CHAPTER TEN

Dinner was good but quiet. Everyone was pretty much talked out, except for Derek and he was laying low and letting the family get to know each other. After dinner, Derek asked Chloe if she wanted to take a walk. She jumped at the chance to get some fresh air. Her head was pounding. She had gotten more love in one day than she had her entire life. She really didn’t know how much more she could take. It wasn’t that it was bad, it was just new and different and it was going to take her a lot of getting used to.

Derek took her hand as they walked through the yard and towards the little iron fence. Overhead a canopy of stars spread out across the ocean of darkness. The moon was just a sliver but the night was illuminated just the same by the twinkling stars. It was much cooler than it had been earlier in the day and as they walked a bit, Chloe shivered. Derek put his arm around her.

“Are you cold, baby?”

“No…I just have that feeling again.”

He stopped walking and looked at her. “The feeling like someone is watching?”

She nodded. “I’m sorry. I’m sure it’s just my paranoia. I just get this creeping sensation down my spine and the hair on my arms and the back of my neck stand up…it just hits me lately, out of the blue.”

Derek pulled her into his broad chest and held her there.

“Considering all that you’ve been through and the emotional rollercoaster you’ve been on today, I would say a little paranoia was warranted.”

“You feel so good,” she sighed.

She hadn’t realized how tired she was physically until she laid her head on him. She was so warm and comfortable in his arms that she could go to sleep right there standing up.

“You feel better,” he said with his mouth right next to her ear. She shivered again, but this time because the vibrations and the heat of his voice sent a spark traveling down her spine. He held her back and looked at her face. “Do you want to go back inside?”

“Can we just stand here like this all night?” she asked him. He pulled her back against him and wrapped her up in his strong arms.

“We can stand like this forever if that’s what you want.”

She closed her eyes and sighed as he ran his hand down her hair and across her upper back. Between Derek and her parents, she had never felt so loved and wanted in her life. She thought she was cried out, but she suddenly felt a lone tear rolling down her cheek. This time it wasn’t sadness or regret. It was thankfulness that this amazing man found her and better yet, that he wanted her. Somehow he knew that she was crying again. He leaned down and very softly brushed his full lips against the corners of her eyes. Chloe wondered if he had any idea how much his tenderness meant to her. So much of her life had been spent at the ends of rough, violent hands. Every time he touched her with his gentle, loving ones, Chloe fell for him just a little bit harder.

They eventually made it back to the house and that night Derek lay next to her in the guestroom and held her tightly as she fell asleep. She had barely closed her eyes when she slipped into a dreamless sleep, weighed down by her emotional exhaustion. She slept heavily for a few hours, but then she began waking up and going back to sleep again and again throughout the night.

Max was fond of always telling her that one of the most important things that would be able to save her from the demons she might have to face was sleep. Only a rested mind is a sharp one, and Chloe would need to be sharp in order to beat Jesse when that time came. Unfortunately, Max didn’t take into consideration that with extreme emotional exhaustion was often fraught with emotional pain and the real physical reactions that came along with it.

Her head was still pounding even after taking two Tylenol before going to bed. Her stomach was still churning and her head was still spinning. She was on sensory overload and the only thing that kept her from imploding was the soft, gentle caress of Derek’s lips against her cheek or her ear and the sound of his voice telling her that she was safe and everything was going to be okay.

She woke up the last time just before the sun came up. She was spooned against Derek and his arm was around her waist. She could feel the heavy rise and fall of his chest as he breathed and she knew that this time, he was asleep. She turned to face him, moving gently, so she didn’t wake him up.

He looked so peaceful and so damn sexy at the same time. His long, dark eyelashes lay fanned out against his strong face and his hair was tousled around it. The stubble across his strong jaw and cheeks made him look distinctly masculine, yet the look on his face was almost vulnerable. That was probably the goodness showing through, she thought. He wasn’t just beautiful on the outside. There was goodness that radiated from him. She laid her head gently on his warm chest and as soon as she touched him she felt the jolt. He was like a drug to her, addictive and endorphin-producing.

She reached up and very softly let her fingers run along his well-defined biceps. She really didn’t want to wake him up but she had to touch him. It was his fault for being so sexy. She let her fingers drift from his arm over to his chest and she felt the smooth, hard muscle there. One of his long legs was lying on top of the covers and she felt a little ache with the desire to wrap her own around them. She forced herself to move her eyes back up to his face. They landed on his full lips. It should be illegal for any man to have lips like that. Those were lips that were made to be tasted and licked and sucked on. She had to run her tongue across her own lips just thinking about it. She hungered for him on a primal level. She probably couldn’t deny it if she tried.

“Good morning.”

“You’re awake,” she said, surprised.

His lips curled and he nodded. His eyes were still closed. “I was just enjoying the fingertip massage so much that I didn’t want to speak up and break your concentration.”

Chloe pushed herself up slightly and pressed her lips against his. “I was just thinking about how beautiful you are and my hand took on a life of its own.”

“Please, don’t let me interrupt. There are places left untouched.”

Chloe giggled. “My fingertips are aching to touch other places, but what about Samantha and Trevor?”

“This is a big house,” he said as she let her fingers slide down across his hard abs, pushing the elastic of his boxers down slightly as she went.

He groaned.

“Is the door locked?”

He glanced over towards it and in a strangled voice he said, “Yes.”

“What about your door, since it adjoins mine?”

Her fingers were tracing along the top of one of his powerful thighs.

He sounded almost like a soprano as he said, “They won’t come in.”

Chloe pulled her hand away. “I’m sorry. I would just be too worried.”

“Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be right back. Hold those fingers poised just like that.”

He let his long legs drop to the floor and practically ran into the other room. Chloe giggled at the sight of him jogging back on his toes and jumping back into the bed. With a deep breath in and out he said, “Okay, commence the exploration.”

Chloe brought her right hand up and began tracing the counters of his face. His high cheekbones— those full lips.

“Derek?”

There was a knock on his bedroom door and the sound of Trevor’s voice. “I’m sorry, I heard you up…”

Derek growled and in an almost silent whisper he said, “Don’t breathe for a minute, he’ll go away.”

Chloe tried not to laugh. Instead, she pushed him in the ribs and whispered back, “Go! It’s my first night here as their daughter. I am not going to let them catch me in bed with you.”

Derek laughed. “You’re going to make me beg?”

“Go!” she told him, giving him another push that didn’t budge him.

He turned and kissed her. It was quick, but it had a lot of business behind it. “Damn!” he growled as he let his legs drop back to the floor and tiptoed silently back through the bathroom. He flushed the toilet on his way by for effect and said, “Yeah! I’m here, Trevor, just a sec.”

Chloe had to bury her face in the pillow and laugh. She suddenly realized how good it felt to just be silly and to have an entirely “normal” thought like not wanting her father to catch her sleeping with a man in the next room. At this exact moment in time, life was good.

**

Derek slipped on his robe to hide his obvious erection and pulled open the bedroom door.

“Good morning Trevor.”

“Good morning. I hope that I didn’t wake you. I thought I heard you walk towards the door as I was coming down the hall.”

“You did,” Derek said. “I was on my way out to find some coffee, but then detoured back through the bathroom. What’s up?”

“Well as far as coffee, Sam has an entire continental breakfast set up on the patio. I told her it was too much…but you know her.”

Derek smiled. “Yes, I do. It bodes well for us though. A continental breakfast sounds really good right about now.”

“It does actually; I was just headed down myself.”

Derek controlled his facial muscles, but he couldn’t help wishing Trevor had gone down just a few minutes earlier.

“Anyways, what I wanted to ask you was if you think you and Chloe might like to go for a ride today. After breakfast, I was going to go out and give the horses a flake of alfalfa, but if you would like to ride, I can bring them back in.”

Trevor had three different shelters built for the horses in various spots of the property so they could get out of the weather if they needed to. He refused to “box them in,” as he put it, with a barn or a stable. There was a little tack house next to the main house where he kept the saddles and other supplies.

“I would love that; I’m not sure if Chloe’s up yet though…”

“That’s fine. Please don’t wake her. I’ll bring them up just in case. We can always turn them out again. I’ll see you at breakfast.”

“Okay, I’ll get dressed and be right down.”

He closed the door and waited until he heard Trevor’s footfalls on the stairs. Then he quickly raced back into Chloe’s room. He stopped and his face fell when he saw her. She was already dressed in a pair of cut-off jeans and a t-shirt.

She looked at his face and said, “What? Are the cut-offs too much?”

Going over closer to her he put his arms around her and slid his hands down her back to the cheeks of her ass. Taking one in each hand, he squeezed as he lowered his head and claimed her mouth. His tongue slid into her mouth and languidly explored every dark, warm and wet crevice. Chloe moaned against his mouth as her tongue tangled up with his and they deepened the kiss. It was one of those kisses that she felt a sizzle throughout her entire body. When he broke it and pulled his head up, she sucked in a breath.

“Wow! That was…”

“Yes, it was.”

“My head is spinning.”

“Mine too.”

“We should go down for breakfast.”

“We should take care of our…anxieties, first.”

“What if he comes back?”

“We can be quiet about it.”

“I don’t think I can.” His lips were on her neck. “You’re not fighting fair.”

With his lips still against her neck, he said, “I’m not fighting at all. You’re the one fighting it.”

“Grr…I’m just…”

“Chloe honey,” a soft rapping sounded on the door.

Derek’s face looked so painfully funny that Chloe actually did laugh out loud this time.

“Yes, I’ll be right there.”

He was still trying to kiss her as she led him into the bathroom and left him there with a quiet, “You might want to use cold water,” before she closed the door and left him there alone.