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Everything I a me naked His eyes don’t stray from mine for a second, not even as his body slams into ht I’rasping, but I can’t make it over, the release waits just out of reach

"Corowls, jaw clenched "Dammit, Jules… comes for uttural cry echoing out across the bay His body is suspended above aze flash, and the first wave of release roll across his face He cries out, wordless, shuddering into h to breakwith his as the stor into the deep blue darkness of his soul

We collapse together, li on for dear life And as I drift in the breathless afterglow of the best fking orgasht forms from the mindless pleasure, and wraps me in its undeniable truth

I’one

CHAPTER ELEVEN

I wake to an unfa sensation, the steady roll of the waves outside the cabin I lay confused for a moment, my eyes still shut Then the ache ofthat happened last night co back tosex

E like our very lives depended on it

I sit bolt upright with a gasp and look around I’m alone on the narrow bunk in the tiny cabin, the sheets twisted around my nad body I told Emerson there was no e’d both fit to sleep here, but he just sht on top of his body I drifted off with his ar on his chest, lulled to sleep by the steady drum of his heartbeat and the slow roll of the boat on the waves

The cabin is e boat things I scooch back down on the bunk and let out a satisfied yawn I can feel every hs res we did up there on deck--and then again, here on the bunk, just as ravenous, until sleep finally took over us

I drift there a while, sleepy, still wrapped in the lazy, delicious after-glow When I surface again, there’s still no sign of Emerson in the cabin I check ain I find my sundress in a heap on the floor and pull it over ht sunshine up on deck "Emerson?"

I look around He must have sailed us back to Cedar Cove so, because we’re tethered up back by a dock at the harbor But the boat is empty

I feel a cold stab of fear

No, I tell myself quickly He wouldn’t have left you He’s probably just off getting breakfast so us up some coffee

Thatback donuts Then I go back below deck and tidy up the cabin,my underwear from the corner of the room When I can’t distract myself any more, I cli the distant strea the shore--and trying like hell to ignore the flutter of anxiety rising in lance athiht to voicee, but my words freeze in my throat What can I say?

‘Where the hell are you? Why did you leaveup without speaking My happy afterglow is gone Now, there’s nothing but frozen panic seeping throughin ht to keep it at bay and not jump to conclusions, but still, I can’t stop the cruel whispers taunting in ain Just like the last tie, and I snatch it up, eagerly clicking through to find a text fro for anotherelse comes This is it

OK, I try to tellhappened with the bar, he’d have to go--he’s the boss He probably didn’t want to wake ht, so left ht? Considerate

I try to ignorefears, and fetch plank to the docks It’s a short walk to Jilad I wore flats I stop by the coffee place, and pick up a couple of lattes, then head into the dayti further inside It doesn’t look like there’s any crisis It’s e, with delivery crates stacked up against the bar "Es open and I turn with a jolt, but it’s Garrett who backs through, hoisting a box of beers "Hey kid," he puts the box doith a grunt "You looking for the boss"But what about the e, ot in and doesn’t know…