Chapter Eighteen - Thunder & Lightning

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Our flight landed late Friday evening and as we collected our bags, our driver held up a sign with BLACK written on it.

We loaded our bags and hopped into the back of the car. Tanner gave the address over to the driver and we set off towards his family home. I felt extremely nervous about whether or not his mother would like me, Tanner leant over and whispered "it will be okay, she's going to love you" he said reassuringly, taking my hand and giving it a light squeeze.

We arrived out the front of a large white home, surrounded by thick black gates. As we pulled into the driveway, I could see the lights inside the house were on, his mother had told Tanner she would wait up until they got to the house safe and sound.

Tanner unloaded our bags and carried them up to the door. The humidity in the air was extreme, I felt clammy and sticky and desperately wanted to have a shower. Just as we reached the door, Tanners name was being shouted as he was collected by a tall slender women with long brown curly hair, and tanned skin.

"mi bebe, como te he echado de menos la cara! [my baby, how I have missed your face]" she kissed him on either side of his face, staring at him for what seemed like forever. Tanner stepped back and turned to me, extending his hand to bring me forward.

" Mamá, esta es mi colega Luna. [mum, this is my colleague Luna], Luna, this is my mum Jacquelina" he said. he spoke in perfect Spanish and I tried not to think about how sexy that was. She stepped towards me, and eyed me up and down before kissing each of my cheeks.

"ella es muy bonita [she is very pretty]" she said, looking at me but addressing Tanner. He laughed as he watched my face, knowing full well I didn't understand what she was saying.

"She said hello and that she thinks your pretty" he translated. I cursed myself for not bringing a translation dictionary. He took our bags through the house and out into the back garden. A small building down the end of the yard caught my attention.

"I've arranged for you to stay in the guest house" he said while placing my bags down on the floor. Inside there was a small bathroom, living area and a seperate bedroom, which had massive glass doors overlooking the fields of some type of food growing out there. I turned to Tanner and he noticed my expression.

"I'll be staying in my old room" he said "I thought you might like to have some privacy while you're here" he finished.

To say I was disappointed was an understatement. I thought Tanner might have liked to be in the same room as me, but I let the thought go quickly.

"Thank you, I really appreciate it" I said, a small half smile on my lips. We had eaten dinner on the plane and the jet lag had kicked in hard. Tanner kissed me quickly before leaving me to shower. I threw on an oversized shirt a lacy pair of navy underwear before slipping into bed. I felt exhausted, and sleep overcame me quickly.

        BOOM

I shot upright in the bed and panicked for a split second not realising where I was. After a moment I remembered and reached over to flick the lights on. I touched the switch, but nothing happened.

A bright light flashed across the sky before a loud thunderous boom followed a moment after. Thunderstorm. Great. I had always loved thunderstorms, but not when I was sleeping, especially being in a new place.

Another flash of light came through the glass doors followed by the sound of thunder rumbling above the roof. I sat up in bed, contemplating what to do before pushing the covers off and stepping up to the glass doors. Pushing them open, the cool breeze rushed through the room, goosebumps rising on my arms as another flash revealed a dark figure in the yard. I watched and waited as another flash lit up the grass between the house and my studio, when I realised the figure was closer, and was running.

I stood still against the glass, when I realised it was Tanner. He was running towards me as another flash of lightening cracked in the air, electricity sparking off the power pole nearby. As he reached the studio, I realised he was shirtless, in his black boxer briefs and soaking wet.

He finally reached the glass doors where I was standing and stilled when he saw me. Stepping inside he calmed his breaths down and asked "are you okay?" I smiled at him.

"Yeah, the storm woke me up. I can't sleep through storms like this" as another bolt of lightening struck nearby. He guided me in further and closed the glass doors behind us. I reached for a towel I handed it to him to dry off. "Powers out too" he mentioned as he was drying off his hair.

"I know, I tried to turn my lights on but then I realised it must have gone out with the storm" I shrugged. He went to say something else before he stopped to look at me. His eyes travelled down my body and I realised my shirt had come up, revealing my lacy underwear. His breath caught, and desire pooled in his green eyes.

He stepped forward and closed the distance between us. My heart was beating wildly in my chest as his hands came up into my hair. He pulled my hair back ever so slightly before finally he claimed my lips.

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