Laid 2 Rest Two Halves of a Whole by Melanie Rose Read Free Book Online Page B

saying a single word. I felt so protected in his arms. The safest I have felt in a very long time.
    How could that be?
    Trying to pull myself back together, I straightened back up, breaking his hold on me as I wiped my face dry with my hands. It pains me to let anyone see me like this, but Jay managed to break thru all on my defenses, leaving me exposed. Something I wasn’t used to or sure how to handle anymore.
    Damn him!
    “Talk to me,” he pleaded.
    “I don’t know where to even begin.” And I didn’t. What am I supposed to say exactly? You died nineteen years ago, however yesterday, I traveled back in time and saved your life by sexing you up like crazy. That he wasn’t supposed to be alive right now, let alone, playing pro-ball and raising a six-year-old daughter. He would have my ass committed for sure if I said something like that. “You would never believe me anyways!”
    “Try me… you can trust me. You know that, don’t you?”
    “I know.” I didn’t know how I knew that, but I did… with all my heart.
    “Well, what’s wrong with you? It’s almost as if you’ve lost chunks of your memory. Is that it? Were you in an accident recently that I don’t know about? Did you hit your head?”
    “You could somewhat say that… uh, I’ve been out of sorts for a couple of days ( that was an understatement for sure ). Maybe I’m working too hard. I’m not feeling like myself. My brain is just overwhelmed. Please don’t make a bigger deal out of this than necessary, alright.” By the look on his face, I could tell that he wasn’t convinced so I added quickly, “Hey, you want to get some fresh air?”
    Following me out to the backyard, we snuggled up in my hammock together. With my face lying across his chest, we just swung back and forth in the cool breeze as he rubbed my back lightly. “Isn’t that my job?” I said to him playfully.
    “Maybe next time. Today, I’m massaging you for a change, even though I could really use one. Running up and down the court is starting to take its toll on me. I’m not exactly a spring chicken anymore, you know. My back and knees are really starting to hate me.”
    “Pleez… I’m never giving you another massage after what happened last time; you my friend don’t know how to behave. If you were one of my clients, I would have thrown your ass out of my house for doing what you did!”
    Where in the hell did that come from, I thought, perfectly recalling him throwing off the sheet during a massage session to revel just how happy he was about me rubbing lotion all over his body.
    Holy cow. Did I just remember something?
    “I’ll be good this time… scouts honor,” he said grinning while holding up two fingers.
    “The only problem with that is, you were never a boy scout, remember? So it doesn’t exactly count, now does it?”
    “Now that’s the Jasmine I know and love. I guess some fresh air was all you needed to rediscover your witty charm.”
    “That’s not true. Fresh air would have been irrelevant if you weren’t here with me. You make me feel so safe. I cannot even remember the last time I felt this way. Thank you Jay for being a part of my world.”
    “No need to thank me. That’s what friends are for,” he said, kissing the top of my head.
    We spent the rest of the afternoon talking and joking around and by the time he had to leave, I had most of the puzzle pieces filled in. It was a relief not to have any more blanks in my memory. He was my friend, my confidant. I shared all my hopes and dreams with him. None of my joys or fears ever went unnoticed. He cared for me, I depended on him and in many ways, he played the role a husband should in every way but one…. Physically!

 
    CHAPTER THREE
    A COUPLE OF WEEKS HAVE GONE by since that afternoon with Jay and my self-confidence had steadily increased ever since. At first, I thought that I had simply saved him by going back, but that wasn’t entirely the case.
    You see… he saved me too! More