Sweet Surrender

~A debt to collect~ Part 2

For a moment time stood still as she looked up at him. Her brown eyes were stormy with anguish at his taunting words . Her pink lips trembled before she bit down on her bottom one. Tears swam in her eyes and he reached for her, but she swatted his hand away.
“Don’t touch me," she shook her head.
  Without another word, she turned and ran out of the library's into the foyer and up the stairs. He flinched when the door slammed behind her . He closed his eyes and fought the yearning to go to her.

He stood there for some time before moving away from the door and walked back inside the library straight to the decanter of Brandy. Not bothering to pour it in a glass, he decided the full decanter would do away with his miserable existence.
He hoped.

She raced to her room and flung herself on the bed, willing herself to calm her racing heart, but instead she lay staring at the ceiling, trying desperately not to cry.

She wanted him. Even now, when she should hate him.
Every time she closed her eyes she saw his face, remembered his touch, the feel of him close to her.

When he appeared before her in the library that was proof that despite her attempts to not be affected by his presence , her body responded to him against her will. Her willpower was useless around him. It would have been easier to give in to him.

God she loved him and hated him all the same. The memory of seeing him with Alicia after the wicked thing they did that night crushed her.
She closed her eyes, wondering how she could possibly forgive him for that.
She couldn't.
She tightly closed her eyes and felt a warm tear escape. The pain in her heart found its way back and the dull ache consumed her.
She needed to get away from here, more now than ever... now that Raynaud found her, she wouldn't be safe. She had no one to confide in and no where to go. Either way Adrian would never let her go and she couldn't get him involved. That much was clear. But what was she to do?
She was bound to him by law?
Until she married.
Or....
Eloped....
The thought made her heart race faster. The only way to leave...to escape... Was to Elope.
But could she do it?
Her mind wondered and her thoughts swirled. She had to plan all of this carefully.
But with who? Her mind rolled through with all of the potential candidates for her crazy plan.
Jonathan Brascombe
She swallowed hard. To elope with him would be cause for her ruin. It was a one step attempt and no returning after that. She would leave and never look back even if that meant never seeing Adrian again.
She gasped.
Never see him again...
She threw the words so many times in his face to hurt him. But deep down in her heart she never meant it. But then again why pine over something that she could never have or someone she could only love from afar?.
She slowly raised a finger to her temple that now ached. She was overwhelmed with so much.
But her decision was final.
She would elope.
She would try to convince Jonathan to elope.
She would leave this home and Adrian forever. The pain in her chest squeezed tightly that she let out a breathless sob.
She wasn't strong enough for this but she had to do this.
With that life changing thought  on her mind, she turned her face into her pillow and cried until exhaustion and sleep claimed her.

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Morning came soon enough and he reluctantly met the intrusive sun light with a splitting headache, a pounding arousal in his loins and a moan. He opened his eyes and cursed tossing his forearms over his eyes. Emphasizing the pounding in his head.

He knew his splitting headache  would dissipate by midday but he had no way of taking care of his other affliction that throbbed in agony to be satisfied.

By her.

Adrian cursed and sat up annoyed as he pressed his back against his pillows. With a deep breath he leaned his aching head back and closed his eyes remembering his dream.