he turned her so she faced him.
“I just need a few minutes to myself. I’ll be back.” Just the weight of him looking at her was enough to make her want to cry. She had to pull herself together. This is when she wanted to be her daddy’s girl. Tough, rough, and taking no shit from anyone. Did she think her Papa would blink twice if someone didn’t want to be around him? No. And neither should she. That’s the way she should be thinking, but that was not what was happening.
She took a deep breath before responding as she looked up into the face she didn’t know if she’d ever see again. “I know that was a surprise, and I want you to know that if you don’t want to come back… it’s okay. I’m not saying that I want that or that I won’t miss you, but I don’t want you to feel that if you leave I’ll send my father’s people after you.”
“I said I’ll be back.” He said it so fast she wondered if he even heard her words.
She put her hands on both sides of his face and brought him down for a kiss. She just wanted to taste the lips of the man who had brought her so much pleasure… sexually and mentally. This last week had been more fun than she’d ever had with a man, and the fact that she was thinking long term should have been an indication that this conversation needed to be had. Putting it off until tomorrow wasn’t really her thing, but she didn’t want to see the devastation that she knew would cross his face. She ended the kiss before it got out of hand even though she was thinking of having sex one more time too, but that was too needy for even her to think about. One kiss would have to be enough.
“Just in case you go out and decide that it’s not worth it to be involved with me and my family. I wanted one more kiss.” She didn’t need to say that, but it just popped out of her mouth. When she was younger she used to ramble when she was stalling, and she must have had a flash back. She hated that weakness was trying to peek through.
He gave her a quick peck on the lips before he backed up away from her. “What kind of wine did you want me to get?”
“Surprise me,” she said with a smile on her face. At least she could give him that. Maybe when he thought about her, he would think about the good times and the smile she left him with instead of the way he felt when he was scrambling to get away from her. He didn’t even give a response about her trying to ease his mind about her family. He was getting farther and farther away from her, and she knew that was not just in terms of his physical location.
“Will do,” he replied as he walked out the door.
Lorna stared at the door for a few more seconds before she turned off the sauce and shut down the oven. There would be no big meal tonight and just the smell of the sauce was making her stomach turn. Before Aiden, she’d loved the peace and quiet of her home, but now the silence was deafening, and she turned on the television just to fill the void. Of course, it would be the news broadcast talking about crime being on the rise. Her family was the direct cause for that effect, and no matter how she tried to ignore it, that detail was going to shape the rest of her life. Silent room be damned she would rather listen to the screaming nothingness than hear about the deeds of her relatives. Doing something other than sitting on the couch may be helpful.
She stood up and walked over to the window to see if she could view him. It had been a few minutes, so she didn’t have high hopes of catching a glimpse of him but she would be wrong. There he was walking down the street toward his bike. After all that time he’d just gotten that far, and then he was going for his bike? Her mind whirled with accusations, but he didn’t owe her anything. Everything outside the window was getting blurry, and she was getting angrier with each drop of water that filled her eyes. That was enough for her; she