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  She felt herself ready to leap over the edge of pure desire. She exploded around him, digging her nails into the flesh of his sides. He collapsed down on top of her as he found his release and she was once again overcome with emotion.

  Slowly he allowed her legs to fall to his sides. The soreness felt in the back of her thighs was exhilarating. He tenderly brushed her hair from her eyes. “I hear your thoughts, I feel your emotion and yet I don’t understand the tears. It is true a man shall never know a woman completely.” Taylor erupted into laughter. It only took a second before he joined in.

  They commenced to taking the shower she had started out to join in with. He washed her with such gentle hands. The hands that wouldn’t be expected to be used by someone as strong as him. But hands that would be expected to be used on a baby, child, or the injured.

  She took her turn studying his body. Learning and appreciating every curve, every bulge. Admiring him. Taking him in with all that he had to offer. Studying so she knew when she closed her eyes, she could without a doubt see him just as if he were there.

  “I’m glad I can be of assistance to you now Sweet.” His voice was full of conceded ‘I know I’m sexy as hell’.

  “One of these days I hope to find a way to block my thoughts from you Vamp.” She shoved at him teasingly. Quickly he wrapped himself around her holding her against him. “I don’t want to get out of the shower. Can’t we just stay here forever?”

  “Well we could, but I suppose that would require a big ceremony. And well you would have to eat.” She laughed at the eating comment then wanted to know what he meant by ceremony.

  “Ceremony?”

  “Not the kind you are thinking of, but one in the same. Does that make any sense to you at all?”

  “Nope. Just kiss me Vamp so I can get ready for work. Some of us…..” And his mouth was smashing hers. Oh, just one please. She immediately became loose limbed and collapsed against his body as her gift trembled and explored every nerve end in her entire being.

  “Now you owe me one. Later Sweet.” He smiled helping her out of the shower. She reached for a towel and he took it from her hand proceeding to dry her skin. “Lotion?” He reached under the cabinet pulling out the lotion, caressing her entire body smooth with it.

  “I feel like I am leaving a spa, not getting ready to go to work.” They stood there dressing. She blow dried her hair pulling it back into a tight pony tail. “Not very attractive work attire huh?” She stated as she looked over her navy blue scrubs and white lab jacket.

  “No it’s not attractive. It’s sexy, I want to ravish you while I rip the scrubs into pieces from your body. You can be my nurse later. But just keep in mind, I’m always the doctor.” Oh holy hell. Remind me to wear these on date night. If we have another date night. What’s with the doctor thing?

  “Friday. I suddenly feel like a case of some stinging palm rubbing off on me.” She froze. He couldn’t be serious. Books were meant to be just fantasies. That shit isn’t real. It can’t exist. Who would really allow that to happen? And if someone was really faced with the possibilities of it, would they really react the way I do? I doubt it.

  “I’ll show you. Can you arrange for a sitter for the weekend? We will need to visit Denver.”

  “The entire weekend. Liz usually watches them for me but now that your brother is in the picture, I couldn’t ask her to watch them for that long.”

  “I could persuade you, but I would rather you consider it. My brother would treat them just as I. Well, maybe spoil them some more. But I can assure you, it would be as if you left them with me.”

  “I will consider it. Now I have to leave and cut this morning shorter than it already feels.” He kissed her tenderly goodbye as they both got into their cars and left.

  This is going to be a long day.

  Thankfully case after case made the day fly by and before she knew it she was leaving and passing Liz at the door. “Liz do you got a quick second?”

  “Yeah, sure what’s up?”

  “Damien has asked me to go to Seattle with him this weekend. Do you think that maybe you could hang out with the kids for me? Damien said Jarrod would love it.” She knew her answer was going to be yes, but she thought she would throw Jarrod in there for good measure. I want to go with him bad. I want to spend the days and nights with him alone. I’m greedy as hell when it comes to this man.

  “You know I will. You don’t mind if Jarrod hangs out?”

  “No, why would I?”

  “Has Damien spoke with you about anything different about him and Jarrod.”

  “If you’re implying like gifty different. Yes.”

  “And you’re ok with it. I mean, I usually take things a lot better than you and it totally freaked me out. He made a “call” and the next thing I knew I didn’t care what he was. He left me like that until he had explained everything to me and then he said that he would let me have my emotions back now.”

  Taylor laughed remembering the call that Damien had received. He told her he had to handle an issue for his brother but hadn’t explained what it was. “Yes, I’m ok with it. Strange but I feel like it’s really not relevant what he is, as long as he is with me.”

  “That’s exactly how I feel now. It’s weird but I knew Jarrod was going to come into my life. Does that make me crazy?”

  “No! Oh my God! The dreams. Remember when we were both kids, teens really. I wonder if they have some kind of connection? Remember we used to dream the exact same thing every single night. Weird. And I thought the abilities that we had in our dreams were from watching superman over and over.”

  “I don’t know. I had totally forgot about them. What if it was a sign? I wonder if we have those abilities. Oh well. I don’t care about that right now. Jarrod makes me feel like I am the only woman in the world and I love it.”

  “Same here. Catcha later. Thanks.”

  “No problem.”

  Taylor arrived home only to see his car in her drive as she entered. She turned the corner to park catching her first glimpse of him. He was standing there in front of her grill. Definitely something she could get used to.

  A blur later and he was opening her door. I’m still in my ravish me scrubs and we have thirty minutes before the twins come home.

  “As tempting as that is Sweet, I don’t want to have to explain anything to Zach or Ash for that matter again.” He smiled triggering her memory of how his mouth had gotten them into and out of a rather uncomfortable predicament.

  “Later then. I do believe you have another ability you didn’t inform me about. The ability to turn me into a nymphomaniac with even the thought of seeing you, let alone actually seeing you. Especially having you in arms reach.”

  “Oh, my little nymph. I have yet to show you my abilities but I will. Denver. I’m picking you up from work by the way. Mrs. Rosa has agreed to watch the kids for us until Liz gets home. Jarrod is picking her up by the way and then staying the weekend here.”

  “So you have it all figured out do you?”

  “No, but I will have you all fingered out by the end of the weekend.”

  “Don’t tease me. Whatcha cooking?”

  “Hamburgers, hotdogs. I am so enjoying this by the way.”

  “Enjoying what?”

  “Helping you. Allowing you time for yourself. Spending time with you and the munchkins. I have grown quite fond of them. And food. I’ve never cooked before. Seen it done a million times. It’s relaxing.”

  “Really I wouldn’t have guessed that and after you have cooked every day for at least a year, we will revisit that fun thing of yours.” She nudged him as she walked away to change.

  Chapter Ten

  The week seemed to fly by as she was now spending her nights with Damien. She found herself counting the minutes until Damien arrived to whisk her off to Denver. She couldn’t wait. She found herself nervous, excited, elated, ecstatic, anxious, tense and edgy. She had no idea what his plans were while they were there.

>   What we will do? I know what I want to do and if I have my way will be doing repeatedly.

  She sat in the report room giving report to the oncoming nurse when a knock on the door caught her attention. “Yes.” She called out. It was not totally uncommon for interruptions during a report. After all the ED didn’t close the doors for report.

  “Hey Taylor, there is one drop dead gorgeous hunk out here waiting on you. You want me to entertain him while you finish up here.” Alice teased her.

  “No, that’s alright. Tell him give me five and I will meet him out front.” She wanted to laugh knowing that he had heard everything Alice had said through her own thoughts. She could only imagine what it was doing to his impressively large ego already.

  “Where have you been hiding this one?” Alice commenced to probing her.

  Really? You don’t wanna go there trust me.

  “I haven’t been hiding anyone anywhere. He found me.” The bright glow all over her face told everyone in the room she was hooked.

  She grabbed her things and exited the door coming almost chest to chest. Her dose of valium waiting on her to settle the withdraws of being away from him for eight long, everlasting hours. He looked down right edible in his attire consisting of a black leather jacket, white knit sweater, and dark jeans paired with a pair of black dress shoes.

  Yummy Yummy!

  He smiled as she took the two steps that closed the gap between them. Seductively he kissed her, surprising her inner Goddess. Then leaving her begging for more. “Sorry I couldn’t help myself. Turn around and bow to our audience, Sweet.” She turned slowly around noticing her co-workers standing there gaulking at her. Jesus!

  They erupted, clapping their hands causing Taylor to flush as she waved bye. “Secretly calling out “eat your heart out girls, this one is all mine”. Emphasis on all. She had to get out of there before she completely embarrassed herself in front of her professional peers.

  “I take it you’re ready then.” He placed his hand on the small of her back and lead the way to his car. “Do you want to eat before we leave or shall we eat on the way?” He questioned.

  “On the way. I can never eat until I have unwound some.” And besides I’m really not interested in eating anything that isn’t a part of you.

  “Oh Sweet what am I going to do with you now. On the way it is.” He laughed as he climbed in the car hitting the road turning onto I55.

  Taylor knew that they would be taking a small flight from Cape to St. Louis, then boarding another to Denver.

  “So I’m curious. If you don’t have to fly or drive why are we driving to Cape and then flying to Denver?”

  “Because it isn’t as exciting. Anticipation can be our friend.” He quickly raised and dropped his eyebrows sending Taylor into a fit of laughter. Maybe it was from her nerves or maybe it was just because he made her happy.

  Taylor had never flown before and as the got closer to Cape, she became aware of the butterflies fighting their way around her stomach. It felt like they are fighting for the world cup or something in there.

  “It’s no big deal. Flown a thousand times. I think you’ll like it.” He tried to reassure her but somehow this time it was gonna take a little more than a few words for that to happen. She knew Damien was working his magic as they faded. Thank God. She really didn’t want to show him what she had eaten for lunch.

  “I really don’t want to see it either.” He smirked.

  “Good. Because that is one thing I don’t plan on showing you this weekend.”

  “Is there anything else I can’t see or am I open to view anything.”

  “Anything you want. I’m all yours.” She was feeling bold. He didn’t respond with words only a shift in his body language.

  She had expected it to be a long wait, but the minute they pulled in, they were being escorted on the small plane. Taylor quickly sat buckling in. The plane was small. Only eight seats. They were alone. She wondered if he had arranged for it to be a private flight but didn’t continue to dwell on it as she heard the plane’s engines roar to life.

  Her hands gripped the seat knowing without even looking, her knuckles were more than likely white from the fierce grip she had. She turned looking at Damien expecting him to fix her. “Not this time Sweet. You need to learn that fear is just that. Your fear is from the unknown. Just breathe with me.” I understand what you are trying to do but really does it have to be now? And it’s easier for you, you don’t have to breathe.

  “Yes it has to be now. I need you to face your fear head on. Otherwise this weekend won’t be as interesting as I know it can be. I won’t force you into this. I want you to feel the emotion involved in it.”

  “Involved in what?”

  “Oh My Sweet, I aim to please.” The smile on his face hitched her breath. Shit! He laughed. “Taylor. He is just that, a fictional character in a book. Why do I sense your fear? Why do I feel your lust?” He smiled wickedly at her.

  Damn can’t hide nothing from you Vamp.

  “It’s not fear or lust. I don’t know how to explain it. Reading that book is like opening a new set of doors to humanity. A few years ago, people like him would have been like a freak by society. Now, marriages have been saved. People have opened their eyes to compromise and have really learned the meaning of the word.” She looked at him.

  “And?” Damn, he’s gonna make me say it.

  “Ok, so there is lust there to. But technically as you pointed out he is a fictional character. Therefore I do not lust after him, I lust after the thought of the man he is. Does that make any sense to you at all?”

  “Oh, I think I can put it together well enough. Take a breath Sweet, here we go.”

  The plane began to move causing her breathing to increase. Holy Shit! Keep it together, breathe, and relax. Think happy thoughts. It wasn’t working. She could feel every bump on the runway as the plane speed increased.

  “Sweet, do you have any idea, what I want to do to you right now? We are on a plane and that would be a first for the both of us. Exciting, hot, steamy sex.”

  “I know what you can do with yourself after this.” Her eyes were tight, she was on the verge of a full blown panic attack. Hyperventilation was just around the corner. She leaned forward putting her head between her knees trying to slow her breathing.

  “If we make it through this I am going to kick your ass.” She forced the words through her teeth.

  “I look forward to it Brat.” He chuckled.

  Oh you are such an asshole. She thought as soon as he calmly, smoothly replied to her threat.

  “When is he going to take off already? I don’t know how much longer I can take this.” If we don’t get there soon it isn’t going to matter because I won’t be arriving alive.

  “Taylor, look out the window, he already has and you would arrive a live Sweet.” Again he snickered.

  She raised slowly still feeling a bump here and thug there. She seen nothing but small blotches beneath her. Ok I have to admit, that really wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.

  “Told you so.”

  “How long before we land?” She needed to know how long she had to prepare herself for another round of total panic.

  “Oh we won’t be landing. I just wanted you to experience this so you would know that you can overcome your fear if you choose to do so.”

  “So if we aren’t landing, how are we going to get down from here?” Please tell me you don’t have parachuting planned to because that is definitely a hell no.

  “No. That’s a thought for next time though.” He reached down unfastening her seatbelt. She was now aware he had never fastened his. . Of course why would he? He’s already dead. He can’t die again.

  “Taylor quit thinking.” He reached down gripping her hands pulling her up into his chest. “Close your eyes.” It was more of a demand now then a request. She closed her eyes and as if she were absorbing the warmth out of his body by simply breathing, she was.

  “Open you
r eyes Taylor.” His whispered breath sent chills down her spine.

  “But you just told me to close them.” Holy shit! How in the hell? She looked around no longer crowed in the small plane but standing in a suite. She glanced up into her eyes noting the amusement settled in there. “I don’t know how you did that but we are definitely traveling home the same.” She walked away to explore further.

  The walls were a light shade of beige. The fluffy furniture was white. Her first thought was she couldn’t bring her kids there followed by her second, which was how incredibly gorgeous the room was.

  A set of double doors opened into the bedroom. The pale beige theme continued along the walls ending at the chocolate brown accent wall. The bed was dressed with a red, beige, and chocolate brown duvet with matching pillows.

  She felt her excitement growing into something more. She was in the room of her dreams and was alone with him. She turned watching him prowl towards her, like he was stalking his prey. His hands rubbed up and down her arms as he all but melted her with his stare.

  “There will be no nose wriggling right now. Your clothes are in the closet. I’ll give you some time to get ready.”

  Really? “Time for what! We’re alone, I have to get naked to get dressed. Don’t you want to come with me and help me? I could get awfully lonely while I get naked.” She tried her best to tease him into it, saying it sweet and innocent like.

  “As tempting as that is Sweet, there will be plenty of time later for that. You will be begging me to stop when this night is over. And you need to stop trying to top from the bottom. Keep doing that and I may have to show you the difference between discipline and punishment.” He didn’t say another word as he walked away, leaving her to ponder on that while she dressed.

  Wow! Punishment and Discipline. Interesting.

  She walked over to the closet wondering why the clothing she seen didn’t belong to her. Glimpsing at the clothes she felt out of her comfort zone.