Sheet Music - A Rock 'n' Roll Love Story
- Автор: Lister Ann
- Серия: Sheet Music #1
- Год: 2011
- Язык: голландский
- Год: Lulu.com
- ISBN: 9781105173578
- Жанр: Прочая древняя литература
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“I didn’t tell you that to hurt you.”
“I know. If I didn’t think I could handle your answer, I wouldn’t have asked the question. Besides, on some level I already knew what your answer was going to be,” she shrugged. “I wanted to hear you say it.”
He forced a smile onto his face. “Which is exactly why I'm not going to ask you the same question. I know I couldn't handle your answer.”
She glanced up at him and blinked two heavy teardrops off her eyelashes. “The answer would be no, Michael. I was too focused on getting well to be involved with anyone.”
Relief washed over him. “I wish you hadn’t walked out on me, Annie. If you had given me a chance, we could have talked through all these issues. It would have saved us both a lot of pain. If I had known what was going on inside your head, I could have put your fears to rest.”
Annie began to sob. So many months had been wasted. Time they would never get back. She shook her head in regret. “I’m sorry but I was so scared.”
He exhaled loudly. “Would it be all right if I hugged you?” he asked tentatively.
She forced a smile and melted into him. His large arms encased her and she was elevated to the stars. She could feel his soothing hands roaming her back and raking through her long hair. It had been far too long, she thought, as she slid her fingers around his narrow waist, then she pressed her face against his chest. The loud thud of his heart sounded like a symphony to her ears. Its quickened rhythm matched her own. They held onto each other for a long time, each afraid to break the spell with words. Annie smiled and squeezed her eyes tight, swallowing hard against the hard lump of emotion clogging her throat.
“Annie?” he whispered, as he snuggled his face into the sweet scent of her hair.
“What?” she sighed, the sound and feel of his breath against her ear made her skin tingle in an all too familiar way.
“That connection you said you felt with me, do you still feel it? Are you feeling it now?”
Annie smiled to herself. His soft spoken questions vibrated through her torso and ended in a slow subtle pulse in the pit of her stomach. Still smiling, she gazed up at his inquisitive face. Her hand reached out and stroked the smoothness of his bottom lip.
“Yes, I’m feeling it now. It never went away, no matter how much I may have thought I wanted it to. You were right, it isn’t something that can be shut off and walked away from.”
He smiled back at her. The depth of his love was evident in his eyes. “Can I kiss you?”
Annie stifled a laugh and pulled his neck down to meet her half-way. She groaned when his mouth locked onto hers and suddenly they were swept away in the same electric heat that had consumed them long ago.
“You didn’t have to ask, Michael. You could have had me back in the hallway at the FleetCenter if you had tried. When it comes to you, I obviously have no resistance.”
“Now you tell me,” he smiled. In once swift movement, he picked her up, spun her around, and set her down on the edge of the window ledge with her back pressed against the glass. Almost eye-to-eye, he moved between her spread knees and kissed her deeply, his tongue doing a well choreographed dance inside her open mouth.
“Will your friend be upset if you don’t see her tonight?” he asked between breathless kisses on her face and neck. The impulse to devour her right there was almost uncontrollable.
“No.”
Another long sweet kiss.
“I’d really like it if you’d stay here with me,” he sighed.
She was close to explosion when she felt his fingers slip beneath her shirt, discovering her naked breasts.
“I’d like that,” Annie replied.
More kisses and Annie raised her arms to enable Michael to remove her shirt. “You know, it’s probably not a good idea I do this right here,” he said into her ear, then sucking the lobe. “You’d be amazed at what a photographer can do with a good telephoto lens,” he laughed, covering her exposed breasts with his hands.
“Yeah, I think we’ve already been down that road,” Annie replied.
“Come on. I want to do this properly,” he said, taking her by the hand and heading toward the bedroom.
Annie froze and pulled her hand from his, then covered her naked breasts with her arms.
“What’s wrong, babe?” he asked, stepping back toward her.
Annie bent to pick up her discarded shirt from the floor and quickly slipped it over her head. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think I’m ready for this.”
Michael circled her with his arms. “You’re trembling, Annie. What’s going on?”
She broke their embrace and sat on the couch. “It seems…too easy - too perfect and I don’t think it should, or can be, either. I’m not sure this can be a ‘happily-ever-after’ situation, Michael. Honestly, I’m not looking for a ‘reunion fling’ and that’s what this feels like.”
Michael sat beside Annie on the couch and draped an arm across her shoulder. “Reunion fling ?” He shook his head and made a sour face. “I'm not looking for that either, Annie. I was hoping for something a little more long-term.”
Annie’s eyes locked onto his. “How so?”
He studied her face and saw the uncertainty in her eyes. “Can I ask you something? When you came to see me tonight, how did you see this playing out?”
“What do you mean?” Annie asked.
“Did you have any hopes of getting back together, or were you visualizing a different ending?”
Annie hung her head and began to rock back and forth. “I came to see you looking for closure. I was angry and disheartened over how it ended between us the last time. I never anticipated ending up in your arms - and certainly not back in your bed. I honestly never thought beyond the point of us venting at one another.”
“Wow,” Michael sighed, clasping his hands behind his head. “That hurts to hear but I’m glad you’re being honest. It sounds like we’re looking for different things.”
“I'm not sure what I'm looking for,” Annie said, shaking her head. “Don't you have doubts or concerns about getting back together?”
“No. I don’t. I’ve never felt more sure of anything in my life. I’d commit to you in a heartbeat, on any level you wanted, and not feel an ounce of hesitation.”
“But it didn’t work before so why do you think it would work this time?” Annie asked. She was riddled with skepticism and stunned by his steadfast certainty.
“Annie, last time your mind was polluted with pain medication and you weren't thinking clearly. That is the only reason we didn't work,” he said, gently gripping the back of her neck with his fingers and massaging.
Annie sat silent, then her head fell to his shoulder, her face finding the warm bend of his neck. His scent was intoxicating. She lifted her hand and placed it at the hollow of his throat. She could feel his heart quickly tapping beneath the surface of his skin. She smiled lazily.
“Sweetheart,” he whispered. “I’d be happy to sit here and talk until the sun comes up, if that’s what makes you comfortable.” He turned his face and kissed her forehead.
Annie’s fingers drifted up to his mouth. She tipped her head back and watched as his lips curled. His eyes were drawing her inside; the power he had was incredible. She raised herself and kissed him.
Michael’s eyes slowly closed; as he opened his mouth wider to taste her fully. Once again, they fell victim to the magnetic force that radiated between their bodies.
“Why is it, every time we find ourselves in the same room together, we seem to end up in bed?” Annie asked.