Forget Me Never (8 page)

              “I am so sorry.” I said sitting up.

              “Nothing to be sorry about, I thought it was extremely adorable.”

              Daniel opened my door with a smile, “Thank you,” I told him as I climbed out and waited for Alec.

              I linked my arm with his as we walked into the hotel, he pressed the button for the lift and the doors opened immediately, “If you want to sleep alone tonight, I understand.” He said as we stepped inside. “I know you are tired.”

              “What time is your meeting tomorrow?” I asked.

              “Nine, though I am hoping it won’t be all day.”

              “It’s up to you, but you can bunk down in my room, you know, seeing as my room is so much better than yours.” I joked.

              “I uh, I wasn’t completely honest with you when I said your room is nicer than mine. I am actually staying up in the Penthouse suite.” He smiled slightly.

              “Oh, I saw this movie too, sunken bath tub, Prince impressions, except I forgot my polka dot dress and thigh high boots,” I pouted.

              “What are you talking about?” he quizzed quite miffed actually.

              “Pretty Woman, Richard Gere and Julia Roberts, it’s set in LA too.”

              “I have never seen it.”

              “Well, that backfired on me then, didn’t it?” I muttered.

              “Grace,” he smiled.

              “Yes, Alec?”

              “Would you like to have a sleep over in my room tonight?”

              I rolled my eyes and sighed. “I suppose I can slum it for one night.” 

              “Keep it up and I promise you there won’t be much sleep going on at all.”

              “Promises, promises.” I smiled.

Six

I woke sharply when I felt movement in the bed, I turned over to find Alec with his brown eyes open and smiling in the golden glow of the room. A warm breeze blew gently across my arm as I allowed the cover to fall from my shoulder.

              “Are you okay?” I asked him.

              “Yes,” he grinned even more.

              “Why are you smiling?” I frowned.

              “I had an amazing dream about us.”

              I smiled slightly, “Tell me.”

              “You’ll think its corny.” He said lying on his back, I moved into his naked body and draped my leg over his hips, “We were so happy, walking hand in hand through this meadow I know back in England, the wild flowers were swaying and birds were singing, it was, well, it was just amazing.”

              “That’s it? I thought you were going to tell me we made love under the sunshine surrounded by forget-me-nots and daisies, poppies and corn flowers.”

              “Did you have the same dream too?” he asked.

              “Ha, ha, you are so funny at…” I looked at the clock, it was almost six. “It’s not even six o’clock yet.”

              He wriggled slightly, moving closer to my body and gently stroked his hand down my back. “How can I sleep when all I can think about is you? I am hooked on you, Grace Matthews, you satisfy the hunger I have had in me for a long time. Where have you been all of my life?”

              “Now you are sounding corny,” I smiled.

              “I don’t care, seeing how everyone is with you confirms to me further, we are meant to be together.”

              “I’ll remind you of that six years down the line when you say that you need some space, that I am smothering you, that you love me like a sister.” I frowned and sat up.

              “Hey,” he sat up beside me, “Don’t let him do this, don’t let him stake any sort of claim on you now. You are with me and you need to let what he did to you go or it will control your life.” He pushed my hair away from my shoulder. “Take everything he said to you, every lie that left his lips and put them into ball, then throw it all away, erase it from your life. You are perfect, okay? Perfect for me and I am so glad I found you.” He pressed his lips to my shoulder and then moved to my mouth, I moved back from his lips, “What?”

              “I haven’t even brushed my teeth.”

              “I don’t care, I want you right now,” he pulled me onto his lap and wrapped his arms around me. In true, morning style, he was more than ready for me, I straddled his waist and allowed him to slip inside of me. “Grace, I am not wearing a condom.”

              “I have a contraceptive implant,” I smiled, “besides, I trust you.” I added. I did, I felt that he would have told me if there was something I needed to know regarding his sexual history and the way he spoke to me that sunny morning, almost caused me to orgasm at his words.

              I rocked my pelvis over him as he kissed me deeply, turned on so much by his words, it didn’t take long before that ache to start pushing its way through my body, he was like that ice cold drink on a scorching hot day, that warm soup in the winter, one that touched your very soul when you shivered from the cold. The most delicious chocolate ever created, melting slowly on your tongue. He satisfied a need in me, a thirst, the trouble is, the more I had from him, the more I wanted.

              His hands caressed the sides of my breasts, stroking his thumbs over my nipples as he groaned in my mouth, my ache intensifying, I increased my speed, pushing against him, until I crashed, smashing into him, feeling him reach every single nerve in my body like a wave, a blissful orgasmic wave washing over me.

He came only a few moments later and pressed his lips against my shoulder while he pushed in as far as he could, his fingertips pressing hard against me for a few moments as he slowly melted in my arms and relaxed, leaning make slightly, he gazed into my eyes.

              “This is going to sound crazy and possibly a little too soon since we only met four days ago, but, Grace, I know my heart and my heart tells me, I am in love you.”

              “I must be crazy too then, because I am in love with you as well.” The words just fell from my lips, it’s was as if my heart spoke to him. He kissed me again, smiling under my mouth.

              As our lips parted, I gazed deep into his eyes, “Fancy a swim?” he asked.

              “We’d have to shower first,” I frowned, still not wanting to move from his arms.

              “Actually, we don’t.” He grinned. I reluctantly climbed from his lap.

              “Alec, I have to take a shower,” I grumbled, I so needed one after that insanely hot sex.

              “If you must, but be quick,” he stood from the bed, completely naked and pulled open the white curtain covering the wall of windows in front of us. All I could see was blue sky, “I have a roof top pool, where no one can see us, so…” he slid open the door and allowed the cool, early morning breeze to blow in. “I’ll be in the water.”

              I watched from the window as he dived completely naked into the water, but I still felt like I needed a shower. Hurrying to the bathroom, I hopped into the shower and used some of his gel to wash my body. With a towel wrapped around me, I hurried out to the pool and stood at the water’s edge while watching him swim.

              “That was quick,” he smiled. “Come on in, it feels great.”

              Taking a deep breath of bravery, I allowed the towel to drop to my feet and dived, naked, into the water. Goosebumps raged my skin as soon as I hit water, but not because it was cold, the water was warm, but because the water seemed to have shocked my senses to life. This was something I had never done before. Number one, outside of the bedroom, I never took my clothes off, number two, I had never swam naked before and number three, I certainly had never swum naked with a man before, but something in Alec made me feel so alive, so free and this felt amazing, outrageous and almost laughable, but amazing all the same.

As we swam in the roof-top pool that over looked the city, a few things came to me that morning. As ludicrous as it sounded, I was one hundred percent in love with this man, and somehow he had awakened me helping me realize that what I had with Kevin was nothing short of toxic. He had never physically hurt me, but he damaged me in other ways, he had knocked my confidence and made me feel worthlessly pathetic. He had left me believing that we would get back together and had me dangling on a string, laughing at me while he bedded some tart he had been seeing behind my back. All the time, me, the stupid and gullible idiot that I was, believed him, believed that what we had was special, when in reality, it was all a lie.

I used to cry myself to sleep feeling empty, as if someone had removed my heart or punched a hole right through it. I never thought I would meet someone else, that I was worthy of being loved at all and it shocked me that I fell so hard and fast for Alec.

That morning as the sun beamed down on us skinny dipping in his own private pool I realized that what I had with Kevin wasn’t love, because love should never leave you feeling inadequate or useless, nor should it leave you unsatisfied and I am not just talking about sex, it was everything else. Kevin never gave me a thing, I put all of me into that relationship and got nothing in return.

When I met Kevin he was overweight and had a terrible haircut. He had no confidence and he certainly hadn’t had a girlfriend before. I created a monster in him, I made him who he was and built up his confidence so that he could better himself, and all I got in return was empty promises and lies.

Meeting Alec made me realize that yes, maybe five days is very early to drop the ‘L’ word, to me though, I honestly believed that Alec was my first real love.

“Come over here,” he said.

“Why?” I asked coyly as I swam on my back.

“Because watching you with the water washing over your insanely, sexy body is driving me crazy.” I stopped swimming and stood up in the water. He raised one eyebrow and smiled again. The sun danced in his eyes like flames as I slowly and seductively swam towards him. As soon as I got within reaching distance I could see his erection under the water, were we going to have sex in the pool? He pulled me towards him, pausing briefly before kissing me. “Relax, no one can see us.”

“I know, but…”

“If you don’t want to, its fine, I just thought that, well, I never have before in a pool and all the times I have been here, you are the first girl I have slept in that bed with much less skinny dipped in here with, I want to try everything with you.”

I thought for a few moments, “Are you sure no one can see or hear us?” I checked.

“Positive, this is the only room up here, and then the roof,” he smiled. I bit on my bottom lip and moved forward before I rapped my legs around his waist. He spun me around so that I was against the side of the pool and slipped inside of me.

He left for his meeting after we had a small breakfast in his room. I dressed and headed back to my room and once there I took a long, hot bath. My legs were a bit sore and I could only put it down to all of the sex I had been having. My legs may have hurt, but my soul was on fire, burning with a desire I had never known, sex was great, it made me feel wonderful and as long as it was with Alec, then I would do it every day for the rest of our lives.

              After dressing in some clean clothes, I decided to head into the city and go shopping. I wanted to buy something to wear to go with the new me. I had saved for two years for this holiday and hadn’t really touched any money since I had arrived. The main desk gave me the directions to punch into the sat nav and I hit the road. I found the mall and parked the car.

I don’t know what I was expecting at the mall, but I was surprised by how small it was. I think I was expecting something the size of Bluewater shopping centre in Kent. I recognised a few stores from there and back in London and remembered how much I hated to shop alone.

After an ice cold smoothie from one of the stands in the food court, I made my way back to my car with the new perfume I had bought. Just before I got to the door I found a store I had only seen in the movies. Victoria’s Secret, the world famous lingerie store that had recently opened a shop in London. I gazed at the beautiful displays in the windows, all of the different colours and styles, lace, silk, thongs, French knockers, shorts. All of them looked amazing and I wondered if maybe Alec would like some, well, some on me.

              “Hi, how are you doing today?” the young looking sales assistant asked as I drifted in to the shop.

              “Uh, I’m alright.” I nodded and pulled a turquoise bra off the rack.

              “That is a pretty colour, but uh, well, with your colouring, I am guessing this would suit you better.” She held up a coral bra set, it was beautiful and my mother always said coral was my colour.

              “Do um, do men still like this sort of thing?” I asked taking it from her. It felt so soft, even though most of the fabric was lace, it felt as soft as cotton wool between my fingers.

              “Men will always like pretty, sexy yet tasteful underwear on their beautiful girlfriends,” she beamed. I looked at it again, “We have a BOGO sale on today, buy one, get one, so you could buy the coral set and get the turquoise set for free.”

              “You had me at BOGO,” I smiled and lifted the turquoise set from the rail.

I left the store feeling somewhat happy with myself. I had never bought so much just for me before, then a pang of guilt, I hadn’t bought anything for Alec, but smiled to myself as I realized that technically I had. I felt certain he would enjoy the underwear and it placed excitement inside.

Arriving back at the hotel, I climbed out of the car and hid the Victoria’s Secret bag in with my new shoes. As I entered the hotel, the receptionist waved to catch my attention.

              “Miss Matthews,” she smiled.

              “Yes,” I frowned.

              She lifted a huge bouquet of flowers from behind the counter, “These arrived for you today.” I gazed at them, lilies and roses of white and yellow. I pulled the card from the flowers,

            
 
‘Thank you for an incredible weekend,

              A R xx’ 

I smiled and looked at the receptionist, “Someone is a very lucky girl,” she remarked.

              “Yes, I am.” I agreed. “Can I have something to put them in please?”

              “Of course, I’ll send someone up with a vase worthy enough for such an impressive array of flowers.”

              “Thank you,” I smiled again and took the flowers from her, the sent filled my nostrils as I hurried to the lift.

When I got to my room I struggled to get the door open, almost tripping over my bags as I stumbled into the room. I laid the flowers on the table and lifted my bags from the floor. I kicked the door closed as my phone buzzed in my bag.