The sound of footsteps moving down the hallway had made their way through to both of them as they had pushed apart, Mina seeing as his breathing had been as ragged as hers, his eyes glowing with the same need. Nikos, rising quickly had moved out of reach of her his voice husky “I will ask Theresa to move your things”, before he had quickly turned and left the room, Mina still trying to grasp what had happened. She had been relieved the previous evening when he had not moved into her room, needing to concentrate on coping with her mother’s death and the grief that filled her over that. Having Nikos so close, with the way she felt for him was just confusing everything. With a ragged groan, her head clearing, she had once more chastised herself. Her determination to nip the relationship in the bud, despite the way her heart cried out for him had been left in tatters around her as with just one kiss he had gotten her to agree to be the one thing she had always sworn never to be - his mistress, no matter how fleeting.
For a second she had contemplated chasing after him and telling him that she could not move into his room, that she could not be there for his sexual satisfaction, but she had known that Nikos was not a man used to being told no. If one kiss had seen her agreeing to move into his bed, what would happen if he were to choose to do so in her bedroom, a small tremor of desire flooding through her. Sighing softly once more, she had known that no matter what she was putty in that man’s hands, both in body and in heart. Feeling the tears rise once more in her eyes she had never felt closer to her mother, for the first time understanding why she had remained with her father, understanding the complete destructive power of loving somebody so incapable of committing back.
Sighing she had risen and rushed to the door, calling out his name, Nikos stopping, a wary look on his face as he had turned to look at her “No need to bother Theresa…I will do it myself”.
With a large grin he had nodded moving back towards her and taking her softly in his arms.
“You will not regret this Mina” he had muttered sensually against her, Mina already knowing that she would. That she would be burnt badly in the heat of their passion. That it would be she who would be the one consumed by the fire not him, but finally realising that she would rather that fate than not spend every possible moment with him.
Later as she had moved her clothes into his room, Theresa had appeared Mina feeling herself blush as she had faced the housekeeper. Theresa however, had only smiled offering to help as she had grinned broadly “Finally … Nikos finds himself a NICE girl”, Mina dropping her eyes as she had laughed, her embarrassment so obvious.
“Well, at least until I go back home”.
The housekeeper pausing as she had looked back “But … will you not stay?”
Shaking her head fervently she had pulled more clothes from the drawer “No… I can’t” giving a half laugh “I don’t somehow think that Nikos sees this as a long term thing anyway…and I have to get back to my life” her voice breaking softly at the thought of returning alone to the house she and her mother had shared, as she had pulled herself up taller, putting a more assured smile on her face.
“It is better that I go home as soon as possible”.
Theresa had looked at her contemplatively before turning away, not feeling it her place to comment.
For the rest of the day Mina had sought solace in the garden, allowing its peaceful beauty to bring some inner peace to her broken heart. As she had sat near the edge of the cliff the sounds and smells of the ocean had settled on her as she had breathed in the serenity of the place. Nikos had returned to work, full of apologies, not wanting to leave her that day. However the emergency was not one that could be ignored and with a gentle kiss she had told him to go, seeing as he had looked so undecided, this touching Mina deeply.
As the light of the day had grown dim Yanis had come to sit with her, Dina with him, for once so subdued having brought with them drinks and sandwiches, his handsome face full of concern for her.
“My mother insists that I bring this back in empty” he had chuckled sitting down beside her. Mina had smiled back, feeling the way her stomach had rumbled, having eaten so little over the past few days. Reaching over she had picked up one of the delicious morsels.
“Well we do not want to upset Theresa” she had chuckled scrunching her nose at him playfully as he had flashed an approving grin. Dina’s small hand had moved into hers, Mina looking at the small girl who was regarding her so sombrely.
“Mina I don’t have a mummy either” she had stated in her childlike voice.