My Son(23)

That night she had found it hard to get back to sleep; the memories of Marc’s lovemaking coming back to both haunt and excite her in equal measures.

The next morning, carrying a happy playful Max, she had entered the kitchen to be met by a smiling Beth

“Good sleep Kelly” she asked tickling Max as she walked by. However, taking a closer look she had stopped on seeing how white and pale she looked

“You OK hon” she asked a worried note in her voice

Kelly gave a small smile to the worried woman

“I’m fine Beth” she had answered with a smile

“Didn’t sleep to well – all the excitement and birthday cake” she had joked

“It was a lovely cake – thanks so much”

The older women had flashed her a warm smile, “glad you both had a good time”

“Where’s Mark” Kelly had asked as nonchalantly as she could

Beth who was by now preparing some toast and breakfast for Max had answered

“He’s got some big meeting on; left early said he didn’t know when he would be back”

Kelly had silently nodded, thankful for the reprieve of not having to face him so soon after last night.

The rest of the day had passed pleasantly. Kelly and Max had taken a drive in the new car to one of the many beaches which littered the island, selecting one which was recommended by Beth. They spent a wonderful morning playing in the sand and surf, and by mid day they were both ready to return for lunch. As he slept in his buggy beside her once more, having devoured a large amount of Beth’s delicious food she had carried on with her painting of the villa, happy with the way it was coming along.

When he had woken, he had then played in the play area Marc had bought for him the previous day, with Kelly enjoying watching his antics while painting, and with the warm sun beating down slowly tanning her soft skin she had sighed with complete contentment.

By tea time Max was becoming tired and only just managed to eat his food, making both Beth and Kelly laugh watching as his small eyes rolled into his head as it kept nodding threatening to fall into his food.

“Little soul” Beth had cried, wiping the tears of laughter from her eye

“A child really brings life back into a house”

Kelly had gently lifted him out of the chair and taken him upstairs where he had been washed ready for bed. In her arms he had put his small hands around her neck his head lying heavily on her shoulder, as safe and happy he had fallen asleep cuddled into her.

She had not heard the door to his room open as she had sang softly to the small boy kissing his little cheek, and it was only when Marc had spoken that she had jumped realising she was no longer alone.

“Let me take him” he had offered lifting the small child from her and gently placing his sleeping form in the cot

Kelly’s whole body was pulsating, as his fingers had touched her taking Max, she instantly remembered the previous night and the way his hands had aroused her to such a degree. Pulling herself together she had smiled brightly attempting normality. However, the tremors which ran up and down her skin belied her outward calm

“Good day?”

Straightening up so that he was now looking down on her she noted that part of his fringe had once again fallen over his eyes making him look so sensual as she had fought hard to stop herself from pushing it away from his eyes – those big black beautiful eyes – which now were looking at her contemplatively.

“Kelly..about last night” he spoke slowly

Becoming agitated, Kelly had moved away from him to the door

“Let’s just forget it Marc” she had said her voice tight

“We both had a lovely day…. We just… got caught up in a moment”

He had closed his mouth tightly

“Is that what you think” he finally managed, seeing as Kelly not able to meet his eyes had nodded her head

“Yes, for Max’s sake let’s just drop it”

She had then opened the door walking quickly down the hall stairs, hearing Marc follow at a much slower pace.

As she reached the kitchen the doorbell had rang, and she could hear Marc opening it and laughing with somebody else, and after a second he had appeared closely followed by another man. Kelly had gasped with shock. The second man was tall, but not as tall as Marc, with blond hair which lay in curls on his head. Athletic in build his face was smiling brightly at her. She could see the laughter lines around his blue eyes, eyes which twinkled at her with humour in them. He looked very much like Danny, and Kelly had to stop herself from staring.

“Hi, I’m Philip” the man had said extending his hand to her

“Heard all about you, finally nice to meet you” he continued, shaking her hand firmly, as Kelly had smiled back still not able to speak.