My Soul Is Yours by E. L. Todd

Author:E. L. Todd [Todd, E. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-03-15T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Silke

Pike and I had returned to normal after our strained conversation. He never told me he loved me again, and he never hinted that he might. He kept the conversations light, and he always made me laugh.

Being with him was like having a best friend. We did everything together, and sometimes I would watch him paint for hours. There was a comfortable companionship between us. Sometimes we didn’t speak to each other all day. Words were unnecessary.

The sex was awkward at first. The first time we did it after he dropped the L bomb on me, it was all I could think about. I remembered the way he said it as he moved inside me. I saw Arsen’s face as it happened. Guilt, however inexplicable, flooded through me. Arsen was a selfish jackass that never cared about me, so why the hell wouldn’t he leave my mind? The only time he ever told me he loved me was when I forced him to. How could I possibly even think about him after all this time?

My mind was starting to play tricks on me. When I retrieved my sweater from my parents’ house, I could have sworn that the material smelled like him. Arsen had a distinct scent. He never wore after-shave or cologne, so his smell was a mixture of his natural masculine scent and bar soap. As soon as I touched the sweater, the smell flooded my nose. Arsen immediately came to my mind. There was no room for misinterpretation. I knew his scent anywhere.

But how was that possible? It wasn’t. It was a creation of my imagination. I made it all up in my head. But why? When I went to bed, I wore the sweater and cherished the scent. After a week went by, the scent faded then disappeared. The pain was so strong it was like I lost him all over again.

What was wrong with me?

Why was this happening?

Was I crazy?

I was over Arsen, so why did I treasure his scent on his sweater?

Then I started hallucinating. I was jogging a few blocks from Central Park, and I reached a private school that had nice landscaping around. Unfortunately, I got there right when school ended. Kids flooded the sidewalk, inhibiting my jog. I was afraid I’d run into one and knock them over. But then I heard a sound that caught my attention.

“Daddy! You picked me up today.”

“I did, sweetheart.”

I turned and watched a large man in a suit kneel down and embrace his daughter. His shoulders were broad with muscle, and his arms were thick and ripped. Even under his expensive suit, I could see the definition. He was a powerhouse. And he had dark brown hair. I could only see his back, but his voice was unusually familiar.

I watched them together, and for a moment, I could have sworn it was…him. That voice, that hair…everything reminded me of him. But Arsen wasn’t that large. He’d always been toned and strong, but he’d never been so thick.

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