Wild Hearts – Trevor Monroe Part One – Lost Hearts Read Online Blue Saffire

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Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 96249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
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“What do you want to talk about?”

I wipe my hands and face with my napkin and turn on my stool to face him. “Daddy is making me choose between you and everything I’ve been dreaming of. It could take more than a year before I’m able to do what I want with my love life.”

“And I’ll be right here. As long as it takes, I’ll be here,” he says emphatically.

“Are you sure about that?”

“Lynn, I’m not about to tell you to choose me over your music. That’s never going to happen. I’m not that selfish. I love you and I want to see you happy.

“There’s no reason you can’t have me and a career. Like walking, one step has to come before the other. I’m willing to be your next step.”

He sighs and reaches for my hand to take in his. With his other hand, he lifts my chin until I’m staring right into his eyes. They look so bright in the candlelight.

“Things with your daddy are going to take some time, but I’m willing to tough that out. When I say I love you, I mean it, Lynn. I love you and I will wait as long as it takes.”

“But it’s going to be so hard. He’s monitoring my calls. How will we communicate?”

He leans in and kisses my forehead. “We will figure it out. Get burner phones or something. Where there’s a will, there’s a way.”

I nod and turn back to my food. I want to believe his words, but my sister’s untimely demise keeps me from being able to hold on to his words with any real conviction. He places a warm hand on my back to rub it as he returns to eating.

I finish my own food and find myself humming as I do. This food is truly good for the soul. I’ll have to thank Nanna for everything.

Trevor

As much as I want to let our conversation from earlier go, I can’t. Lynn still doesn’t get how much I love her. I’m willing to wait ten years for us to be together if necessary.

A year, two years, ten will never change how I feel about her. I don’t have it in me to take her dream away from her. I know we’ll figure this out if we work together.

“What are you thinking about?” I ask, then kiss her bare shoulder as we sit in the tub, surrounded by candlelight.

She looks back over her shoulder. I peck her irresistible lips. She gives me a blinding smile.

“I was thinking about this being our future. A nice bath at night, basking in the love we have and taking a moment to just be.

“You can share with me how things went on the construction site and I’ll tell you how the tour is going or about songs I wrote in the studio that day.”

“You can sing to me while I wash your back,” I say as I take the sponge and run it across her back.

“By then, I won’t have this stupid cast and I can wash yours too.”

I place another kiss on her shoulder and laugh. “I’m not complaining. You keep that little hand right where it is. I’ll take care of you.”

With my words, I slide a hand down her front. I lift my other hand to squeeze her breast as I latch on to her neck and suck on it. She moans and tilts her head to give me better access to her smooth skin.

“Trevor,” she whimpers as she reaches for my hair with her good hand.

Releasing her breast, I slide my hand down farther beneath the water. I slip two fingers into her tight heat. Lynn lifts her hips and rides my fingers as I pump them inside of her.

I move my lips to her ear. “I want you to come for me, beautiful. I miss seeing you come apart for me.”

“Oh my God, Trevor,” she cries out, turning to look into my eyes.

I crush her lips with mine and drink from them. I kiss her like it’s one of our last. Being apart has made me desperate for her.

I miss waking to her next to me. I miss holding her in my arms as we went to bed at night. This night is truly a gift I intend to cherish.

As our tongues dance together, I grow harder, wanting to take her here and now, but I have concerns about her wrist. I wait until I feel her squeeze around my fingers and her body convulses, then I gently push her up and stand to exit the tub.

I’m at full mast as I collect her body from the tub and carry her into the bedroom. I place her on the bed we made together earlier and climb in beside her. She stares up at me lovingly as I hover at her side, looking down at her gorgeous face.


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