Sage Bradshaw has been a nomad for as long as she could remember. She's met creatures like her along the way but never found herself a home. She never found a place where she thought she belonged. She always traveled and loved to see what the world...
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14: Ruminate
» Because I don't know where you're going But do you have room for one more, troubled soul? «
A smile tugged at my lips as I remembered. My eyes fluttered open once the light hit my face. The morning sun peaked past the window curtains as the birds sang their morning tune.
The images of last night flashed through my head. The tender kisses that trailed from my earlobe down to my collarbone. His trembling fingers unbuttoning my top, and hands sliding up my skirt. Our fingers interlocked as he thrust himself inside me. Loving, lustrous sounds escaped our lips that only we witnessed. Our eyes were locked onto each other.The sensations that coursed through our veins were phenomenal. His touch was gentle yet demanding. The way our bodies melted into each other other... Unbelievable. I smiled into my pillow some more.
Beside me, I heard him stir awake. His fingers run down my spine. Once his finger landed on the small of my back, he wrapped his strong arm around my waist. He pulled me into his chest and buried his smile into my hair. His lips left light kisses on my head as I cuddled closer to him.
Warmth.
He was so warm. I never wanted to leave. Everything about this moment was perfect, beautiful... I never wanted it to end. His embrace made me feel safe from the rest of the world; nothing could hurt me. My protector, my lover.
...my Emmett.
I jolted out of my self induced trance. My eyes gazed at the scenery before me. A sea of green as I stared down the area. I found the nearest cliff from the house. It reminded me of the same spot Emmett and I first spoke. Similar to the place Jasper and I confessed our feelings to each other. I sucked my teeth in and played with a patch of grass beneath me. Why would I think about that now?
Sometimes my mind wandered off to memories of yore. Why they'd go to Emmett was beyond me. I haven't thought of him like that for decades. I had wondered where he went all these years but I never recounted the intimate memories of our time together. Nostalgia washed over me at the thought of my human days. It felt dirty to replay those intimate moments in my head; as if I had just cheated on Jasper. Of all the years we've been together, we've never spoke about past relationships. I never questioned what happened with Maria. Mainly because I didn't want to picture what another woman around him would be like. Neither had he questioned mine and Emmett's. Rosalie has to live with that. If she was bothered; it never showed. Anger washed over me after the initial distaste.
Emmett ruined the tranquility which we lived in. It's as if a clear glass shattered over what we had. But why had I been so riled up? That stupid comment left a bitter taste in my mouth. Over what? We had spoken about something I brought up, have I wondered what would've happened?
