Bring me to life (The golden collection) (41 page)

             
Her  eyes came to life and a little smile played on her lips. “Just call me fucking cupid!!”

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“Ha-ha!!!” My  Dad laughed. “Richie Rich is in the paper!!!” I rolled my eyes and pushed the plate of toast away from me. It had been two days and not a word from anyone. I did ring Amy and she insured me that Maxwell was safe and sound.

             
Why hadn't he called?

             
I placed my head on the table. Caitlyn was being nice but my Dad was a nightmare. Kept telling me exactly what he thought about Blake putting him down at every chance.

             
“He smashed his mum over the head with some sort of  Buddha statue!!!” I looked up and he was still reading the paper. “She's in a coma and fighting for her life. Must of been a big Buddha!” He looked up at me. “Lucky escape.. Huh? Told you I should of called a hit man!” He took a bite of his toast. “If I  ever meet that other bloke … You know the one who stopped your wedding... I would hug him and I'm not even gay!”

             
“OH MY GOD!!” I screamed. “Will you shut up!!!!” I couldn't bare to listen to him any more. My life had fallen apart and all he cared about was not being gay! I knew it was a bad idea to come here. At the end of the day I had nowhere else to go and it was lush just  to sit  in the sun.

             
“Mr Dawson” Maria, the house keeper walked into the kitchen. She couldn't of been much older than me. She had thick dark brown hair and big brown eyes. I liked her full on Spanish accent. Even though she had to keep repeating everything to me.

             
Spanish people talk fast!!!

             
“Yes Maria” Dad said his tone had changed from sarcastic to pleasant. I wanted to laugh. My Dad being nice was a joke on its own.

             
“You have a visitor. Shell I let them in?”

             
“George!” He eyes darted at me and picked up his paper again. “It will be for you.”

             
I narrowed my eyes. “Why would it be for me? I don't know anyone here!”

             
“It's me!” I heard someone laugh. All our eyes slowly turned to the doorway and I couldn't believe my eyes.

             
My sister was here... She looked beautiful. She was taller than me but we were the spitting image of each other. I jumped up from my seat, ran over and hugged her hard. I wanted to cry.. I hadn't seen her in such a long time.  The one person I needed most was here. I pulled away and placed a hand on her tiny baby lump.

             
“Where's Gandhi?” Dad scowled.

             
Dee's eyes looked down at me and her smile disappeared. “We have split up!” I grabbed hold of her hand and squeezed it tightly.

             
“Maria,  my daughters are like buses. You wait weeks for one to call and then two show up at once!” Dad huffed and went back to his paper.

             
“Why don't we go and sit by the pool and catch up” I said to Dee. She gave a big smile. Thank god I had someone decent to talk to. Maybe coming to Spain wasn't that bad after all.

             
“Wow!” Dee looked shocked. We were sat on the edge of the pool dipping our feet into the cool water. The sun was beaming down on us and the sky was a bright blue. I had just explained the whole situation to her.

             
“And this Maxwell bloke hasn't called you?” I shook my head. “What a prick!”

             
I shrugged. “Enough about me... What happened between you and Carl?”

             
Dee took a deep breath and I could see the agony in her eyes.

             
What a pair we were...

             
“I got board of all the constant save the world shit.” She placed her hand over her little lump. “Since being pregnant I just want to settle down and make a home. He likes to travel and I don't want to. We kept fighting and I just decided to get away.”

             
“Do you think it will pass and you can be a family?”

             
Dee slowly shook her head. “No I got married  too young and we have grown apart.” She gave a little sniff. “Anyway, I have better things to think about. I'm going to be a mum” she said with pride.

             
“Men!” I huffed. I looked down at the water and began to think about Maxwell. I missed him too much. In spite of everything he had done... I still wanted him like mad. I missed everything about him. His touch, smell, taste and most of all his delicious sexy mouth. I could feel my heart pounding and breathing escalating. He wasn't even here and  just the thought of him made my body overreact.

             
“Why don't you call him?”

             
I looked at her stunned.

             
How did she know I was thinking about him?

             
I shrugged.

             
Why hadn't I phoned him?

             
Was I scared?

             
What if he rejected me?

             
What if he didn't actually love me and it was all about the money?

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              I got out of the taxi and looked at the villa in front of me. The thought that she was just inside excited me. It had taken me too long to get here. Every time I tried to get away something would pop up. I did think about calling her but I was too scared of her reaction. This was the best way just to show up. She couldn't deny not seeing me; That wasn't a choice I was going to give her.

             
I picked my bag off the floor and walked up to the front door. It was a beautiful house looked very Spanish. I walked up the steps and placed my bag down.

             
My stomach began to churn. This was the most nerve-racking experience I had ever had. I laughed. I ran my own company. How many times had I spoken in front of people? I took a deep breath and ran the door bell.

             
The door slowly opened and I let out a dis-hearted sigh. I was hoping Georgina would answer but I had got her Dad instead.

             
A little smile came to his face. “Hey! We were talking about you!”

             
I narrowed my eyes... Was that a good thing or a bad thing. I gave a nervous cough. “Can I see Georgina please?”

             
His face turned cold and he glared at me. “I know what you did....” He raised an eyebrow and his voice sounded stern. “But....” Out of the blue he hugged me and I froze. That was unexpected.

             
He pulled away and slapped me on the shoulder. “Come! She's by the pool. You can wait in her room. That why you can have some privacy.” He turned and stepped back inside. I grabbed my bag and began to follow him in.

             
Without warning he spun round back at me and pointed his finger in my face. “This is a warning... Hurt her again and I will hunt you down.” A little smirk came to his lips. “I do own a gun!”             

             
I took his warning seriously... He was a scary man!!!!

              I was sat on her bed just staring at the door. I didn't know how long I had been sat here? Maybe she had done another runner? Or maybe she hated me that much the thought of seeing me was too daunting.

             
I ran my hands through my hair and let out a agonizing sigh. I began to tap my foot in frustration. I was dying to see her even if it was just for a second. There was so much I had to tell her. I didn't want to leave with out her.

             
I looked at the door handle and I could see it move slowly. My heart began to race and I stood up. In seconds she was stood before me. She looked beautiful in a summer cotton dress. Her blond hair pulled back in a ponytail. I had forgotten how beautiful she was.

             
Her perfect lips parted a little and she just stared at me with her big blue eyes.  She stepped towards me. “Your here?” she hushed. Her eyes went dreamy and she reached out to touch my face.

             
“Do you want me here?” I asked leaning into her touch.

             
God, I had missed those soft hands.

             
“Yes” she gave a breath taking smile and I pulled her into me. I  placed my nose in her hair and took in her intoxicating scent.  She rested her head against my chest. “I know what you did..” She began. “But I just kept hoping that after everything you still wanted and loved me.”

             
I pulled away and gently lifted her chin up with my finger tip. “Let me confess...” She gave a little nod. “Mrs Waterman did offer me money to hire you...” I looked away this was going to be difficult. “I accepted her offer after the interview... I was worried I would never see you again and plus I did change the terms of the deal. At the time my business was going under and I was a very very desperate man. I was foolish... I really am sorry.” I took a deep breath and looked down at her. She was taking it all in. All her attention focused on me. “I think I loved you from the first time I saw you waiting on that sofa.”

             
She raised an eyebrow and blushed a little. “You think?”

             
I rolled my eyes. She was a very p resistant little thing. “Busted!” I laughed. “I knew!”

             
“Where is this
money
now?”

             
“I gave it back. That's why I went to see her.” I grabbed hold of her pulling her into me. “Will you forgive, Miss Dawson?”

             
“I don't know” she shrugged her shoulders and her warm hand swept round to the back of my neck. “I think you should give me a reason...” My head lowered and  our lips met. I kissed with such passionate and  such force my lips began to go numb. Immediately like any other time when I was next to this woman I felt my blood rush down below.

             
She pulled away biting down on her lip. “Your lucky my room has a lock.......” She walked over to the door and turned the key. She spun round her eyes were full of burning desire. She slowly pulled down each strap of her dress and allowed it to float down  to the floor. Gracefully she removed her thong.

             
I took  in a sharp breath; Her body was mesmerizing. I couldn't get enough of her... I had gone days without my fix. She began to walk towards me and my heart was in my mouth. Once close I pulled her over and pushed her on to the bed.

             
I undid my trousers and allowed them to fall down to my ankles. This didn't seem the romantic gesture I had planned. She was naked and my body couldn't control that deep throbbing urge any more.

             
I climbed on top of her and gazed down at her beautiful face. My fingers traced along her cheek and my lips placed on to hers.

             
I felt her hands grabbed hold of my arse and I knew exactly what she wanted. She did her fix. I sank my solid manhood inside her and she gave a little groan. Her fingertips began to move up and down my back. While I massaged her sweet spot. Her legs wrapped round my waist and I took that as my cue to start slamming into her.

             
Her quiet groans took me to that special place I only ever wanted to share with her.

             
“I love you Georgina” I said through gritted teeth. I watched as her mouth formed a perfect O and she began to tremble. She was in her orgasmic state.

             
“I love you too.”

             
I slammed in harder grabbing her waist finding my own sweet realise. I had to rest my head on her chest and try to regain my breath. Her fingertips began to play with my hair. I didn't want to move. There was no way this woman was going to leave my side again.  The love I felt was out of this world. She had changed my life... Maybe to be absolutely truthful... Before I had meet her I was a complete Dick head and within a matter of months she did bring me to life x