Amelia sat in the back of the car, she was so shocked that they would greet her by kissing her like that, not that it wasn't lovely, but it led to so many questions that she hadn't got a clue how to answer.
Thinking about Nick kissing her, just the way he had held her, and not given her any choice in the matter made her heartbeat as if it was going to burst through her chest. Her whole body felt alive, as it had never felt that way before. But that was only the start, the soft, gentle kiss from G
From where Amelia was sitting, she could see Gabriel's hands on the steering wheel. His fingers were long, and his palms were huge. Amelia couldn't stop staring at them. His forearms were bare; his shirt sleeves rolled up. Those arms had held her tonight; he was gentle with her, but she got the impression of an underlying force that was the real Gabriel. Nick was a forceful man, dominant, and he made his feelings known immediately., Gabriel was more gentle on the outside, but she knew he had meant it when he whispered in her ear. It sent tingles up her spine, and she got goosebumps.Turning her attention to where they were going, she noticed lights far away on the horizon, that must be a ship, meaning the sea was on one side of the car and fields on the other side. She closed her eyes and listened to the classical piano music rolling through the car. It wasn't long before Gabriel turned into a village, he drove straight down the high street, and then
When Amelia finally awoke on Tuesday morning, she felt utterly rested. Though when she swallowed, her throat was a little sore, she knew that she had slept deeply, which was most unusual. Opening her eyes, the room was still quite dark, no point getting up yet, so she closed her eyes again and stretched her legs to the cool part of the bed and turned over.After breakfast she would take a walk on the front, she hoped Eric cooked as good a breakfast as the man in the cafe. Then, she would buy a local newspaper and look for a job and somewhere more permanent to live. She could also go and find the h
Rubbing her eyes with the heels of her hands, she finally opened them. It was light now, and the first thing she saw was the light fitting hanging from the ceiling. She blinked, why had she never noticed that before? It was different, that wasn't the same light fitting she saw when Eric showed her to her room, that was a pretty little chandelier, this one was brass coloured, a large ring with two other rings wrapped around it with little LED lights embedded into the metal.Amelia turned her head towards the window, or where the window was supposed to be. She never managed to look more than a foot above the pillow. Sparkling blue eyes and a sweet smile considered her confusion.Gasping in shock and horror, Amelia shot her head to the right to see Nick resting his head on his crooked elbow and showing a broad smile.Amelia turned scarlet, she looked again from one man to the other, and if she were standing up, her jaw would have hit the floor.
Nick left the room, and Gabriel stroked his hand over her back. He gentlyeased some of the quilt from her grasp, but she still clung on to some. She wasn't ready to face him yet. Huh, maybe in fifty years she might be able to look at a picture of them!"Amelia, it's okay, please don't cry, you will make your throat hurt again."
"Amelia?""Yes, I'm in the bath.""Are you alright?" Nick asked."Yes, thanks, I'll be out in a few minutes.""Okay," there was silence for a few seconds. "Have you got lots of bubbles, darling?"What? Darling? Was he waiting for her? What did he want? "Er yes, lots of bubbles.""Oh, that's good," he said as he stuck his head around the door, wearing an irrepressible grin.Amelia gasped and covered her breasts with her hands, crossing her legs and crouching lower in the water. "Out! she yelled."Don't be silly love I can't see anything," more's the pity, he thought. You're all covered in bubbles. Shall I wash your hair?" Nick smiled at her and reached for the showerhead."I, I, I can do it," she stuttered."Much nicer if someone else does it though, don't you think?' he sat on the edge of the bath and turned the water on, "Tell me if it's too hot."&nb
Jessica Elwood looked around her bedroom at all the posters of Nick Henderson, she would be sorry to leave them all, but she knew which one she had to take with her. His smile was so familiar to her. It felt like it had been part of her all her life. His was the last face she saw when she closed her eyes at night and the first face she saw when she opened them the next morning. She listened to Nick singing all the time, especially on the way to her Saturday job. She had lied to Mr Bashir, who owned the local corner shop and newsagent about how old she was. She'd told him she was fourteen, well it wasn't a lie anymore, today was her birthday. Her mum had forgotten, but that was nothing new, half the time she couldn't remember her name. Tonight, she would cook something nice for them both she just hoped that none of her 'uncles' would be at the house. Still, if one of them were at home, she would, nip out and get a Chinese.She kept the house as clean as she could, but it was difficult
As it turned out, Amelia had a couple of days relaxing at Cawlin before chaos broke out. On Wednesday it rained all day, and they sat in the cinema room watching films, and Netflix and scoffing popcorn. On Thursday the weather was fine, and she explored the garden with Nick and Gabriel."Oh, is that a maze? Can I go in it?" Amelia looked up at Gabriel. almost jumping up and down like a five-year-old"Of course you can," he laughed, he looked at Nick. "What do you think, Nick?"Nick grinned, and his eyes narrowed at Amelia, "I think there should be kisses if we find you."Gabriel laughed, "When we find you." He turned to Amelia, "Okay Millie, You have got two minutes to lose yourself. It's a huge maze, so you should have plenty of time.They watched her run to the entrance and disappear into the hedges, admiring her plump, wiggling arse."We'd better start thinking about that letter you got the other day. What
Claire Henderson looked at the pictures on her desk. In the back of her mind, she knew this was going to happen. She was surprised that it hadn't happened sooner. Nick looked so young in the photo, eighteen, still a child in many ways. Though he was sensible most of the time, and she knew that he was a good man.The package pushed through the letterbox contained letters and photos, but the message from Jessica was heartbreaking. A child was looking after her addict mother and only running away because she was in danger of being a sex slave. If any of this were true, even if she weren't Nick's child, she would make sure she was safe.****They walked back through the gardens to the house, Gabriel and Millie walked, Nick took off at the speed of sound back to the house. Gabriel pulled his phone out talking and reached for Millie's hand. He squeezed it gently, rubbing his thumb over the back of her hand. Gabriel finished his call."Hey I'm sorry