Cherished (Wanted #4)(33)
Author: Kelly Elliott

“I love you so much. Don’t ever leave me again, Jessie,” I said as I kissed along her neck.

“Scott, oh god, I love you. I love you so much, and I’m so sorry for everything.”

I slowly moved myself off of her, and then I lay down next to her. I rolled her against me, and we faced the giant window overlooking the beach.

I closed my eyes and thanked God for her and for the baby and for finally bringing us together again.

Finally…things are going to be okay because we are together again.

As I listened to Scott breathing in and out, I was overcome with a sense of relief that we were together again. He had made such sweet, passionate love to me. I reached my hand up and ran my fingers along my swollen lips. I closed my eyes and could practically feel his lips on me.

Then, the sheet of guilt swept over my body. I opened my eyes and looked out to the ocean.

Talk to me, Jessie…promise me that you’ll always talk to me.

My heart started pounding in my chest, and I fought the urge to start crying again. I have to tell him what happened. If I don’t…it will eat me alive.

I slowly moved Scott’s arm off of me and rolled over to look at him. I can’t believe he got his friend to bring him here…on a helicopter of all things! My heart swelled, knowing he had come for me as soon as he’d found out where I had been.

I closed my eyes and thought of Chelsea. I wanted to kill her for doing this to us. She’d pushed me away from him. If I hadn’t been so damn scared, I would have called my father weeks ago, and I would have found out the truth, and I would have never, ever kissed Trey…or let him touch me…or let him make me feel the way he’d made me feel.

Oh god, please let him forgive me. Please.

I peeked up and saw it was just after six in the morning. Scott and I had made love three times throughout the night. Each time had been so different. The first time was almost a blur. I just knew how much I’d needed his touch and needed to feel his love. The second time was hotter than hell. I had gotten up to take a shower, and the next thing I’d known, Scott had been fucking me up against the wall with the hot water just pouring on us. The third time was the most amazing. I swore Scott had kissed every inch of my body. He’d moved so slow and sweet while he’d whispered the most romantic things in my ear. I’d never had so many orgasms in one night.

I heard Scott’s cell phone buzz on the table. I stood up and grabbed his shirt. I slipped it over my head as I walked over and picked up his phone. I saw it was a message from my dad. I thought about how angry he had been when I’d talked to him last night. Ugh…I’m going to have to hear it from him when I get back. He’s going to lay into me about how I walked away from the vet clinic…and how I could have walked away from the love of my life.

I moved across the room over to the giant sliding glass door and watched the sky light up. So much had happened in the last two months, and at the same time, I felt like my life had been at a standstill. I ran my hand down my body and felt my tender breasts. Then, I placed my hand on my stomach.

The moment I felt Scott’s hands over mine, the butterflies took off in my stomach. I leaned back against him and smiled.

“I missed you,” he whispered.

The tears began building. “I missed you, too.”

“Did you want to try to leave today? Or would you like to stay a few days?” he asked as he held me closer to him.

The moment I felt his erection pressing into my back, I wanted to tell him to take me again. I wanted to forget the last five weeks and focus on our future together—just Scott, our child, and me.

“I’m not sure. Do you think we can get flights out?”

Scott let out a laugh. “Baby, if you haven’t noticed, my best friend has a helicopter, and he can take us home anytime you say the word.”

The idea of going home excited me so much. I was so ready to leave and get back. I missed work. I missed my father, brothers, and the girls. I missed waking up every morning, looking at the love of my life.

I turned and looked into his eyes. “I want to go home.”

The smile that spread across Scott’s face caused me to smile in return. Then, I thought of why I wanted to get off this island so quickly.

I’m running away again—running from the truth.

I took a deep breath and looked away from Scott. “Um…before we leave, I have something I need to tell you,” I said as my voice cracked.

Scott took a step back and looked at me. “About what? Is everything okay with the baby?” His eyes were filled with fright.

“Yes. I mean I’m sure everything is okay with the baby. Um…this has to do with Trey.”

The second I said his name, Scott’s eyes turned to anger…and then sadness.

Oh god. The sadness in his eyes about killed me.

He knows. He must know that something happened.

He took another step back. “Okay…what about Trey?”

I took in a breath and bit down on my lower lip. “Something happened.”

“No…oh god. Jessie, you didn’t…you didn’t sleep with him, did you? You told me you didn’t sleep with him,” Scott said as his legs began to wobble.

“No! No, of course, I didn’t sleep with him. I would never lie to you, Scott, ever.”

He threw his hands in his hair and then ran them down his face. I just stood there with tears rolling down my face now.

“Well then, what the hell happened, Jessie? Because the shit that’s running through my head right now is driving me fucking mad!” he yelled.

I jumped and started crying harder. “Um…we…um—”

He shook his head. “What? You kissed? Did you kiss him?”

I slowly nodded my head.

His eyes began to turn gray. “How many times?”

My mouth dropped open. “Does it matter?”

He nodded. “To me, it does.”

I started biting and chewing on my lower lip. “A few times.”

“Friendly kisses or more?”

“At first, it was friendly, but a couple were, um…”

His eyes filled with tears. “Is that it? Is that all you did with him? You just kissed him?”

I shook my head, and then I watched his face drop as a tear escaped down his cheek. He slowly backed up and sat down on the bed.

“What did you do together if you didn’t fuck, Jessie?” he shouted.

“Scott…you have to understand that, at the time, I thought you had slept with Chelsea. I thought you’d cheated. I was hurting so bad, and he was hurting, and we both just wanted to forget…and…” I couldn’t talk anymore.