Subject: Chapter 30 |
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Jacqueline
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Date Posted: Tuesday, August 01, 10:06:24am
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Jacqueline
's message, "An English Love Chps 20 onward" on Friday, April 21, 11:06:26pm
Michael rode with Brighton through the woods. He had some errands to attend to before he made his way to London. He wished he could be there now. He did not want to acknowledge the strong draw he had to his fiancée. He kept trying to convince himself that it was merely infatuation, but his heart sang a different tune. She possessed his thoughts and dreams. He never felt such a powerful pull to any woman in his life. Women had become useful for his need and he vowed never to attach himself again.
Brighton and Michael stopped to let their horses quench their thirst. “Michael?!”
Michael looked up to the quizzical face of his friend and nodded. “Gees, Michael, I have been trying to get your attention the last few minutes. Is something bothering you today? You have been extremely quiet.”
Michael shook his head no. “Not really. Just have a lot going on the next few weeks. Moving to a new home, marriage, new wife.”
Brighton smiled, “I guessed as much that you were thinking about her. Your parents did pick you out a nice young beauty Not too long my friend before the wedding night.”
Michael gawked at him. “Brighton, is sex all you think about? I was actually thinking about her and not how she will be in bed.”
Brighton opened his mouth wide. “What has come over you Michael? You never think about a woman unless she is in a bed with you. How can you not be thinking about bedding that gorgeous creature?”
Michael did not feel like explaining his feelings. “Well, not this one. She is young and not experienced. I do not plan to rush her. I would love to take her now, but I am waiting until she is ready. For some reason, I want her to trust me and want me. I do not just want to take her body, I want all of her.”
Brighton smiled and did not ask anymore. This young lady had captured Michael’s cold heart. He knew Michael would not admit it yet. Brighton was glad to see that Michael was starting to fall for someone again, especially his own wife.
“What about Lisa?” Brighton asked.
Michael did not answer. He knew he would have to speak to Lisa about recent events. He would not betray Nikita, he could not. He knew how he would feel if she even looked at another man.
He wiped his brow and urged his horse to move along
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