Hurricane Butterfly by Mechelle Vermeulen Read Free Book Online

pours from his lips into every nerve ending, from my hard nipples right down to the dampness pooling between my legs. Sparks shoot through my veins as his hand brushes against the side of my cheek, then his lip trail along my jaw line until he reaches my ear.
    “Tell me to stop.” His lips crush mine with so much urgency I can feel his need seeping into my skin. His eyes are blazing with desire and I can feel myself slipping, falling, hard for this bad boy who makes me want to do things I’ve never done before.
    “I can’t.” my words drown in his mouth as his big hands clamp around my waist setting off fireworks inside of me.

Chapter 10
    It has been two weeks since the fight between Ben and Josh, and the best kiss of my life. Dreams of him consume my nights, and the days drift by without any significance.
    I have betrayed Ben by doing the one thing he asked me not to do, but how do I stop this fire inside of me from burning. How do I explain something so intense and forceful to someone who has never felt it? I’ve never wanted to give myself to anyone as much as I do when I’m with him. My head tells me that I’m not thinking clear. He doesn’t seem like the type of guy goes to bed alone, and that the one fleeting moment of passion probably meant more to me than it did to him. But it’s my heart that’s mourning the feelings he set off inside of me, and that’s not going to change anytime soon. He left shortly after Ben-said he had stuff to sort out and that he’d call, but he hasn’t.
    Ben has not answered any of our calls or texts. Mr. Brown at the office said he came around to get his hiking gear and said he’s going to be gone for a few days. Luke didn’t know much more than we did. He said Josh stopped by for gas later that night. He didn’t say where he was going but he’d been drinking.
    He hardly spoke about his life before he came to Port Angeles, but it is clear that there was a lot more going on and a big part of it involved Josh and his family.
    He’s been going to Seattle a few times a year since we’ve met him, only saying that there is stuff he needs to take care of, nothing serious. Ben has been my shield since the attack, from outsiders, from Matt, anyone who even looked at me in the wrong way, but most of all, from myself.
    He took care of my wounds, changed the dressings and took me to hospital for checkups. He put a reminder on my phone to take my meds, and when it all just got too much and I refused to get out of bed, shower and eat, he would wrap me up in a blanket and take me out on the porch for some fresh air. He would tell me how lucky I am to be alive, and that one day I’d meet someone who would love me for who I am. He knew how much I wanted kids, how much I wanted to be the mother that I never had growing up.
    A world without Ben just didn’t feel right. I know he will be back, eventually, this is his home, but I am not sure if we can pick up the pieces.
    I explained what Ben told me about him and Josh to Alice, in the hopes that she would see he wasn’t in love with me, and for the most part, it seemed like she understood, but this whole thing with Josh has left its mark on all of us.
    Wednesday morning I wake up in a fever all caught up in memories of Josh. I take a cold shower and start to clean the house to try to keep my mind occupied, but it doesn’t help.
    Alice got news that she got the job in Seattle. I cried as hard as she did on the phone. It was the end of something we’d never get back. I guess with everything going on I never stopped to realize that with Alice gone, it would just be me and Ben. She decided to come around with pizza and Bacardi’s and stayed the night.
    I could see the same look in her eyes that she had the first day she met Ben. The feelings are still there, even if the reality is that they will probably never be anything more than friends.
    After the fifth Bacardi my resistance levels are shot and I let it all out. Alice listens quietly