Amelia had everything- family, friends, a promising future- the sky was the limit. But just like that everything was taken from her. One moment she's planning her high school graduation party the next she's laying on a therapist's couch. It was as i...
The world in front of me had fallen to pieces because this man made me see stars. He slid his arm under me and pulled me close against his damp chest. A moment passed as our heavy breathing eased. A satisfied smile displayed across his mouth making my stomach flutter. Reality slowly started to creep in.
Holy shit. I just had sex with my boss. My whole body was still buzzing like I could still feel him moving inside of me. As happy as I wanted to be there was still a sense of uncertainty hiding in the back of my mind. What did this all mean? Were Elijah and I officially together? Or, was this really just a one night thing?
Before all this happened I had revealed to him the darkest parts of my life. This man hadn't danced around the subject to spare my emotions like the others. Unlike the rest, he wasn't afraid of what he'd found.
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Elijah's arms tightened around me.
"Amelia," spoke in a low voice.
I tilted my head up to meet his heated gaze. "Yes?"
"Does my age really bother you?"
Of all the things I was expecting him to ask me, this was the furthest from my mind. Back when I first did my research, my eyes wandered to a page that gave a tiny blip of information about his personal life. Along with being born and raised in the state of Virginia, I found out that he was born in 1985.
I could recall Aralyn's incredulity.
"1985?" She gasped. "Holy shit, Amelia. That makes him almost a whole ten years older!"
The oldest guy Aralyn had ever been with was only four years older than us. Well, that is until she hooked up with her English professor. And come to think of it, I'm sure Seth wasn't that much younger than Elijah either.
I suppose the age difference was a little odd. I mean he was twenty seven when I was only eighteen. And hell when he was nine, I wasn't even born yet. But, did that really bother me?
"No," I answered, shaking my head. "Does my age bother you?"
I couldn't keep myself from thinking back to when Ms. Cross commented on my age. Her pursed lips and snide remarks almost discouraged me from ever being close to him. Was I too young for a guy like him? Christ, it was situations like this where I wish I still had my mother's advice.
His fingers traced delicate patterns on my back. It felt like I was falling under a trance with each delicate caress. With each touch my worries melted away.
"Amelia, I want you just the way you are."
Maybe that's because he doesn't fully know who you are. Once he figures it out I'm sure he'll be running for the hills. Just like everyone else.
My body tensed at the malicious words but slowly eased from Elijah's continuous touch.
His voice sounded drowsy as he continued to stroke my back. "You're finally mine."
