Chapter 42

Forrester

Forrester flew down the highway, speeding past cars and intersections in his haste to get back to the mountains. It felt so good to have Elle back. It felt like life had returned to his body. They’d barely spoken, but they didn’t need to speak. There would be time for that later. For now, just the feeling of her on the back of the bike was enough for him. Ahead of them the mountains loomed, getting closer and closer with every minute that passed. As they got closer it also got colder and he pulled over at the gas station he’d stopped at earlier in the morning.

He took off his jacket and handed it to Elle.

“I couldn’t,” she said. “You’ll freeze.”

“You’ll have to keep me warm, sweetheart,” he said, and watched her put on the jacket.

It was too big for her and she looked so cute, absolutely adorable, as she got into it.

“Is that warmer?” he said.

She nodded. They got back on the road and it wasn’t long before they were reentering the town of Stone Peak.

“I’ll never get tired of the beauty of this place,” he said as they passed an overlook, the wide vistas of the Rocky Mountains below them.

“Me neither,” Elle said.

“I think I could live here again.”

She looked at him. “Really?”

He smiled. “With the right person, I could.”

He pulled into the parking lot when they reached the diner. He wanted to give Elle a chance to let Grace and Kelly know she was all right. They would be worried.

He helped her off the bike and held her hand as they entered the diner. Elle’s eyes sparkled like diamonds. She was so beautiful he wanted to lift her up and throw her down on the diner counter. His cock was throbbing in his pants with every second that passed.

“Elle,” Kelly cried when she saw her friend entering.

Forrester watched as the two girls hugged. It was beautiful to see the relief on Kelly’s face.

“Where’s Grace?” Elle said.

“I’m right here,” Grace answered, coming out of the kitchen with her apron slung over her shoulder. “You gave us quite a scare, young lady.”

“I know.”

“But I knew you’d be all right once I saw that this one was going after you,” Grace said, cocking her head at Forrester.

Forrester put his arm on Elle’s shoulders.

“She gave me a scare too,” he said.

“I guess it’s true what they say,” Grace said. “Better late than never.”

Forrester was embarrassed. He felt awful that he’d made Elle worry while he was locked up. There’d been nothing he could do about it but it still wasn’t something he was proud of.

“Elle,” he said. “About that. We should go somewhere more private so that I can explain everything that happened.”

He had no intention of explaining anything to her. All he wanted to do was rip her clothes off, and slide his long, hard cock so deep inside her that she would be begging him for mercy. His cock was raging for her and he wasn’t going to wait another minute.

“We could get a table at the back,” Elle said, indicating the back of the restaurant.

Forrester laughed. “For what I have planned, we’re going to need a hell of a lot more privacy than that, sweetheart. How about we go back to your place?”

Elle blushed.

“That’s right sweetheart,” Forrester said, eyeing her from head to toe. “You know what I mean.”

Grace and Kelly were giggling as they left the diner. It was only a minute or two later that Forrester found himself following Elle up the tiny staircase that led to her attic apartment.

He looked around. It was hard to believe that just a few hours earlier, he’d been there, desperately searching for Elle, scared to death that something bad might have happened to her, or that he may not ever see her again. Now he had her right there with him. Right where he wanted her.

“We’ve got some lost time to catch up on,” he said.

Elle shivered as she looked back at him. He realized she was cold.

“But first, let me get this fire going.”

“I’ll make coffee,” Elle said.

Elle made the coffee while Forrester got a nice, big fire going, and the entire time he worked on the fire, he kept stealing glances at her. She was even prettier than he remembered. Her skin seemed smoother. Her eyes were bigger and brighter. Her hair was shinier. Her ass and hips were more seductive and alluring. The mounds of flesh on her chest were calling to him. His cock was rock hard, but he tried not to let it show.

He played it cool, or as cool as he could with that much lust flowing through his veins.

“I’m really sorry I didn’t show up the other morning,” he said.

“It’s okay,” Elle said, but he could tell from the quiver in her voice that she was emotional about it.

“It’s not okay,” he said. “It’s unforgivable. Elle, I would never stand you up, and I never will again.”

“I don’t mind,” she said again, softly.

Forrester sighed. “Will you at least let me explain what happened?”

“I think I know.”

“You don’t know the whole story, Elle. You might know the facts, but you don’t really know what happened.”

“All right,” she said, handing him a cup of coffee. “Tell me.”

“You want the long version or the short version?” Forrester said.

He looked at her and could tell she’d been hurt by the events of the last few days. His cock was so hard for her, but he didn’t want to taste her until she was ready for him. He owed her an explanation.

“Either,” she said.

“All right. I’ll tell you exactly what happened. I walked into a diner the other day, and there, serving me coffee, was an angel. I mean it. A real angel, Elle. The girl of my dreams. I was so taken by her that I reached out and touched her hand while she was serving me.”

Elle smiled at the memory.

“But it didn’t stop there. It was a difficult time for me. I’d come back to the town of my birth to bury my father, and my father’s memory is the one thing that scares me. So when I realized that this girl made me feel less afraid, when I saw that she lifted me up, and made me more of a man, stronger, happier, more full of life, I just couldn’t get her out of my mind.”

“You’re a charmer, Forrester. Anyone ever tell you that?”

“I’m not charming anyone, Elle. I’m explaining what happened. One thing led to another and soon enough, by some beautiful miracle from God, the girl was in my bed. She was naked. She was exquisite. She was the most beautiful thing I ever set eyes on. We made love, but we did much more than that. We orgasmed together, we filled each other, and we even decided not to use a condom.”

“Yes, we did,” Elle said.

“Because we wanted to create something. A commitment. Something that could never be undone.”

“Exactly.”

“So this girl, Elle is her name.”

Elle laughed.

“She let me come inside her. It’s the most beautiful gift anyone has ever given me, and after it happened, it made me realize that I didn’t have to fear my father anymore. I didn’t have to fear the past. I could overcome whatever life had thrown at me, and walk into the future proud.”

“That’s how you make me feel too, Forrester.”

“Please,” Forrester said jokingly, “no interruptions.”

Elle punched him playfully.

“It was like everything I’d ever wanted had come together, Elle. I knew this was the girl for me. I knew she was the one I was destined for. I was on my way to meet her, in fact, I was sitting in my truck right outside her diner, when I felt a letter in my pocket.”

“The letter,” Elle said, a flash of recognition on her face.

“It was a letter my father’s lawyer gave me, written by my father, and all you really need to know about it is that it contained the usual filth and drivel that had always spewed from my father’s mouth. My father was a cruel man, and this was a cruel letter.”

“Did it make you want to run away?”

“You mean, did it make me want to leave my angel behind?”

“Fear can do strange things to a man’s heart,” Elle said.

Forrester nodded at her. He was always impressed at her depth of perception and intuition. She was a good seven years younger than he was, and he’d never met anyone with her wisdom and emotional understanding.

“Not for a second,” he said. “It brought me close to tears, and I thought I should go back to my hotel room before meeting her, to compose myself. Not for one second did it give me second thoughts about pursuing a relationship with my angel.”

Elle was visibly relieved. “Call your angel, Elle,” she said, smirking.

He nodded. “So on my way back to the hotel, Gris rammed my truck, and the sheriff arrested me. Between beating me unconscious and keeping me locked in a cell, there was nothing I could do. I couldn’t get word to you, Elle. But I desperately wanted to. I didn’t want you to think that I’d forgotten about you.”

Tears were falling from Elle’s eyes at this point, and Forrester reached out to her and wiped them away.

“I knew you wouldn’t leave me,” Elle whispered.

“You deserve all the love in the world, Elle. You deserve all the happiness. And every second, I pray to God that I’m the man who has the honor of giving you that love and happiness.”

She threw her arms around his neck and their lips met in such a passionate embrace that anyone watching them would have sworn they were lovers who hadn’t seen each other in years. Forrester slid his hands down her back, feeling the gentle curves of her body, and thought his cock would explode with desire, right there in his pants.