Текст книги "Saved By Her"

Автор книги: Michelle Horst

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Chapter Sixteen

River~

We’ve had a busy week on the plantation. It’s as if all the fruit and vegetables got ripe at the same time. Miss Ella had to pickle a lot of the vegetables and fruits, and made quite a few apple pies.

I’ve been helping Miss Ella and Sophia in the kitchen. Jack says he’s been working on a surprise for me.

I saw Colby bring something down to the river for Jack, but I’ve promised not to peek until it’s ready.

I’ve just finished placing the last jar filled with pickled onions in the pantry, when the door slams open. A filthy Jack comes in, and his eyes sweep excitedly through the room. When he sees me he stalks over, grabs my hand and drags me out of the room.

“Jack, what’s going on?” I have to jog to keep up with his long legs.

“It’s ready,” is all he says.

I look at Miss Ella as we rush through the kitchen and see her smiling at us. She looks like a proud momma bear.

Halfway to the river, I pull at Jack’s hand. “Slow down, you’re going too fast for me!”

Jack stops dead in his tracks. One arm slips under my back and the other under my knees, and then I’m airborne. Jack starts to walk fast again and I throw my arms around his neck, laughing at how excited he is.

As we near the clearing where the chapel is, I get a glimpse of purple through the trees. Jack suddenly puts me down and then his hands go over my eyes. “Don’t peek. Just walk straight ahead.”

I hold onto his wrists and take careful steps. I don’t want to go falling.

“That’s perfect, stop right here,” he says, his voice hoarse with excitement.

His hands fall away from my eyes and my mouth drops open. Everywhere I look is flowers, all different shades of purple. It looks like a wonderland with the chapel standing to the side.

I slowly walk through the flowers, touching one here and there. There are Shooting Stars, some New York Asters, Mistflowers and Dwarf Crested Iris, and the most stunning of all are the roses.

“It’s all so beautiful, Jack,” I breathe. Standing in the middle of the clearing I turn in a slow circle, taking all the beauty in around me. “I can’t believe you did all of this in one week. I’m so proud of you!”

He comes closer, a soft look on his face. It’s the first time since he got here that he has this particular look.

He tilts his head and lets his eyes caress my face. “You’re proud of me?” his voice is hoarse with emotion and it makes me melt right there.

“So very proud,” I whisper. I walk to him, place my hands on his strong jaw, and standing on my toes, I kiss him.

The kiss grows more urgent, our tongues dancing and tasting. I lose myself in Jack’s embrace and for the first time he’s the one to break the kiss. He trails soft kisses over my jaw and then whispers, “Thank you, River.”

I pull back and smile up at him. “For what?”

Tears glisten in his eyes. “For saving me.”

“Oh, Jack.” I hug him tightly and it’s in this moment that I know I love this man with all my heart and I’ll kill for him.

~*~

“After the ‘R’ comes an ‘I’.” I’m teaching Jack how to write my name. His writing is getting much better by the day and I’m so proud of him.

Every day is a blessing with him. I love watching him grow and learn. He’s such an eager student.

He makes a neat ‘I’ and then smiles at me. “Now comes a ‘V’.”

When he’s done writing my name, he holds the paper up staring at it and then he says, “Teach me how to write ‘I love you’.”

I spell the letters out to him and he patiently writes each one down. When he’s done I watch as he writes his own name. A soft smile plays around his mouth as he holds the paper out to me. “My first letter to you.”

The smile falls from my face as I take the paper and realize what Jack just did. His first letter ever is to tell me that he loves me.

I press it to my heart and smile a tearful smile. “I’ll always cherish it, Jack. Thank you.”

Later that night as we’re lying in bed, Jack presses his face into my hair and whisper, “Do you think there’s something wrong with me?”

I pull back so I can look at him. “No, Jack! Not at all. Why do you ask?”

He turns his face half into the pillow and mutters, “It’s nothing.”

I take hold of his jaw and turn his face to mine. “It’s not nothing. Tell me what’s wrong.”

“It’s just … I get hard around you and sometimes when I think of you, but I can’t make myself come.” He bites at his bottom lip and it must be one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.

“Is it important to you to make yourself come?”

He presses his forehead to mine and whispers, “It is. It feels as if she took it from me.”

“Who, Jack?”

“Mistress Westbrook.” The name lets an overwhelming surge of anger flare up in me.

“She’s an old bitch. Don’t ever call her mistress again!” I pull back and make sure I have his attention. “Repeat after me; Westbrook is nothing but an old bitch.”

He clears his throat and then says, “Westbrook is nothing but an old bitch.”

I smile at him and relax again.

Minutes tick by where we just lie in silence, staring at each other. The longer I stare at him, the more I want him. I know it’s still too soon, but that doesn’t mean we can’t take care of his hard-on.

~*~

Chapter Seventeen

Jack~

River inches closer to me and then she throws the covers off of us. She never touches me anywhere but on my face and my hands, so I’m surprised when her hand settles against my chest.

“Do you want me to help you come, Jack?”

Excitement explodes in my chest. “Yes,” the word pops from me and it brings a smile to her face.

“Kiss me, Jack.”

She doesn’t have to ask me twice. I press my mouth to hers and groan when our tongues meet. It’s become one of my favorite things to do. I love the way my stomach dips and the warmth that spreads through my body.

She lets me press her into the mattress with my body, and I feel her hand settle on my shoulder. Her fingers trail softly down my arm until she takes hold of my hand. She guides both our hands into my boxers and her hand covers mine, as I take hold of my cock.

Together, we slowly stroke my cock. I’ve never felt something like this before. It’s totally different from any touch I’ve ever felt.

She places pressure on my hand and I automatically squeeze my cock harder. A surge of pleasure streaks up my spine and I break the kiss, letting out a hiss of satisfaction.

She places kisses along my jaw, then my neck and then on my chest. I love feeling her mouth on me. I’ve never felt something like this. It’s always been a cold and harsh, an act of violence – not like this – an act of passion, lust and adoration.

Our hands keep moving together and I can feel the orgasm starting to build. Her other hand takes hold of my thigh and she lifts my leg until it’s pressing against her pussy. I can feel how wet she is through her shorts and it makes me even more turned on. Her hips start to move in sync with mine and as she rides my leg, our hands work together on my cock.

I like this so much. I’ve never felt this kind of pleasure before. Our breathing picks up and she buries her face in my chest, her hips moving faster.

I quickly let go off my cock and press her hand to me. She doesn’t hesitate and she wraps her fingers around me. A moan slips from me. It feels so good to feel her hand around me. She continues the fast pace, stoking me hard. I unbutton her shorts and push my hand in. When I slip my fingers between her folds, and then into her, she throws her head back moaning with pleasure.

“Jack.” She grinds herself against my palm and then her breathing hitches and she lets out a soft hiss as she comes. Her hand tightens around me, and the pressure is perfect, making me come.

My hips jerk against her and a long groan tears from my throat as pleasure sets my body alive. I arch into her and thrust a few more times, making the pleasure last as long as I can.

When the last bliss fades away River gets up and goes to the bathroom. I don’t think I can walk right now. I hear water running and then she comes out with a towel around her. She comes to me and that’s when I see the cloth in her hand. She pulls my boxers off and gently cleans me. When she moves to get up, I grab her hand and pull her back against me.

I take hold of the towel and pull it from her body. “I just want to feel you.”

I wrap my arms around her and press our naked bodies together. I bury my face in her hair and whisper, “When I’m with you, I find myself. Thank you for giving that piece of myself back to me.”

She presses a kiss to my neck. “I’ll do anything for you.”

I lie awake for long thinking of what we just shared. Now I understand what made the moments between Christopher and Maddie look so different, because I just felt it for myself and I want to feel it again.

~*~

Chapter Eighteen

River~

Adam and I decide to treat everyone to a barbeque. I’ve chased Miss Ella out of the kitchen and the last I saw of her was when she was walking down to the river with Jack.

Sophia is helping me fix some salads and butter the rolls. When we’re done with it all, we carry the bowls outside to a table Adam placed under a tree. We do a few trips up and down, bringing out sodas and everything else we might need.

“Thank you, Sophia.” The woman has become a younger version of Miss Ella. She’s a quick learner and loves spending time with Miss Ella when she’s not with Adam.

“It’s my pleasure,” she says, a bright smile lighting up her face.

I’m glad we’re all spending some time together today. Weeks can pass where we all just live right by each other. We try to get together at least once a month, but with Jack and Sophia joining us, time just slipped by.

I follow Sophia to where Adam and Tristan are grilling some steaks and burgers. Adam places his arm around Sophia and holds her close to his side while he’s flipping the burgers.

The meat smells delicious. “We’re ready. It went so quick with Sophia’s help. I’m going to go call everyone so long.”

“The meat should be ready soon,” Tristan says and then his eyes dart over my head. I glance over my shoulder to see what he’s looking at and then grin. Diane and Lizzie are walking towards us. Diane looks at Tristan and then she quickly looks back at Lizzie. There’s definitely something brewing between Tristan and Diane. The girl is so shy.

I glance up at Tristan and whisper, “Be careful with Diane, she’s fragile.”

He frowns at me and then huffs, “There’s nothing going on between us. Besides, she’s way too young for me.”

I chuckle under my breath. “Yeah, you keep telling yourself that.”

I quickly go back inside and find a small group of the girls in the living room, where they’re busy reading. “Y’all wanna join us outside? The food is almost ready.”

It takes me a good few minutes to find everyone in the huge house and then I walk towards the river to get Miss Ella and Jack.

I find them sitting on one of the benches, their heads huddled close.

“I’d like some lilies and lavender.” Miss Ella points to their right. “I’m sure you can fit them in there. They would go so nice with the others.”

Jack stares hard at the spot Miss Ella pointed out. “You really think so? I was thinking of putting in more roses.”

“You already have roses.” Miss Ella is so patient with him.

“I’d like to plant more,” Jack whispers, sounding a little sad.

“Why roses?” Nothing gets past Miss Ella, she heard the sadness too.

“Momma loved them. They remind me of her.”

My heart shrivels up. “What was she like?” Miss Ella asks.

“She had the prettiest smile it always made me feel safe.”

“You must’ve gotten your smile from her, because you light up a room with yours.”

“I do … you really think so?” I can hear the emotions flooding his voice. My sweet Jack. I want to hide him from this cruel world.

“I do, Jack.” Miss Ella cups his cheek and I can hear the emotion making her voice shaky. “Just because your momma has gone to a better place, it doesn’t mean she’s not with you.”

Jack leans his head on her shoulder and hugs her. He looks so innocent right now. I don’t know how this side of Jack managed to stay whole through all the hell he’s been through.

“Momma use to pat my head,” he whispers. “Actually, she played with my hair, until I would fall asleep.”

Miss Ella hugs Jack back. “I use to love it so much, but then Mistress Westbrook started to pat me on the head, as if I was a dog. She took something nice Momma used to do and she made it ugly.” I can hear the heartache and loss in his voice.

Miss Ella’s hand trembles as she caresses Jack’s hair. “Oh, my precious boy,” she sniffles and holds him tighter. “Miss Ella is here now. Don’t let them take your memories of your momma away from you. Bad things happen to all of us, but it’s what we do with them that make a real difference in our lives. Let your past make you stronger.”

I walk back to the barbeque, leaving Jack with Miss Ella. He needs her right now.

~*~

When I get back, it’s just in time as everyone is sitting down to eat. I grab two plates and load them with food for Jack and Miss Ella, and then I get some for myself.

I listen as everyone talks and laughs, and then I spot Christopher taking a plate of food to Maddie.

I walk over to them and make sure that I sit a safe distance from Maddie. Because of her past I let the men handle her. I don’t want to upset her. I just want to know if she’s okay.

“How are you, Maddie?”

Her eyes jump from me to Christopher, who’s taking a seat next to her. He smiles at her and it seems to give her courage. “I’m great.” She twirls her fork in her plate and then suddenly looks up. “Thank you for bringing me here. I know I don’t talk to you a lot and it might come across as being rude, but I want you to know how thankful I am to you and Adam for saving me.”

“Oh, Lovely, I’m so glad you’ve found your little space here and it’s only our pleasure.” I look from Christopher to Maddie and I can clearly see their love for each other. “So … it’s obvious that the two of you are serious. I noticed you moved out of the house, Maddie. I’m guessing that the two of you now live together?”

Christopher reaches over to Maddie and takes her hand. There’s a serious light in his eyes when he says, “We’d like to get married.” He looks nervous, as if he’s asking my permission.

“You’re both adults. If you’re both sure that’s what you want then I don’t see why you can’t. Are you planning on leaving or staying?” I need to know. Christopher is one of my best guards. I’d hate to lose him.

“We’re staying if that’s okay? Maddie is comfortable here and you know that I love working here.”

I smile reassuringly at them. “Then you stay. The choice is always yours.”

“Is it okay if we get married here? We saw how beautiful Jack made the chapel. We could have the wedding there,” Christopher asks with hope shining in his eyes.

“That would be a great idea. Just check with Adam if you need anything extra and let us know which date you decide on.”

Maddie’s face is shining with excitement but it’s Christopher who gets up and comes to hug me. “Thank you so much, River.”

I laugh and pat him on the back. “It’s my pleasure.”

“Nana!” I hear Adam call Miss Ella and automatically my eyes go to them. Jack helps her over to where Adam and Sophia are, and I excuse myself from Christopher and Maddie so I can get to Jack.

Adam gets up and reaches for a plate so I quickly say, “I’ve already got plates ready for Miss Ella and Jack.” I pick up Jack’s plate and tip my head towards Miss Ella’s plate. “Could you just take it to her?”

Adam takes the plate and steals a piece of cheese. “Eat your own food!” Miss Ella tells him off with a smile on her face. Adam places a kiss on her forehead as he hands her the plate.

“Here you go.” I hold out the plate to Jack and when he takes it, I point to a bench where there is still space to sit. “You want to go sit with me?”

He nods and we walk over to where Tristan, Diane, Lizzie and Jamie are sitting. I sit down next to Jamie so Jack won’t have to. He’s been very cautious of the other girls since the thing with Beverly happened.

“Are you enjoying yourselves?” I ask around the table. Jack starts to eat and I’m glad to see he has such a healthy appetite.

“I love these barbeques,” Jamie says. “I was thinking we could dance later on.”

“That would be fun,” Lizzie says.

“Everyone!” Adam shouts, getting our attention. Christopher and Maddie are standing next to him. A smile splits over my face as Adam throws his arms around them. He looks like a proud father. “Christopher has asked Maddie to marry him.”

Oohs and aahs sound up and everyone takes a turn to congratulate the couple.

Colby catches my attention as he throws his plate to the side and then stalks off. I wonder what’s wrong with him.

Jack finishes his food but I give up on trying to eat with all the excitement. He moves, straddling the bench and facing me, then he scoots as close as he can. His powerful legs cage me in and his arms go around my waist. He just stares at me, his eyes a soft green.

“What?” I whisper, feeling a blush creep up my neck from his intense look.

“I just like looking at you.”

Music blares over the yard and some of the girls start to dance. Christopher and Maddie are standing to the side, swaying romantically in each other’s arms.

Sophia is sitting on Adam’s lap and you can see the two are lost in their own world.

My eyes meet Miss Ella’s. She makes huge eyes, trying to tell me something. I frown at her, but then she just yells. “Dance with Jack!”

Everyone bursts out laughing and it makes me flush red hot. I get up anyway and then hold my hand out to Jack. “Would you like to dance?”

“I can’t,” the words pop from him.

“That’s okay, I’ll show you.”

Jack places his hand in mine and I pull him to the side where we’ll have some space. I take both his hands and place them on my hips, and then I place my own hands on his broad shoulders. “Just sway from one side to the other.”

We start to sway and I watch Jack as he watches the other’s dancing. Suddenly, he pulls me closer and his arms tighten around me. He smiles widely. “That’s better.”

I let my hands go behind his neck and we get lost in each other.

Last night was so special for me and Jack. Not only was it the first time a man gave me an orgasm, but Jack got that part of himself back too. It doesn’t mean things are all sunshine and roses for us from here on out, not in the least. I’m still worried about this relationship that’s forming between us. Are our feelings real, or did we just gravitate towards each other?

Don’t get me wrong, Jack has the perfect body and he’s strong, but he’s still growing and healing. The other day he was right when he pointed out that I was treating him like a child, because in some ways he’s still that little boy who never got to grow up – and that makes me feel like a pervert for wanting him. It’s a huge obstacle that I’m not quite sure I can get over.

Jack might be all man on the outside, but inside he’s still finding himself. I think he closed himself off over all the years he was forced to be a slave, and now that he’s free to just be himself he’s finally let that part free that he closed off, and that part is still nine years old.

I hold Jack tight and press my ear to his heart. I’ll have to be so careful with him, but one things for sure – no more sex.

~*~

It’s a nice evening. Everyone is having fun and the heat of the day is dying down.

Jack straddled the bench again and then pulled me down too. With my back against his chest and my legs stretched out in front of me, I keep drifting off. His arms are tightly around me, his breath stirring my hair.

This moment feels perfect. Just sitting here with Jack and having him hold me is all I need.

“Fire!” Someone screams from somewhere behind us. I sit up and look behind us and sure enough it looks like the stables are on fire.

“The horses!” I scream and then I’m up and running. “Get water!”

There’s a lot of screaming and shouting, and even Miss Ella runs towards the fire at her high age. Jack darts past me at one hell of a speed, dragging the hose behind him. He already opened it and water is spouting everywhere.

Jack is the first one there and he sprays the water right into the heart of the fire. Adam, Tristan, Christopher and the others work to get the horses out and to safety. I feel useless and thrust my hands into my hair. My eyes are stinging from the heat.

The air around us thins quickly as if the fire is sucking all the oxygen from it.

A loud crashing sound comes from the side of the stables as the building starts to crumble under the destruction of the flames – and then we hear a piercing scream from somewhere inside.

Jack drops the hose and it’s with an icy horror that I watch him run towards the fire. “Jack!” I scream, but he doesn’t listen. Miss Ella grabs the hose and she goes after Jack, wetting him as he runs, and then he disappears into the inferno.

It almost looks like Miss Ella is about to go into the burning building too. The panic and horror of the night rips a scream from my aching chest. “No, Miss Ella!” What the hell is wrong with everyone! They can’t just run into the fire!

I run to her and I grab her arm so I can pull her back to where it’s safe. I start to cough and it feels as if the flames are trying to find their way into the heart of me. We’re too close to the fire! Miss Ella bends over and she coughs until her legs give way. I do my best to help her away from the burning stables. “Jack,” she wheezes in between coughs.

Tears blur my sight and I wipe quickly at my stinging eyes. I help Miss Ella to sit and then run back to where the hose is lying. I pick it up and spray water where I last saw Jack run in. The seconds are long and agonizing while we wait for some sign of Jack. My heart pounds faster and faster, and fear sharpens all my senses.

I see movement and for a moment hope spikes sharply in my chest. Colby stumbles from the burning building and although I’m glad to see that he’s okay, I’m still worried for Jack. What’s taking him so long?

Finally, Jack comes out and it feels as if the weight of the world has been lifted from my shoulders! He’s carrying someone. As he gets closer to me I recognize Beverly. What is she doing back here? How did she find the plantation? Colby said he blind … Colby!

“Adam!” I scream hoarsely.

He swings around, his face black with soot.

“Get Colby! He’s got something to do with this!”

I point to where Colby is stumbling away. He’s heading for the trucks. Adam runs and he quickly catches up with Colby. A slither of relief eases some more of the tension. We’ll deal with Colby and Beverly after the fire has been contained.

I look over my shoulder and then my heart stops. Miss Ella is lying in a small bundle. She’s not moving! I grab the person nearest to me who turns out to be Diane. “Just keep hosing the fire!” I shove the hose into her hands and then I run for Miss Ella.

“Miss Ella!” I fall to my knees next to her. She’s out cold. I can hear her wheezing. Glancing around for help, I can’t find anyone. I tuck my arm under her shoulders and try to lift her, but I’m not that strong. As if a prayer is answered, Jack appears next to me.

“Where’s Beverly?” I ask him as he gently picks Miss Ella up.

“I left her with Adam.” His voice sounds dead, as if the fire sucked the life from it. He walks fast towards the house and I run ahead of them so I can phone Doc.

After I’ve phoned Doc and he promised that he’d be over in a few minutes, we place Miss Ella on one of the couches. I go get a cloth and some cold water, but before I do anything with it Jack takes it all from me. “I’ll stay with her, go check on the others.” His voice is firm, there’s still no emotion. My mouth drops open and I watch as he gently wipes Miss Ella’s face. I’ve never seen this side of Jack. “Fuck, River! Just go,” he suddenly snaps at me.

He’s never talked that way to me before and it hurts like hell. I run back outside, scared to death of what just happened with Jack.

It takes us over and hour to make sure the fire is out and everyone is accounted for. I saw Doc’s car pull up a while ago. He waved and then rushed into the house. I know he’ll take good care of Miss Ella.

I go to where Adam is busy interrogating Beverly and Colby. I’d rather face them than Jack. I still can’t believe that was him shouting at me.

“What’s going on here?” I ask Adam.

He points at the two sitting on the floor. “Well, from what I can understand Beverly and Colby are in some sort of relationship. Apparently he’s been sneaking her in and out whenever she felt like she wanted go to town. It’s been going on for months. That’s how she knows where the plantation is.” Adam shoves his hands through his hair, looking angry as hell. “I’m sorry, River, I was so caught up in Sophia, I never saw this coming.”

“Just let us go,” Beverly starts to grovel, “we won’t tell a soul where you are.”

I pinch the bridge of my nose and then turn my back to them. I whisper to Adam, “You know what we have to do. They can’t talk. We have too many lives that depend on us.”

Adam gives a firm nod. This is the part that sucks. As much as we want to save every life we possibly can, some just can’t be saved. It’s either Beverly and Colby or the rest of the people living here. It’s sad but they have to be silenced to protect the others. I should have seen that Beverly was past the point of being saved before I brought her here. Now I’m losing a guard, as well. If I had just left her to be a slave Colby might never have turned on us. This is all my fault for not doing my job properly.

“You can’t just off us!” Colby screams as I start to walk away. “River! I swear it’s all her. She made me do it! The fire was her idea! I never wanted to hurt anyone!”

“We gave you the choice! This is all on you,” Adam snaps, his tone ice cold. “You knew what would happen if you turned on us. I told you that the day you started working here. You knew! Don’t blame her for your mistakes.”

I’m a coward for walking away and not doing it myself. I say I don’t want to be like my father but at the end of the day I am. I started all of this to save lives and tonight I ordered two deaths.

I’m a monster just like Steward Sinclair.

~*~