon?”

“Oh...that would be great, but I thought Marco was flying us down to Adelaide on the jet?” I queried. Marco had recently gotten his license to fly and was eager to put the family jet to good use.

“Damn, I forgot about that. I’ll meet you at your place then; that’s where the jet is, isn’t it?” he asked.

“It sure is. See you then.”

His phone rang the very next second. “I need to take this, Mia. Go; I’ll see you this afternoon.”

I waited for him to make the next move but he just stood there with one hand in his pocket while he held his phone with the other. Damn him! He was always leaving me. What is wrong with this guy? He was so hot and cold. One minute he wouldn’t let me leave his bed and the next minute he was shoving me out the door.