Our family. The life I know I want from now on. Only Sean, us, forever.
“Did you feel that?” he asks, his breath heaving.
“Did you feel it too?” I ask him, knowing we both mean more than just the powerful climax we both shared.
Something magical happened, I just know it and I kiss him like I want to kiss him every day from now on. His mouth hard on mine, our breath matched by our continued movement as we both enjoy the aftershocks and waves of post climactic pleasure that we share.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Sean
I don’t want to move, I want to stay inside Tessa forever, to let her know she’s mine body and soul.
I know something special happened, and it makes me more certain than ever that I know I was right to claim her when I did, I know that our future is together and the first glimmer of our future family is inside her now.
Gripping her under her arms, I roll over so she can rest on top of me, keeping me inside her still as we lay there, just holding onto each other. I don’t need to say anything and neither does she.
I run my hands over her perfect ass, claiming every inch of her as she melts into me, almost asleep now as I pull the covers over us both.
“Can we sleep like this?” she mumbles, almost to herself, and I smile. I don’t move an inch, content to stay in this position all night if she wants, she’s totally worth it.
I don’t know how long I lay there, feeling her against me, listening to her breathing as she sleeps. Her hands curled up under her chin as she rests against my chest like a cat.
The distant rolling of thunder and the shaking of the glass in the windows reminds me of something else as I lose my fight against the blackness of sleep as it weighs down my eyes.
There’s something I forgot to do, something I should’ve done, but I tell myself it can all wait until morning.
The sound of thunder, wind and rain is louder than ever, but that’s not what jolts me awake.
The door of the cottage is slamming against the frame, unlocked and wide open.
But it’s the feeling of not having Tessa on me anymore that wakes me. Not having her in my bed. My hand snaps backwards in the darkness, stabbing at the empty mattress, the jolt in my chest at the realization she’s gone makes me leap out of bed and to the door in one movement.
There’s more than a storm outside, it’s looking like tornado weather. It’s rare but does happen in these parts if there’s a cold enough jet stream from the north. Not too uncommon this time of year and it’s been a few years since we’ve had any.
I curse to myself under my breath.
I should’ve checked the weather! I knew I forgot something, that damned Brad… he was trying to warn us and I chased him away.
None of that matters now, I need to find Tessa, and I’m hoping she’s only braved going out of the cottage to use the communal bathroom but...
I make my way to the door to peer outside but it's pitch black, I try the lights.
Nothing.
Power’s down and the generator hasn’t kicked in either.
Something else I forgot to check yesterday.
I bang my head on the damned hurricane light again, and almost consider putting it to use but we have plenty of flashlights with full charge, that much I did remember and I have light in a few seconds.
I spend a few minutes pulling on some clothes and my boots. No good running out into this weather without being prepared, but my first priority is to find Tessa, she should’ve been back by now if she was going to the bathroom… why wouldn’t she wake me up?
Why didn’t I hear her get up?
A huge crack of thunder answers my question for me. If I slept through this, it’s no wonder I didn’t hear her leave. I slept like the dead, which is unusual for me, but then again, I did wear myself out in the best possible way with Tessa.
But why Tess? Why would you go?
Where would she go is more important right now. I need to find her, and fast. Scanning the floor of the bedroom, I don’t see her clothes. I remember peeling them off her, so she’s dressed in her shorts and her top at least.
Not much in this weather.
I take the flashlight and throw on a jacket before closing the door behind me, huffing it down to the bathroom block and calling out for Tess, but there’s no answer. I stop, cocking my ear to try and listen for any sign of her, but there’s only wind, rain and plenty of thunder.
This wind I don’t like.
I’ve been in a couple of tornadoes up here and it wasn’t a fun experience. They can touch down in seconds and come from nowhere.
If I’d checked the weather, we would’ve stayed someplace else, the new office building has a basement built under it for just such an emergency.
But, we’re not having a tornado… yet. I remind myself.
The wind has made light of a lot of the stuff we didn’t put under cover or tie down, mostly outdoor furniture and a barbecue, making a silent spectacle underneath the roar of the wind as they get dragged along.
I call out until my throat hurts, checking the mess hall and then the office.
Nothing.
All my training. Everything I know to be logical and calm in a situation like this, flies away from me. My mind is like this wind, I can’t think clearly.
I just want her back. I should have looked after her. I swore I’d look after
