12.

 

They lay together on the couch with their hands intertwined. Monica rested her head on his chest and she breathed him all in. She had wanted nothing more than to take it further, but she knew that for her to be sure that this could be something real, she had to hold off just a little longer. She wanted to make sure.

Evan kissed the top of her head and she looked up at him and smiled.

“Are you hungry?” she asked him.

“Very,” he said with naughty eyes.

She felt her pussy throb. God, she wanted him.

He smiled at her and kissed her again.

“So, tell me about the trouble you’ve been having with someone from back home,” he asked seriously.

Monica cringed and closed her eyes.

“He’s some idiot I used to work for,” she admitted. “I quit two weeks ago so I could write full time, and I think he just thought that I would go back after a couple weeks. But when he heard that I’ve skipped town, he went all weird and started harassing me. He keeps texting and calling and leaving strange messages.”

“Like what?” Evan said as he leaned up and looked at her sternly. “What’s he been saying?”

Monica sighed and reached for her cell phone.

“Well, for example, the last text he sent me just before you arrived said that he knows where I am and that he is coming for me…”

When she read it back again, a little chill rolled over her. It really was a sinister message. She didn’t like it one bit.

Evan took the phone from her and looked at the screen. She could see him swiping up with his thumb, and his brow furrowed before he closed it and put the phone back down.

“He’s clearly got some issues,” he said. “And I think you need to tell someone.”

“Really?” she asked with wide eyes.

“That last message sounds like a threat,” he said seriously.

She knew that it had, but she didn’t know whether it was because she was so emotionally involved in the situation that it seemed worse for her. But according to Evan, she had every right to be concerned.

“When he called me, it was the day after we had met and we had gotten married,” she said. “He was coming out with a whole load of weird stuff, asking if I’d left town because of someone else, if I was with someone… And in the end, I just said I was. I said I’d gotten engaged.”

Evan’s face broke into a smile.

“I mean, obviously, I could have told him the truth and said that I’d gotten married,” she smirked. “But, at that point, I hadn’t even accepted the fact myself, and I knew we would be getting it annulled, so…”

She had worried that he would have pushed her away when she told him this story, but it only seemed to make him want to pull her closer to him.

“Well, then,” he said, “then that’s how it’ll be.”

He looked into her eyes deeply, and he cupped her face again.

“You came here for a reason,” he said. “You came here to escape and work. Granted, I kind of got in the way of that and fucked it up on the first night by giving you one hell of a distraction, but I want you to have what you came for.”

“Trust me, Evan, I don’t mind being distracted by you…”

He smiled and kissed her again. His hands were so strong, she longed for him to just pin her down on the couch and rip her clothes off.

Resist, Monica… Resist…

“Write back to him,” Evan said. “Call his bluff.”

She looked at him wryly as if she couldn’t even believe he was saying it.

“Seriously?” she asked him. “Don’t you think that’s a terrible idea?”

“Here,” he said, and he pressed reply… “You know where I am? Okay then Reggie, where am I?”

She watched him type it as he spoke the words and then he hit send.

“Oh, God,” she said. “Well, I can’t wait to hear back on this one.”

Within a couple of seconds, her phone pinged, and she had a reply.

 

R: You’re in Grey Mountain. And I am on my way.

 

“What the fuck…,” she whispered.

Evan snorted and sat back against the plush cushions of the couch.

“Seriously, babe, you don’t need to worry about him.” He cracked his knuckles and then traced a finger down her cheek. “You’re with me now. Do you think I’d let anyone mess with you?”

She felt something inside her flare up again.

“I’m with you?” she asked carefully.

Evan shrugged.

“I’d like to see where this could go…?” He said it as an open-ended question.

Monica couldn’t help but smile. That was all she wanted too.

“But what about the small issue of the fact that we’re married?” She laughed.

“We have six months to contest,” he winked at her. “I’ll speak to Jack and make sure he keeps the CCTV.”

They both burst into laughter, and then Evan wrapped his hand up in hers and kissed the top of it. It was a crazy idea, but she did feel incredibly safe with him. And if Reggie did turn up for any reason, she actually did have a husband who could protect her.

“How does he even know where I am?” she whispered.

“Do you have any location services activated on any social media apps?” Evan, he seemed to just know everything.

She slapped her forehead.

“I tweeted something when I got here. I bet it was that.”

Evan held up his arms and shrugged, “There you go.”

“I’m such an idiot,” she said. “But I guess I never could have seen this coming.”

“He won’t be bothering you,” he said. “Trust me.”

She smiled and looked into his eyes. She really did trust him, she felt already like she had known him forever.

“You look tired,” he said.

“I am,” she said as she stifled a yawn. “I’ve worked all day and I still don’t think I’ve fully recovered from our wild wedding night.”

Evan laughed.

“Get yourself to bed,” he said as he got to his feet. “I’m not leaving you alone though, I’ll stay here on the couch.”

She looked at him and bit her bottom lip. He was so genuine and kind, but he was also such a badass, she knew that if Reggie did anything dumb, like turn up on Grey Mountain and find the cabin, then she would be more than safe with Evan around.

“Are you sure?” she asked him.

He nodded and then leaned in and kissed her one more time.

“Good night,” he said as their lips broke apart.

It took everything she had to stop herself from beckoning him to the bedroom with her, but she just knew that she had to wait, even if it was just one more night.

She had deep feelings for Evan, and she wanted to make sure that they were fully cemented before they fully consummated their marriage. It was insane to think that they were instantaneous husband and wife, but it was all working so far, and she already couldn’t imagine her life without him.

“You know your way around,” she said as she looked back over her shoulder. “And just help yourself to anything you need…”

“Yes, boss,” he winked.

He lay back on the couch and kicked off his boots. Seeing the size of him on there made her heart race even harder, and she knew she was going to be in turmoil all night thinking about the fact that he was on the other side of the wall and just a little down the hall.

She walked slowly down the hall to her bedroom and opened the door and closed it quietly behind her. She slumped down onto her bed and felt her entire body shaking. She was so horny for him, her pussy was wet, her nipples were hard, and all she could think about was him pushing himself inside of her and taking hold of her with those big, rough, mountain man hands.

“Stop it,” she whispered to herself. “You’ve got to get your mind out of the gutter.”

She sat back up and slowly removed her clothes and took off her jewelry. She wandered through into the adjoining bathroom and looked in the mirror. She smiled as she saw how messed up her hair was, and how the small amount of lipstick that she had been wearing was now smeared a little down onto her chin. She bit her lip and remembered the sensation of his lips on hers. She ran the tap and splashed some water on her face to cool herself down, and then she removed any last traces of make-up and brushed her hair. She felt fresh and more awake than ever as she climbed into bed, but she was determined to be a good girl and stay where she was… without calling out to Evan and asking if he fancied coming to join her.

She closed her eyes and tried to count sheep.

She rolled onto her back and then she opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling.

This was going to be a particularly cruel form of torture, but it was all self-inflicted.

“Just think of how good it will be when it finally happens,” she whispered to herself.

And then she rolled onto her side and closed her eyes again, leaving her back toward the door so she wasn’t staring toward temptation.

It took her longer than normal, but eventually, she fell into a deep and peaceful sleep.