Anything For You

Part 17

Michael's inner thoughts

"I'm going to make some tea" I call to Jenna. I know she is in the bedroom changing her clothes and it would have been really great if I could help her. My thoughts about the beach house has been pushed to the back of my mind since we arrived at Steven's place this morning. I'm not sure what is going on but it sounds dangerous.

"Hey" Jenna says as she hugs me. I inhale her exotic fragrance as I bury my head in her neck. Her body molds to mine and I feel the familiar expansion in my jeans. My mouth finds hers and I can't help but think that she is trying to avoid the conversation about today's events.

"We are still talking about today" I whisper in her mouth and her body relaxes.

"Crap, I thought that you would forget and maybe we could just move on to you touching me again", she smiles at me like a little devil.

"Spill it devil woman." I joke with her.

"Okay" she sings and drags her feet in the direction of the bedroom like a small child.

"Oh hell no!" I yell at her. "To the lounge with you. What's wrong with you??" I laugh and watch her pull herself together and march to the sofa, plopping herself down. Her mouth is in a pout and dammit I want to kiss it.

"Tell me what the hell is going on" I demand keeping the tone of my voice calm.

Jenna's inner thoughts

"Alright" I frustratingly sing to him hugging my legs to my chest. My tactics to get him into bed and make him forget obviously did not work. Do I want to tell him everything or do I lie and give him a better version? Since meeting him I have found that being vocal about my thoughts doesn't affect him in the way it does other people. I kind of like it.

Michael sits in the chair opposite me and his eyes is very distracting. It is a sky blue colour, no more of an artic blue like the water trapped in a glacier. He sits there staring at me with his elbows on his knees, steam escaping from his mug of tea.

"So, who is Ricky McKinnon" he asks and for a fraction of a second I think about lying to him. What's the use, it's going to come out anyway. I go with honesty. A smaller version of it.

"I need you to be calm and have an open mind okay?" I say to him and I'm not exactly sure as to how I should start everything.

"Okay" he says sipping on his tea. His lips hugging the mug is distracting me.

"I'm going to tell you the short version okay." I say to him and he nods. "A couple of years ago, I met Ricky in a gym. He was a trainer in Muay Thai and we started training together." The thought of Ricky in my mind is disturbing and I see and feel the hairs on my arms stand up. I've never been afraid of anyone in my life but Ricky is not anyone. He is the devil himself.

Michael doesn't say a word. "Long story short, I introduced him to Candice and they hit it off until after a couple of months into their relationship, she tried to leave him. He became obsessed with her to the point where he tried to set her house alight with her in it. He was arrested and sent to jail. A few days ago he was granted parole and is now in the wind." That basically sums it up.

I mentally decide that it would be best if Michael didn't know the entire story.

"Okay, so what are your plans to find him then?" Michael asks and I'm not sure why but it seems as if he wants to help find Ricky but if I know Ricky the way I do, he is going to find us.

"It's my fault that this all happened and I need to keep her safe. I don't know what I'm going to do just yet. I have to think about it."

"You can't blame yourself for this Jenna, you didn't know that he was a psycho." He says to me as he stands up from the couch to sit next to me. He is so handsome and so wonderful. I can't believe that he wants to be with me through all my madness in the last couple of days.