The Cruel Twists of Love (10 page)

“
The slipping off your coat and your shoes?” she has no recalculation of what she did when she came in

“
Um, I always take my shoes off in the house, what did I do wrong?” she concerned that she has upset him somehow

“
Nothing Helen it’s just when you dropped your hair I found it too arousing, I thought you were teasing me on purpose but I can see by your confusion it just what you do when you home” she fidgets with her dress and pulling it down to try to cover her legs. Phil is making her feel naked with his stare and he walks towards her and slaps her hand hard that was playing with her dress

“
Don’t fidget Helen” raising her hand and kissing the sting from the slap  

“
You can stay the night, in the living room if you like?” she can’t believe she just asked him to stay

“
Would your parents mind?”

“
Don’t see why not, they not here, drink your tea Phil” she smiles at his shocked face that they were alone in the house.

            She put
s some music on and sits as far away as she could from him and they drink their tea in silence. She noticed he sat on the settee but she still wasn’t ready to sleep with him. She knew she was playing a dangerous game with him, but she trusted him completely not to rush her.

“I’ll get you a blanket”
and quickly standing up and walking out of the room, when she sees him slipping off his jacket and placing it on a chair.

“
Thanks Helen you sure you o.k. with me staying I can still get a taxi home” he says quietly when she returns with a blanket. Phil had removed his trousers when she was out of the room and she blushes at the sight of him in his boxer shorts. He removes his shirt when she holds out the blanket for him. His hand touches hers when he takes it from her and she looks down at her feet shy from his small touch on her skin.

“I don’t understand you
? You bold one minute and shy the next” and tilting her head up and kissing her on the lips and gently putting his hands in her hair and he deepens the kiss. She feels powerless to stop him. Shakily she places her hands on his chest and she can feel his heart beating below her hand and she gently pushes him back, she wanted more than sex with Phil and if she gave in to her feelings for him then that all she would get.

“
Night Helen” he says getting onto the couch and putting the blanket over his body and she walks over to the light and switches it off. They are in darkness and she slips out of her dress and walks back over to the couch and slips in next to him. He jumps from her contact in the darkness but allows her to cuddle up to him, kissing her head and he holds her tight in his embrace.

“
You don’t mind do you?” she asks concerned that this is too much for him but she would not be able to sleep upstairs but in his arms she might.

“
No Helen I don’t mind I am a little shocked, but it feels nice having you in my arms” and shifting a little so she can rest her head on his chest. She can hear his heart beating below and the rhythm is soothing and he begins to stroke her hair gently. She feels her eyes fighting to keep awake when he starts to stroke her back. Heaver her lids become until she fast asleep safe in his arms. 

           She stirs from her sleep
with his smell arousing her body and she tries to go back to sleep. She just wanted to stay here in Phil’s arms. She feels his laugh as she struggles to go back to sleep.

“
You know you got a bed upstairs?” he laughs

“
Um, I forgot” she says sleepily

“
But I’m stiff” he moans

“
Sorry next time the bed” and kissing his chest

“
How am I going to get up without you looking?” she wonders out loud

“
Oh Helen I already looked, when you were asleep” he laughs loudly.

        She giggles
when he starts to tickle her and convulsing from his fingers torment, turning her onto her back when he torments her more.

“Phil no” she giggles a
nd he moves on top of her, pinning her escape from his fingers torment and she pushes at him to stop him tickling her. Grabbing her hands and laughing at her. His eyes are alight with wonder at Helen beauty before him and he slowly starts to kiss her, holding her hands with his and she feels him stiffen on her, his fingers in between her fingers. She returns his kisses with hers. Helen is breathless when they stop kissing and looking into each other’s eyes.

“
Breakfast woman” he teases her and he pushes her off the couch but carefully wrapping the blanket around her.

“
What does Sir want?” she says shyly as she shuffles to the kitchen tightening the blanket around her

“
What does the wench recommend?” She turns at the wench remark and he grinning at her as he follows her into the kitchen

“Wench I’m I?” she scolds him playfully and he tugs the blanket away from her

“I already looked Helen, remember” Helen blushes and wraps her arms protectively around her body and trying to cover herself up

“
Cook for me like that and I promise I will not touch you. I just want to look Helen” Phil pleads with her. She feels silly why she can’t just say no to him and looking down at her feet and hoping the ground would crumble beneath her, so she can hide her body. But she starts to make breakfast in just her lacy briefs, omelette is easy I can do that she thinks. Getting bowls out and the hand whisk from the cupboards, eggs and some sliced ham from the fridge. Breaking the eggs in the small bowl and checking for any shells. She tries not to think of him watching her as she begins to cook. She starts to grate the cheese and she feels his hands going around her waist.

“
Sorry, I lied. You better go and get dressed. I will finish the cooking Helen” kissing her neck softly and taking the cheese from her and encouraging her to leave and he softly pushes her to the door

“
Now Helen before I lose my control” he commands. Helen does as she told and going to her room as he starts to cook their breakfast.

            Helen decides to have a quick shower as her hair gone fizzy over night and it was the only way to tame her unruly hair. She slips herself into the hot water and allows the water to tame her hair.
The sticky rain from last night was still on her skin and she washes herself quickly. She loses herself to the hot water as she builds up the lather on her hair. Rinsing her hair and starting over again. And she turns up the heat of the shower. The steam is building in the small en-suite bathroom and standing in the stream of hot water she allows it to cascade over her body. She squeezes some shower gel into her hands and she starts caressing herself clean. Closing her eyes and letting her mind relax to the soothing water and losing track of time. There a knock on the bathroom door, startling her and not knowing how long she has been in the shower she looks up into Phil’s eyes as she rinsing the last of the suds from her body.

“
Breakfast ready Helen I did call but you couldn’t hear me over the water, sorry” he says as he shrugs his shoulders and walks out of her bedroom. She knows she closed the bathroom door, she looks around the bathroom for her towel but it been put on her bed. How long has he been standing there watching her? Helen feels a little violated as she dries herself with the towel.

              She slips into a fresh pair of thongs and dresses herself quickly in a green camisole and a flowing skirt, she doesn’t bother with a bra as she hated seeing the straps, she rather go without. Picking up a pair of green shoes that matched her outfit and walking
bare footed to the kitchen. Phil is wearing Alan’s shirt the one he gave her to home with on their last day. He must have been through her cupboards in her room she thinks horrified.

“I helped myself to this tacky shirt
, is it his?” he sounds mad again.

“
Yes he gave it to me before we finished” why was she explaining herself to him.

“
Look Phil, don’t start with the jealousy crap like last night. I like you and me and Alan are over” she angered that he thinks she the type to cheat on people, shit he filled in her forms so he knows she only been with one man.

“
Sorry I just can’t get my head around you likening me, you know you are so beautiful and you could have anyone” the vulnerable look of an unwanted child in his face and Helen knows why he acts like this.

“
It’s you I want to be with Phil” and touching his face to make him look at her and she can see the confusion in his face

“
But Helen you don’t want me” Helen can see the sorrow in his eyes.

“I want you Phil, it what keeping me from sleeping with you. Don’t you see I want more than sex from you” she kneels before him to make her point on how she feels about him. I’m already yours Phil, she thinks

“Please Phil I just want to take it slow. I got hurt the last time, but if it the only way you believe me then I am yours” she begging him to trust her

“
O.k. we will go slow, now eat your breakfast Helen it’s getting cold” he holds his hand out so he can help her stand and his shy smile on his face and leading her over to the now cold omelette

“
Don’t your mother allow shoes in the house?” he asks bemused at her bare feet

“
Yes I just don’t like to wear them” she laughs at his confused face

“
But you got all those shoes?” she blushes, he knew about her craze for shoes.

“I do love shoes it’s a women proactive Phil, it’s just I don’t like to wear them” she sounds crazy she thinks, but she is amused by his expression

“I think you need to see a shrink Helen you go from one character to another and now the shoe fetish, you are professionally nuts”

“
Look who talking, knight in shining armour to psycho possessive boyfriend” she teases back

“
Psycho possessive boyfriend, am I?” Phil laughs at her

“
Am I your boyfriend Helen?” he says hopefully

“
We’ll you better at that, than a good knight as you keep peeking” and she laughs

“I don’t
just sneak a quick look Helen I have a good look”

“
Did you watch me showering?” And she shy again by the look he giving her

“
Yes I went looking for something to borrow”

“I heard the shower and thought I look in your room
, your cupboard was open and I saw the shirt. I was so jealous of him being in your room making love to you, when I can only dream of you. I dream of you every night Helen, since I met you” he not looking at Helen but she can see the shame in his face as he admits to his jealousy

“
He never stayed here and he never made love in my bed, his shirts only here because I haven’t had the guts to take it back”

“
Oh Helen I’m sorry I imagined him making love to you in your bed and I opened your door to greet you with the towel, I wanted to touch you where he touched you but I froze so I went back to the bed.

        I decided to
finish the breakfast and I came to call you. I just wanted to call you but the next thing I knew I was watching you showering, I like watching you Helen. I was watching you in the club that night, you looked so beautiful. I just couldn’t understand how a man like that could have you. Then when he grabbed you and I saw your fear, I tried to get to you but then he started kicking you ” her heart swells, she felt safe as soon as she saw him that night, it was like finding a missing piece of her    

“I knew then I do anything for you but I can’t control how I feel when men look at you
, sorry I just want to keep you safe from men like that pig” he looks at Helen pleading with her to forgive his jealous streak. She can live with him trying to protect her she thinks, it wasn’t so bad was it to let a man protect you.

Chapter 4

            It was late November and the shops had a glow to them. She been seeing Phil for three months now and to her disappointment he has not touched her once and letting her choose when she was ready. When they went out he would only give a small goodnight kiss on her lips, then he would simply walk away. She had decided she was ready weeks ago but he was still refusing to allow himself to be alone with her. So she made a plan to herself that whatever happened tonight she would finally be his in body. He already had her mind, as she dreamed of him most nights.

           She was putting the finishing touches to her make-up. She needed to look sexy for him. Her hair had been curled on large rollers and teased into shape, she wore a red lipstick as she was going for the fifties movie star look
and a tight gold dress that was difficult to breathe in. She was admiring herself in her mirror, yes he going to find her hard to resist, over and over she tells herself he going to give in to her. Helen picks up her wrap and slips into her new shoes and she was glad her mother treated her to the dress