A Jar of Dreams by Cartharn Clarissa

Author:Cartharn, Clarissa [Cartharn, Clarissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-05-28T07:00:00+00:00

“Anne!” he shouted.

“No, we don’t need to talk. And don’t follow me!” she growled as she opened her bedroom door.

He wedged his foot in her door before she could slam it shut.

She puffed angrily. “Have you got your foot in my door?”

He didn’t bother replying, pushing it open and stepping into her room. He ran his hands through his hair with frustration. “Do you have any idea what you put me through tonight?”

“Put you… put you through?” She threw her hands in the air. “Get out, Eric!”

“I can’t believe you’re throwing a hissy fit after I saved you.” He shook his head with disbelief.

“You hit my friend!”

“You call a sleazy scumbag a friend? He was groping you!”

“He was drunk! He isn’t usually like that. He’s nice, he’s polite. A true gentleman. If you hadn’t butted in with your Neanderthal ways, he would have realized his mistake.”

“Damn, Lucy, she was right about him,” he mumbled to himself.

“Excuse me?”

Had she heard him? He shook his head. “When I tell you to stay put, you stay put. Do you hear me?” he said firmly, hoping she would take the bait and forget that he had mentioned her aide’s name.

“Okay, stop that. Stop telling me what to do.”

“So you keep saying. But the first chance you get, you fall into the arms of a potential molester.”

She fumed. “How dare you? Get out. Get out!”

He let out a frustrating roar and then slumped onto the edge of her bed instead, holding his head in his hands quietly. “I thought I had lost you again,” he muttered finally. “You weren’t there and I thought… someone… did… took…” He trembled. “And then I saw you with him. And I panicked. I couldn’t see…you… him…”

She took small hesitant steps towards him. “I’m safe,” she whispered. She reached out for him and ran her fingers through his hair.

He clasped her waist and pulled her to him, leaning his head into her mid-riff. She caressed him, running her palm over his hair to comfort him.

He held her like that for a long while, relishing the tranquility of her protective arms as she continued to brush his hair. But then she tried to break away and he held onto her firmly. “Don’t.”

She smiled, giving him a soothing pat as if to assure him she would be back. She walked over to her ipod and scrolled down to a song. She knew exactly which she wanted. She pressed in number 14- It’s not goodbye, Laura Pausini. Its tune pervaded the silence, filling the air in the bedroom with its melancholic lyrics.

“Anne?” He lifted his eyes up at her.

She extended her arms. “I believe I promised you a dance.”

He rose up to his feet and walked up to her, resting his hands on her hips. She wound her arms around his neck, her head leaning into his shoulder as he began to sway to the soothing sounds of the song.

And what if I never kiss your lips again, or feel the touch of

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