Enslaving His Heart

6. Confessions

Michael rolled down the windows and turned up the radio. I looked to sneak a peek at him and his expression left me stunned. He looked so carefree, and smiling and I couldn't help but giggle.

"You think you're so funny," retorts Michael.

"No, I think I'm adorable!" I reply.

Michael lets out a chuckle and cruises down the freeway with ease. The scenery changes constantly, from the ocean to farmlands, to large grass fields. After driving for an hour or so, he pulls up to a small cabin and parks his car.

"This is where you want to take me?" I question.

"Please this is just the beginning," he replies with a mischievous glint.

For the next 15 minutes Miichael leads me through green trees and bushes until it finally opens up to expose a beautiful white sanded beach with ice blue waters. I gasp and it was Michael's turn to laugh. Vague images of this beach come to my mind and I look at Michael.

"I've bee here before right?" I ask. Michael furrows his eyebrows, "You don't remember? I thought bringing you here you remind you, guess it'll take more than letting you see the place, I'll just have to show you."

Michael walks over to me and picks me up bridal style and walks into the water, completely ignoring the fact that he was getting wet, and drops me into the water.

"Ahhhhh! What is it with the guys here that make them always want to dump into water?!" I exclaim.

"Oh no, the difference between me and Luke, is that I was the one who taught him to do that," whispers Michael in my ears.

I wrap my arms around Michael's neck and his eyes widen. I press my forehead against his and I feel him tense.

"And I know how to make a men freeze up," I respond.

I walk forward, still pressed to Michael and shivers crawl up my back. Stop it Audrey. I turn him so he faces the shore and I move him deeper and deeper into the water.

"Michael, what do you think of me?" I ask with false innocence.

"Audrey, what are you doing?" Michael asks, his voice wavering.

"Nothing, just answer my question," I reply. I reach down and bring his hands up to rest on my hips. God, he's amazing, what no, what am I thinking, bad Audrey! Michael closes his eyes and his hands tighten around my waist to pull me closer.

"Audrey, I think you're-" starts Michael.

At that moment, I push away and in blind confusion, Michael trips and falls over into the water. I starts laughing, but my body feels empty now and wonders what Michael would have said if I held onto him, but I dismiss that thought as quickly as it came into my head.

"-a devil when it comes to revenge," finishes Michael.

He stands up, dripping wet and I find myself closer to him than I would have liked. He quickly take a step back and clears his throat. A look of regret crosses his face, then is replaced with smile.

"C'mon, let's go to my beach house, and we cleanup," states Michael.

~MICHAEL'S POV~

The way Audrey whispered into my ears at the ocean affected me in ways in never could imagine. I can imagine her in my arms, her hips, her legs, kissing her, holding her, making her scream my name. I shake my head, damnit get your head out of the gutter!

"What clothes am I going to change into?" Audrey asks and I curse myself for not thinking ahead of time.

"Sorry, do you think you can wear some of my old clothes?" I ask.