Cougar Love - Sequel to Cougar Boss

Chapter 7

Dear old friends and new ones,

I find myself thinking about you and your desire for the continuation of Cougar Love... a sequel to Cougar Boss, which is available on Amazon, but time and distance, has made no difference.

So here I am, with a token of gratitude.

THE STORY CONTINUES.....

Olivia

"I need to take a trip back home," I said when I woke up.

Amelia's arms and legs were possessively wrapped around me in bed, almost as if she was afraid to let go.

Maybe she knew more than she was showing or telling.

Her son had threatened exposing my sexuality to my parents, and revealing the real cause of death that had led to my brother's demise.

"That's fine," Amelia said, taking a breath as we both sat up on the bed.

She made eye contact, and I nervously looked around the room as I tried to think. My brain sometimes slowed to another lower level when I was around her, especially when she was naked around me.

This time, as insecurities went, my crappy little house was on top, and my billionaire lover was in my bed.

"I'm coming with you," she said.

"What?" I asked in surprise.

I hated saying the words because I'd just woken up to her wonderful morning kisses all along my neck and cheek.

"Mrs. Gallagher..." I said.

She ran her soft fingers over my naked back, making it hard for me to think.

"Someone important just came back into your life," I said.

She looked at me and, without hesitation, asked, "Do you think she's more important than you?"

"I ... uh, I honestly don't know. Maybe we need this space. I haven't really been there for my family the way I should be since what happened..." I said.

I looked away, wondering when our lives would ever be normal. Would we ever be parallel?

"Is that how you truly feel?" She asked, "I know it's selfish to say," she added. "But I'm starting to be very selfish with your company, Liv."

My chest constricted. It was like the shrapnel moving closer to my heart could tell when I was lying because I felt the tightening in my chest again. I winced in unexpected pain, which indicated it was getting closer to my vital organs, if not already there.

My thought process was still compromised by her being in my small little place of mind and elsewhere, when I could still choose to live in a lavish furnished apartment or a penthouse.

It was all so overwhelming.

The love of her life had just come back from the dead.

Her son wanted to destroy me.

I was possibly dying.

Yet all that mattered to me was being with Amelia.

"I think it'd be necessary.... And I think it's what I want at the moment." I couldn't bring myself to tell her I needed to have surgery.

There were other forces at play that I couldn't control. Not that I wanted to. I needed comfort because I was so terrified, even though I was showing a brave face.

"I don't understand, Liv," she said in a low, sad, and confused voice.

"You wouldn't," I said, in stoic mode.

She needed to get back to her family, to her one true love.

I was just but a distraction.

I might have made her happy, momentarily, but could I really in the long run?

"What did I do?" she asked.

I almost broke into tears at the question. Mostly because it wasn't what I expected to hear from her.

"You didn't do anything, Amelia," I said reassuringly.

There was too much going on and I could only handle so much. It broke me apart, being unable to tell her that the bullet I had taken for her was possibly going to kill me. 

I was successful, I had reached the top of the ladder, but it was all so short-lived.

"Why do I feel like there is something more going on?" She asked.

"Amelia, Isabel showing up really rattled me... and I think it rattled you too. Your story together remains unfinished and I think you need closure." 

I got out of bed and dressed up. "I'm going to take some time off work and go back home. You need to stay here, figure out how you truly feel about everything. I love you, you know that. I'll still love you when this is all over."

I turned away from her when tears threatened to fall from my eyes. I couldn't tell her that this was the hardest thing I'd ever had to do. I left the room before she could see the pain on my face. Both physical and emotional.

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Please read the other stories I've recently published here on Wattpad.

Healing Touch - An emotional story (A queer story about a cancer patient and a hospital volunteer)

and

Please Touch Me There - A short story erotica (unexpected attraction between two women who never thought after a night of passion would ever find each other again).

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See you on Chapter 8 of Cougar Love.....