Part 30

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Gems pov-

"Why are you screaming at me!?" I shout, my palms are sweaty and my heart is pounding so hard I could collapse any moment.

He looks me in the eyes, him standing a short distance from me. He reaches out, grasping both of my shoulders in his hands and he pulls me forward.

In a split second our lips connect. I instantly give in and tangle my fingers in his hair. His hands slowly trail down my sides finding their way to my hips and resting there for a moment before moving again.

Eventually his hands found a place, one hand at the base of my neck, his arm pushing me against him from my back and the other hand rested on my bum.

I pull back from the kiss and gasp as he starts to kiss down my jaw. He trails all the way to my collar bone earning a faint whimper from me that I quickly stop. He slowly picks his head up until his lips are right by my ear.

"Because I didn't want you to leave." He whispers then rests his forehead on my shoulder. I stand there for a moment shocked then let my instincts take over.

I start to kiss below his ear and kiss a line down to the collar of his shirt, earning a shocked gasp from him. I slowly lead my lips back up, following his jaw line and he loses it. He pulls me back into kissing him on the lips and we quickly get more comfortable and the heat rises.

I push him against the near by wall and he quickly flips us so I'm not in control. I push my body forward away from the wall but he only pushes back ,keeping me in place.

I squirm slightly out of the fact I'm not used to not having any power what so ever. I don't stop my fidgety little movements until he places both hands on my hips and makes me stop moving. I breathe in the scent of his cologne as he kisses along my neck and everywhere my t-shirt will allow.

I drag my hands up his arms, feeling every muscle move and every little involuntary flinch of his body. I tug at his shirt slightly but he moves my hands out of the way and begins to slide my shirt up instead of his. I quickly help him in hopes that it will make him take off his sooner.

I pin myself against him, pulling back from the kiss and staring at him. I muster up my power in his state of confusion and make us trade places again. I slowly unbutton his flannel as a tease, me never breaking our eye contact.

As soon as I finish I toss the shirt aside as he did mine. I glide my hands over his chest and slowly down him until I reach his pant button. I then again reignite the kiss. Just as I'm about to unbutton his pants too he pulls back from my lips and uses both hands to caress the sides of my face, forcing me to look him in the eyes.

"Don't leave me." His eyes shone sincere and every bone in my body was begging for him and for me not to leave him.

"I won't, not if I can help it." I answer.

He stays silent for a moment. "But you can't help it this time."

I have no time to process and my head gets whipped around earning a sickening crack, that's when I wake up.

I scream, from shock, from pain, from terror. Quickly a hand shoots over my mouth and I realise where I am. The cologne and familiar soft sheets against my skin.

"Gem, Gem, are you okay?" Preston pleas to me and I stop screaming but feel tears hot in my skin. I panic, scooting away from him.

"No! No! Stay away from me." I cry, my voice trembling. I get out of the bed and stumble to the first wall I can find in the dark. I hear rustling of sheets then a dim lamp flicks on. Preston then follows my movement until he's beside me but I cower away from him.

He reaches up to touch the side of my face in hopes to calm me down but I only panic more.

"No! Don't touch me! You killed me, you tried to kill me! I-I c-c-can't." I weep.

"Gem. Gemma what are you talking about? I would never hurt you okay, I would never hurt you." He replies. His movements are much slower and steadier now.

"Uh-uh," I shake my head "no, you're going to hurt me, you're going to try and kill me! I can't trust you! You're just like everyone else!"

"Gemma... when did I hurt you? When did I try to hurt you?" He questions, his voice cracking.

"W-w-when you asked me not to leave you. You stopped kissing me just to ask me not to go then you kil-" I stop speaking. It was just a dream... and I just told Preston I had a dream about kissing him. "I-I-I-"

He takes my hands in his and I calm.

"I won't ever hurt you, not on purpose, never in my life time." He tells me. I nod.

I lean back against the wall until I gain composure then open my eyes to see him sitting beside me, watching me.

"What?" I ask.

"You dreamt you kissed me?" He asks, slightly shocked.

I nod. "Well, it was more like we kissed each other but yeah..." I answer, hoping to just joke it off but doesn't.

He takes a breath, his face showing his concentration on something. Slowly he sighs.

"C'mon, it's three a.m." Preston tells me then stands up, offering me a hand. I stand, feeling almost disappointed, almost rejected.

"I-I'm sorry." I whisper then walk out the bedroom door down the stairs and a hall to my bedroom.

Prestons pov-

She dreamt she kissed me, but she dreamt I hurt her. I wanted to kiss her, I wanted to take advantage of that moment but I couldn't, I can't. Lachlan is trying to be with her and her with him. I can't do that to her, and I can't ruin that friendship with him.

I lie in bed and think for the rest of the night... She really has no idea how I feel about her.

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