There was no way we could find a doctor or take her to the hospital in such conditions. I had to take care of her by myself.1
She was knocked out for seventeen hours straight. I had been continuously checking in on her and making sure the fireplace was keeping her room warm. It was still raining heavily outside, and by no means, we could have left this cottage even to go to the nearest healthcare facility.
Thankfully, Brett arranged for some essential supplies, including necessary food items and medication. I was restless to see Emma still unconscious and was praying that she woke up soon. And thankfully when she did, I felt so relieved.
However, I couldn't help but feel amused when she reacted frantically finding herself alone in this cottage without any clothes.
She looked adorable, and yet so naïve. I couldn't take any more of her screaming and flipping out, so I shut her up by kissing her beautiful lips and tasted her sweetness. She was numb initially, but then she reciprocated. My muscles relaxed the moment she kissed me back. I have missed this; I have missed touching her. This was the moment I had been waiting forever since I met her again. I wanted to claim her lips and devour her, and I felt a wholeness when she didn't stop me, and reciprocated.
I don't think I will be able to take back what had already happened between us today, and I had already unwantedly let her in. She had become an undeniably important part of my life, and we couldn't, or rather at least, I couldn't turn back now. I could never let go off her innocent eyes and her angelic face.
I brew some hot coffee and cooked her some eggs and toast, that was the best that was available at the moment. That's when I realised, she had entered the room wearing her yesterdays' clothes that I had carefully dried for her; and was standing near the living area visibly shy and nervous. The moment I saw her, my heart warmed up.
I chose to break the awkwardness by calling her first, "Emma. You are here. How are you feeling now?"
"I am better, thank you." She mumbled, dodging eye contact.
"You haven't had anything since yesterday, come sit, I have made us some eggs. I hope that's ok. That's the best we have right now" I gestured her to take a seat.
She awkwardly walked towards me and sat in the dining area. I took both our plates and sat next to her. She was still and did not initiate eating; I warmly held her hand, squeezing it a bit and asked her to start eating. She gave me a small nod, and we both ate in silence.
Once done, I took the plates and headed to the kitchen, while Emma seemed a bit lost in her thoughts.
"Who is Brett, Jake? How did you find me?" She asked bleakly without making any eye contact again.
I knew this would come up, and no matter how much I was hoping to avoid this confrontation, I couldn't ignore it forever. Believe it or not, the mighty businessman was anxious answering this petite girls' questions.
I have always had my way around girls, but this was the first time I felt nervous. Unlike with other girls, I really care about what Emma thought of me and I did not want her to think of me as a jerk who was forcing his way into her life.
I was genuinely hoping that she didn't doubt my intentions. I was extremely hooked on her. She attracted me in more ways than my heart could take. It wasn't just physical attraction; it was a longing that made me go weak in my knees. She was a feeling, the one I wanted to drown in and never be rescued.
My heart was pounding uncontrollably, thinking that now I would have to tell her the truth. I didn't know how this conversation would conclude, but I was sure Emma was completely confused right now, and she deserved answers.
Chapter 20
Moment of Truth
Jake
I took a deep breath and sat right next to her, calling all the courage I had, silently wishing this doesn't end badly.
"Brett is one of my security personnel. He works as my bodyguard".
"And how did he find me? What was he doing here? How does he know me?" She asked, confused.
"Yes, he knows about you. He was here ensuring your safety and was keeping an eye on you from a distance."
"Why will he do that? I don't even know who he is! Did you? Oh my god! You asked him to, didn't you?" It took only seconds for her to figure it out. I was speechless, as here came the hard part. This was the moment—the one where I accept the truth.
After a bit of reluctance, I replied, "Yes, I asked him to follow you since you were acting all brave and decided to come to this isolated island all by yourself."
"Wow! I just cannot believe you. Jake? Do you think I am a baby who could not do without a babysitter? And you have been keeping an eye on me? Who gave you that right in the first place? This is crazy." She was shocked, as I expected.
Her eyes were moving frantically as if all this information was too overwhelming for her to process. After a moment, she calmed herself a bit.
"So, you knew all along about my plans to visit Lofoten? Why did you do that, Jake? I just cannot wrap my head around it."
"Ok calm down.
