She Writes Love... (20 page)

“I’m doing it, Amy. It’s time for me to move on and live life again. You told me to go be happy and that’s what I’m setting off to do. I will always love you and cherish every single moment we had together.”

I opened Amy’s jewelry box and set the ring inside. The time had come for me to let go, and taking off that ring was the first step towards a new future. Nerves settled inside me as I grabbed my bag and headed for the airport. I just prayed that Paisley would be happy to see me.

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Paisley

I
had dinner with Patti and Lisa. Patti was a woman that I met in one of the boutiques. We were both looking at the same handbag that happened to be the last one. She loved it and I loved it. We got to talking and I found out her husband had passed away a couple of months ago, and her daughter, Lisa, brought her to Hawaii to get away from the daily grind of life. As we stood in the boutique, she began to cry as she talked about her husband. She was married when she was twenty and they had been married for thirty years. He passed away in a car accident after a drunk driver hit him on his way home from work. As her daughter stood there and consoled her, I asked them both if they would like to have dinner with me. They graciously accepted and we met at the hotel restaurant. I told her my story, how I met Ben, what I was doing here, and about my novel. It felt good for once to be on the other side of the spectrum, to be the one talking to someone and trying to help them feel better. After we finished dinner, we sat and talked some more over a couple of drinks. When I looked at my watch, it was nine-thirty and I wanted to get some more writing done before I went to sleep. As we got up from our seats, Patti took my hand and smiled.

“Thank you, Paisley. I’m a firm believer that people are put in our path of life for a reason.”

I gave her a hug and told her that she was stronger than she knew. I walked the path back to my cottage and, as soon as I stepped through the door, the room phone was ringing.

“Hello,” I answered.

“Sorry to disturb you at this hour, Ms. Logan, but there’s a gentleman in the lobby that is asking about you and wanting us to give him your cottage number. He refuses to take no for an answer, so I thought I better let you know.”

“Thank you. I’ll be there in a minute.”

“Would you like me to send someone to pick you up?”

“No. I’ll walk. Thank you.”

I hung up and rolled my eyes. Damn Keaton. How did he know I was here? I specifically told him that I would be in touch as soon as I was ready. I was irritated that he never listened to me. I asked one simple thing, and who was watching Romeo if he was here? I stomped my way across the path in a huff.

Paisley

W
hen I reached the doors of the hotel, I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw Ben standing in the lobby. My heart started racing and I brought my hand over my mouth as he turned and looked at me. He stood there, looking sexy with his hands in his pockets and a bright smile across his face. I ran to him and right into his arms. He picked me up and spun me around as our lips pressed tightly against each other.

“What are you doing here?”

“Are you mad?” he asked.

“Of course not. Oh my God, I’m so happy you’re here. I’ve missed you so much,” I said as I continued to kiss him.

“I missed you too, Paisley, and I had to see you. I couldn’t stand being away from you.”

I tightened my arms around his neck as he held me tight. “Come on; let’s go back to my cottage. We have so much to talk about.”

He smiled and then kissed the tip of my nose. He grabbed his suitcase with one hand and put his other arm around me. I couldn’t believe he was here. It felt like a dream and I was scared that I was going to wake up.

“I thought you were Keaton when the desk called me. I was so mad and I had everything planned out of what I was going to say to him.” I laughed.

“So you are mad?”

“No. If you were Keaton, yes. I’m so happy that you’re here. I’ve missed you.”

“I missed you more.” He kissed the side of my head.

We reached my cottage and I slid the key card in the lock and held open the door while Ben wheeled in his luggage. I stared at him as he looked around the room.

“This is beautiful, Paisley.”

“It is. Isn’t it?” I smiled as I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist, laying my head against his strong chest. “Would you like a drink? I have a bottle of wine sitting over there that I haven’t opened yet.”

“That sounds great. If you don’t mind, I’ll open it.”

“I don’t mind at all.”

We took our wine and sat out on the lanai while we stared at the moon glistening over the ocean water.

“How did you know I was here?” I asked.

“I talked to Keaton and he figured it out. I mean, I didn’t know for sure, but I took my chances. So this is where you spent your honeymoon?”

“Yeah, and it’s why I came back here. I needed to revisit my past, so to speak, in order to start my new beginnings. I find it very spiritual here and very therapeutic. I came back to the place where we were the happiest and to put closure on the darkest time of my life. He would have wanted it that way, and being here is when I finally realized it. I was ready to come home and I was going to book a flight in the next couple of days.”

“Why didn’t you call me or text?”

“To be honest, I was scared that you didn’t want anything to do with me because of the way I just up and left. I’m sorry. You’re such a good man and I couldn’t weigh you down with my issues. I needed to do this on my own.”

He pursed his lips into a small smile and softly stroked my cheek. “Come here,” he said as he held out his arms.

I got up from my chair and sat down on his lap, wrapping my arms lightly around his neck.

“I wasn’t happy with the way you left, but I understand why you did it, and I made a promise to myself that I would wait for as long as it took for you to figure things out. I wasn’t going anywhere, Paisley. Even if you took two years to come home, I still would be waiting for you.”

Tears filled my eyes as I stared at this amazing man. This man who was brought into my life for a reason; a reason that I now fully understood. I leaned forward and brushed my lips against his. Lips that were soft and smooth and that I desperately missed. We stole small, soft kisses as we looked into each other’s eyes. We both knew what was going to happen next and I felt like I was ready. I pushed my mouth into his so our lips locked and our tongues met with desire. He placed his hand around the nape of my neck and pulled me even closer. It felt good to be kissed with such passion again and to be kissed by him. I broke our kiss and climbed off his lap, holding out my hand to him. He placed his hand in mine and stared into my eyes as he traced my lips with his finger. The familiar ache down below was at an all-time high and begging for release. I slowly took down the straps of my sundress and let it fall to the ground, revealing my strapless bra and lace panties. He took in a sharp breath as he stared at my semi-naked body.

“You’re so beautiful, Paisley,” he whispered.

Our lips met again as he pulled me into him. I could feel his erection pushing into me, sending more heat than there already was between my legs. He lifted his shirt off and dropped it on floor as my fingers fumbled with the button and zipper on his khakis, releasing his throbbing erection. I deftly ran my fingers over his muscular chest. He was in such good shape and so well-defined that it sent shivers down my spine. His hands reached behind me and unclasped my bra, letting it fall to the floor. He swallowed hard as he tenderly ran his fingers along the edge of my breasts.

“I’ll say it again. You’re so damn beautiful.”

“So are you,” I whispered as his lips trailed along my neck and his hand ran down my torso until it met the edge of my panties. He stopped and I could tell he was unsure or frightened because of how I reacted last time. I placed my hand on his and guided it down until he cupped me. A moan escaped his throat as he felt the wetness that had emerged because of him. My fingers hooked around the waistband of his underwear and slowly moved them down his hips, taking his thick, rock-hard cock into my hands and slowly stroking his shaft. His moans became deeper and his fingers found their way inside of me.

“You feel so good, baby,” he whispered in my ear.

His hot breath swept across my neck as his breathing became shallow with each stroke of his cock.

“I want you so bad,” he said as he picked me up and laid me down on the bed, hovering over me and pushing the stray strands of my hair out of my face.

“I want you too, Ben.”

His lips pursed into a small smile as he reached down and placed his fingers inside me while softly stroking my swollen nub. Arousal swept through me like a tornado and I was already on the edge of an orgasm.

“I want you to come like this first, baby, before I make love to you.”

I lifted my hips and threw back my head as I begged him not to stop.

“I’ll never stop,” he said as he made circles around my swollen nub while moving his fingers around inside of me, bringing my body pleasure and sending me into an exploding orgasm that left me breathless.

He smiled as he watched me reel from the excitement he gave me. His mouth breathed warm air over my breasts as he brought his mouth down to my erect nipple and gently took it into his mouth, sucking lightly while his other hand grasped my other breast. The moment was drawing near. The moment where our bodies would become one and we would give ourselves to each other for the first time since our spouses passed away. As he hovered over me, his lips left my breasts and trailed up to my lips. He placed his hands on each side of my face.

“I don’t want to ruin the moment, but I don’t have any condoms.”

“I haven’t been with anyone and you said you hadn’t either. I’m on the pill anyway, so we’re safe.”

The corners of his mouth slightly curved upwards as he kissed each corner of my mouth, and I lifted my arms and brought them over my head. As he hovered over me, he placed one hand around my wrists and stared at me. Lying there, watching him stare down at me, filled my eyes with tears. This beautiful journey we were about to embark on wasn’t just physical; it was more on an emotional level for both of us. He reached down, grabbing hold of his cock and placing the tip inside me. I watched as tears filled his eyes, and the tears that filled mine fell down my face as he pushed deep inside me.

“It’s okay,” he whispered.

“I know it is.” I smiled.

He moved in and out of me with long, fluent strokes, kissing my lips with such passion that I never wanted him to stop. He let go of my wrists and I brought my arms around him, digging my nails into his back as he sped up his movement. I prepared myself for the orgasm that was brewing inside of me. His mouth devoured my neck as I gasped for air from the intense pleasure this man gave me.

“Come with me, Paisley.”

“I am, Ben. I’m coming now,” I yelled as the intense and pleasurable waves took over my body.

He thrust deep into me and held it there as he filled my insides with his come. The pleasurable moans that accompanied his orgasm left me wanting more. He collapsed on top of me and held me tight, burying his face into my neck. His heart rate was slowing as was mine. Our breathing returned to normal and I could feel his smile against my neck. The same smile I had splayed across my face. Holding him, stroking him, and being with him was so right.

He climbed off of me and pulled me into him. As I lay my head on his chest, he stroked my hair.

“Are you okay?” he asked in a whisper as he kissed the top of my head.

“I’m more than okay. How about you?”

He let out a light chuckle. “I’m great. Thanks to you.”

I lifted my head and swept my hand across his cheek. “I’m so happy you’re here with me.”

Ben

M
aking love to Paisley and holding her in my arms was so surreal. I loved everything about her and she brightened my life once again.

“Paisley, I came here to tell you something and I’m just going to tell you.”

“What is it?” she asked with a hint of worry.

“I love you.”

A smile fell upon her lips as she reached up and ran her hand through my hair. “I love you too, Ben.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Yes, really.”

I rolled her on her back and hovered over her. “You’ve made me one happy man.” I smiled and kissed her lips.

“And you’ve made me one happy woman,” she reciprocated.

“I’m going to make love to you again, Paisley.”

“If you didn’t, I’d be sad.”

“That’s the last thing I want. I don’t ever want to see you sad again and I’m going to do everything I can to make sure that every day of your life is filled with happiness. I promise.”

She pulled me down forcefully and smashed her mouth against mine. We made love again as the gentle breeze blew in from the ocean shore.

****

Paisley

“W
here do you think you’re going?” Ben asked as I rolled over and attempted to get out of bed.

“To get the room service menu for breakfast. I’m starving.”

“Me too. We worked up quite an appetite last night.” He smiled.

I climbed out of bed and slipped on my nightshirt. Ben pulled on a pair of shorts and went out on the lanai. After taking the menu from the desk, I handed it to him and asked him what he wanted. After placing our order, I sat on his lap, and we watched the waves crash against the shore. His arms were tightly wrapped around me.

“After breakfast, I want to go surfing,” I spoke.

“Sounds like fun. Have you been surfing a lot while you’ve been here?”

“Every day. Hey, I was going to ask you this last night, but it never seemed to be the appropriate time. Aren’t you supposed to be at work?”

He chuckled. “I extended my personal leave of absence.”

“Why?”

“I never took any time off after Amy passed away, and with the holidays coming up, I just thought it was a good idea.”

“So when do you go back?”