Stephan (19 page)

This afternoon when Jade had gone out with
friends, I don’t even think she would have told me she was going
except for the fact I came to her. I even kissed her goodbye. She
was killing me. Her eyes used to hold fire, warmth, and love, but
now were dull and almost lifeless. I needed my little bit back.

*****

I got a text at midnight telling me she was
staying at Cassie’s house. Oh fuck no. I said I wasn’t sleeping
without her ever again and I bloody meant it. Going to my car, I
got in and drove to Cassie and Scott’s house. I called Scott and he
stood smirking at the door when I pulled into the driveway.

“She’s in the spare room.”

Nodding thanks to Scott I went inside and up
the stairs to the spare room. Not bothering knocking I opened the
door and went to the bed.

“Stephan. What the hell?” Jade sat up, she
wore only her bra and I could see the matching panties.

“I promised myself I would never sleep a
night without you again. So we either go home or I’m getting in
here with you.”

Jade crossed her arms over her chest. “Fine.
Home.”

I went to the bed, picked her up, and threw
her over my shoulder.

“Hey, put me down.”

I left the room, went down the stairs, and
passed a laughing Scott who opened the door for me. “Can you get
Cassie to bring her things tomorrow?”

“Sure, man.”

I left the house and placed Jade gently in
the passenger seat. I smiled as she sat there fuming. I got in and
drove us home.

“You know you’re a possessive idiot.”

I couldn’t keep the grin off my face at her
fight.

“Only for you, little bit.” She harrumphed
and turned from me to gaze out the window.

When we got home I went around the car,
opened the door, and picked her up again, this time she laughed and
my heart soared at the light carefree sound. Once in the house, I
went to my room and placed her on the bed and then I stripped.

Her laughter turned into a gasp. She knelt on
my bed and crawled closer to me.

“Stephan, is it real?”

The fingers sticking out from her cast came
up and gingerly traced the heart and the key made with her name and
sat ready to unlock my heart. “Of course it’s real.”

Tears rolled down her cheek and she sobbed.
Shit, I’d hurt her. Crap.

“You’re crazy,” she hiccupped out. “You
tattooed my name on your chest as a key to your heart. Are you
insane?”

I sighed in relief when I realized she wasn’t
crying because I hurt her. “I thought it was a good present. A way
to show you how I feel. To show you you’re it for me. I will never
hurt you again. I love you more than you could ever imagine.”

“Oh, Stephan,” she sobbed.

“Don’t cry. I didn’t do it to make you cry. I
want you to smile. I want the light back in your eyes. I want you
baking cupcakes and slices and dancing around the kitchen singing
with your amazing voice. I want you with your fight back. I want
you.”

“Stephan,” Jade groaned on a breathless
whisper. She stood and came to the edge of the bed yanking me to
her. Her mouth fused with mine and she pulled me down to the bed. I
lay down and she straddled me. “You make it so hard for me. Every
time I think I have my walls built high you not only knock it down
you demolish it.”

“I love you, little bit.”

“I don’t hate you.”

I chuckled. “Progress.”

Jade shook her head and leaned down until her
lips brushed over the tattoo. “You’re full of surprises. Thank you,
crazy man.” She wiggled into the covers and I followed. Jade draped
herself over me. “Good night, my crazy man.”

Smiling, I hugged Jade to me feeling like I’d
won the best prize in the universe. She just called me hers.

*****

Jade

Distancing myself wasn’t working. The past
week I’d tried everything, going to a different room to sleep which
didn’t work because he was back to carrying me around when I said
no. I tried being with Cassie and my other girlfriends, again he
just invaded and they thought he was cute.
Argh
. Then I
tried just reading and studying but the idiot would do the same
beside me, touching my leg, arm, cheek or hair every chance he
could. Then every time I saw the goddamned tattoo I went goo, goo.
I couldn’t believe he got a tattoo with my name. It was an amazing
design. The heart was on the left side of his chest just above his
nipple. It had a lock in the middle and a key set in the lock that
was made up of my name.

Stephan touched me all the time. He touched
me before, but this last week it was like he’d up the ante. I think
he wanted me to crave him so I never left him. My body felt like it
was on friggin' fire. I’d been almost caught a couple of times
trying to pleasure myself to help the aching coursing through me.
It’s hard to masturbate when you have one hand in a cast and the
other was still tender from being shot.

I swear last night I dreamed of having an
orgasm and just as I was about to get there wanker moved and jolted
me awake. I was so horny I couldn’t sleep on Stephan. When I’d seen
my doctor last I’d asked for a prescription for the pill. I tried
fooling myself for a while telling myself I didn’t need them. When
I got them for myself, the first couple of days I even tried
convincing myself not to take them because I wouldn’t need them. I
had said I would never have sex with Stephan, but deep down I knew
it was bullshit. I wasn’t ready today and I may not be tomorrow,
but I knew if things kept going how they were I would be ready to
make the huge step and give him me. I lay on my back staring at the
ceiling in the dark room.

The sun peeked through the blinds giving
light to the dark room. I didn’t want to open my eyes, but I could
see the lighter shade of black. Soft lips trailed gentle kisses
over my face and down my neck. I tilted my head up so the mouth
could have better access. Teeth tugged on the tip of my ear sending
shots of pleasure straight to my pussy. “Morning, birthday
girl.”

Groaning, I opened my eyes. “Don’t I get to
sleep in on my birthday?”

“Yes, if you were sleeping, but I know you
were awake. Come on, we have lots to do today.”

I rolled over onto my stomach and glared at
him. “Aha, no way. Today is my day. So when you say ‘we’ you mean
you have lots to do. I intend to spend the day sunbathing by the
pool, going to the movies, and then clubbing with my friends later.
I may even come to your game.” I wouldn’t ever miss his game. I
loved watching him play football and when we had our break up it
was one of the things I really missed. This would be the first game
I’d seen in weeks.

Stephan sat up and the cover slipped down
showing his tat, I honed in on it and my heart did summersaults. He
reached over and tucked my bed hair behind my ears, he lingered at
my neck, the pads of his fingers stroking me. I shivered and
clenched my thighs, my body melting at his touch. Stupid reaction
to him. Stupid body for betraying me.

Stephan smirked and the damn dimples popped.
“Well, if it’s what you want.” He got out of bed and I smiled at
his rock hard erection. At least I had the same effect on him.

Sighing, I rolled back only to squeal when
arms slid under me and lifted me. “Hey, put me down.” As usual
Stephan didn’t listen, and carried me to the bathroom and got out a
waterproof liner for my cast. After putting it on me, he turned the
water on and stepped under the spray. I stared stunned. I’d seen
Stephan naked all the time, but I’d never watched him shower.
Fantasied, dreamed of it, yes, but seeing…argh, no. I watched as
the water riveted over his muscular body. His dick was still
standing at attention and all I could do was stare.

“You going to stand there all day or join
me?”

Shooting my gaze up to his face, I felt my
face heat. Slowly I eased into the shower shutting the glass
screen. “Why?” What had changed? He hadn’t done anything like this
before.

Stephan gathered me to him and the hot
refreshing spray hit me. “Why what?”

“You know. You never showered with me before
now. Why now?”

“I’m upping my game.” He reached for my
lavender scrub and poured some on my lather sponge. “I missed you
so much. I never want to be without you again. I didn’t realize how
much I needed you until you weren’t here.” He rubbed the sponge
over my body paying special attention to my breasts.

“I thought you were going to give me time and
wait until I was ready?”

“I’ll give you time. If I do anything you
don’t like or want, just tell me and I promise I’ll stop. I want
you, Jade. I want you more than my next breath, but I know that
you’re not ready for sex. I want you to get used to my touch. I
want to know what you like and don’t. I want you happy.”

Biting my bottom lip, I nodded. He really
made it hard for me not to fall for him. I didn’t want to forgive
him for leaving me like he did, but when he said things like he
just did and then he friggin' tattooed my name on him, I found the
wall around my heart not only slipping, but smashing into a million
tiny pieces, never to be erected again.

Jade

Stephan got out of the shower before me and I
was grateful because I needed a moment to gather myself. He’d
washed my hair and I was thankful for the running water because I
cried. I had trouble with the cast washing my hair and it didn’t
feel like it was done properly, but with Stephan it was done
thoroughly how I liked it and I felt fresh.

I heard him at the sink and he opened the
screen again to wet his toothbrush then he shut it. Sighing, I
turned the water off and heard the sink tap turn on. I knew he
wouldn’t have turned it on unless I turned the shower off. Ringing
my hair out, I opened the door and stepped out of the shower.
Stephan wrapped a towel around me and kissed my forehead then left
the bathroom. I went to the sink, brushed my teeth, and put my
moisturizer on my body before leaving the bathroom to go down to my
room to get some clothes.

As I left the bathroom I stepped on something
squishy. I looked down to see red rose petals on the floor making a
path to the bed were a bunch on perfectly wrapped presents sat on
top of the now made bed. Gazing around the room for Stephan, I
frowned when I didn’t see him.

“Stephan. Stephan, where are you.”

He peeked out of the walk-in-wardrobe. “You
called.”

Ignoring the presents, I ran to him and threw
myself at him. I plastered myself against him and feathered him
with kisses. No one had ever done anything like this for me. “How?
When?”

“Before I woke you I messaged my mum and she
helped.”

“Oh God, your mum knew I was in the shower
with you…naked”

The wanker laughed. “Little bit, mum knows we
sleep together, so she knows you’ve seen me naked and I you. We are
both old enough, she knows the drill.”

I was still horrified, thinking something and
seeing it was totally different. “Still…”

“Jade, don’t worry about it. Go open your
presents.”

“I have to get dressed first.”

He raised his eyebrow. “I didn’t know you
needed clothes to unwrap presents.” He held me against him as he
walked back over to the bed filled with presents. That was when I
saw it, on the pillow was a black dry cleaning bag.

“Open the bag, Jade.” He gently placed me on
the soft petals and I leaned down and undid the dry cleaning bag
revealing a shimmering sky blue formal dress. Carefully I slid the
dress out of the bag and turned around to see Stephan missing
again.

“Stephan.”

Stephan appeared with white underwear.
“Here.” He handed me the underwear.

I raised my eyebrow. “You even brought
underwear.”

“Oh yeah, it was the funniest thing to shop
for. I bought quite a bit I can’t wait to see you in.”

I rolled my eyes. “Uh-huh I just bet you
can’t.” Putting on the panties and strapless bra, I couldn’t wait
to get back to the dress. Stepping in to it, I asked, “Can you do
me up?”

“Sure.”

The zipper slipped up and I leaned back into
him as his fingers lingered on my bare shoulders. The dress was a
perfect fit. He leaned down under the bed, brought out a shoebox,
and opened it, showing me the black strappy high heels. Stephan
knelt putting the shoes on and doing up the straps. His hands ran
up and down my legs stopping at my upper thigh before he moaned and
stood up.

“Presents now.” He sat on the bed and gently
placed me on his lap. He reached across and handed me the biggest
present. “Open it.”

“I looked at the package searching for a
card. “Who is it from? I can’t see a tag.” I glanced at the other
presents and couldn’t see tags on any of them. “None have a card or
a tag.”

“They’re all from me.”

“What. I didn’t need this many presents. I
didn’t expect anything from you.”

“Why wouldn’t you expect anything from me?
It’s your birthday. Of course I would get you something. I wanted
to spoil you.”

Closing my eyes to stop the tears, I choked
out, “Thank you. Thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome. Now open them.”

I did. The first was a pink snuggle blanket.
It was so soft and was covered with the words: warm, snuggle, and
love. The next was a box filled with eight different designer bags.
Another held three different purses. Opening my next present I
nibbled on my lip, surely he wouldn’t get me…it was a laptop bag
and the next was a laptop lap pad. “Stephan, you didn’t.”

He just grinned and handed me a heavy
rectangle box.

I was nervous to open it. I didn’t have a
laptop. I could never afford one. I’d been using the library
computers. Taking a deep breath I opened the heavy present, inside
it was a brand new 13-inch MacBook Pro. “Stephan, I can’t accept
this.”