Six Degrees of Seperation (Book Two in the Glen Power Series)

Chapter 9

I look around us. We're at a park. There's no one in particular here. No special event. In fact, it's just your bog standard kids park, that's full of loud kids running around screaming and screeching. There is absolutely no obvious reason for me to be here.

Mark chuckles and gets out of the car. I hate him today. I really do. And yet I'm stupid enough to follow him.

“And why are we here, exactly?”

“You'll see.”

“No. You tell me now.”

“I don't think I will.” That grin...that fucking grin...

“If you're wasting my fucking time...”

“Oh, I'm not.” He heads over to a wall and leans against it. “Make yourself comfortable.”

“Comfortable? Comfortable?! You've taken me on a fucking pointless ride to a kids playground, with no explanation, with a grin that I would love to smack right off your face, and you expect me to get comfortable? You have no idea how I'm feeling today.”

“Clearly not. But I know you're going to cheer up.”

“There's nothing that you can do to make me feel better.”

“Trust me, this will work.”

“Why are you so fucking cocky?”

“Another Irish trait.”

“Stop fucking mentioning that you're Irish!” I'm shouting now. “You keep going on and on and on about being Irish! I know you're Irish! I can't escape the fact! It's all that goes around in my head when I hear your fucking voice! And all I want to do is see my Irish boyfriend! The one that I haven't seen in three months! You get to see your beloved Rina every fucking day, and what do I get? A Skype phonecall! You don't know how fucking lucky you are, you Irish bastard! I'd kill to be in your shoes!”

Mark's shit-eating grin never faltered at all. I storm right over to him.

“Stop! Fucking! Grinning! You're doing my fucking head in! Why d'you Irish fuckers always grin? I can't fucking stand you! Fuck you! Fuck all you Irish fuckers!”

“Are we really that bad?”

I go to scream at him again, but I stop. His mouth didn't move. He didn't say that. The voice came from behind me. I slowly turn around, the only sound in my ears is the pounding of my heart.

All the breath is taken right out of me. My knees go weak. Tears gush down my face and I cover my mouth with my hand. This can't be real. It can't be real.

Glen. Glen is stood right in front of me. Hands in his pockets, dressed in the outfit he knows drives me insane, with the biggest smile on his face.

“Go get him,” Mark whispers in my ear. He doesn't have to tell me twice. I'm running at him so fast that he barely has the time to take his hands out of his pockets before I crash into him. Our lips lock, our hands wander, and all my anger is washed away. My baby has come back to me. He's here with me. I'm kissing him, touching him, holding him. It's real. Not a dream.

“You're here.”

“I'm here.”

“Why?”

“I got a job. My things are all on the way. I'm moving to America. We're going to be together again.”

“Oh God, I love you,” I whimper into his lips. “I love you. I love you so much.”

“I love you too.”

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The drive back must be really awkward for Mark. Me and Glen can't keep our hands off of each other. I've waited for this moment since he walked through that door and away from me. How can anyone expect me not to throw myself at him?

I can feel him chuckling against my lips, feel the shape of his grin on my neck. It's magical. He's really here. This isn't a dream any more. This is real life. I love it. I love him. Oh Glen.

“Get out, you sickening things,” I hear Mark tease. “Go do nasty, nasty things to each other. Just keep away from my things.”

I drag myself away to look at him. The smugness on his face no longer makes me want to kill him. In fact, I could kiss him. I can't believe he planned something so amazing for me. I think the mood I was in made the whole thing even better. I smile gratefully at him.

“Thank you.” There's nothing else to say. Words can't describe the happiness I'm feeling. Why try to make an elaborate speech when all that needs to be said is simple?

“Don't worry about it.” He grins. “Now go. I can't stand the sight of you sucking face in front of me for much longer.”

The door behind us has barely closed before we let our emotions take over. The passion and need between us sends sparks flying. Clothes litter the floor as we stumble blindly to the bedroom in a state of heightened frenzy. He pushes my back against the door and runs his teeth along my jaw. Oh God, that feeling...

“Missed this,” he growls. The vibrations run through me, sending shivers down my spine. I unwillingly dig my nails into his back, and the reaction it brings makes my knees go weak. He recaptures my lips and swallows the groan before I can even make it.

The door swings open and we crash onto the bed, tangled up in one another. I relearn every single part of him, relishing each freckle and hair on his body. It's been so long since we've done this. But nothing seems wrong. It's so right. So. Fucking. Right.

When it's all over, I can feel our hearts beating the same rhythm. Our breathing sings a beautiful song in between the now gentle kisses we exchange. His hand tangles itself in my hair, gently tugging in the way that he knows soothes me. He hums contently with a soft smile.

“D'you know how perfect you are?” he whispers. I nibble his lip, ignoring his comment. “I don't know how I managed to be away from you for so long. This is just...” He grunts happily as I kiss him. His arms tighten protectively around me and he hums. That hum. I love that sound.

“I've missed you so much,” I whisper.

“I've missed you too.”

“You've got perfect timing, you know.”

“Hmm?”

“Your hoodie has just stopped smelling like you. And now here you are. It's like you knew.”

He kisses my nose with a smile.

“I'm too good.”

“Yeah. You're perfect.” We lay gazing into each others eyes. “Don't ever leave me again.”

“Never.”

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A/N - So there you go guys. You were all right! Glen is back! What d'you think? Was that a nice reunion? I actuallhy had a lot of fun writing the argument scenes between Mark and Emie. I can just imagine Mark saying half of the stuff too! What d'you want to happen in the next few chapters? Let me know by commenting. And if you liked it, please vote. It means a lot to me, as you well know. I've enjoyed writing this story a lot. I'm finding it a little more difficult to write than the first. But yeah. Next chapter should be up soon too! Thank you all my followers. You rock. Much love x