Confer, Lorelei - Deadly Revenge (BookStrand Publishing Romance) (25 page)

Chapter 48

Tory packed the remainder of her bags in the car and was ready to go the night before. All she had to do was shower in the morning and drop the keys off to Trevor. Maybe she could get Dave to do that for her.

Dave had left the house again shortly after their talk although his SUV remained parked beside her car. He must have gone for a walk in the bitter cold.

Tory was exhausted and wanted to get an early start in the morning. She went to bed early. It felt good to lie down. She closed her eyes but sleep did not come. She heard Dave come in and take his boots and coat off and head up the stairs. She feigned sleeping so they wouldn’t have to have another argument.

She heard Dave undressing and felt his weight on the bed when he got into bed beside her. Their bodies didn’t touch. She yearned for his caresses just one last time, to say she was sorry, she would stay with him, but she couldn’t, she had to leave. If he could only love her like she loved him, she would stay without a question. But how could he really love her if he couldn’t even say so? She turned on her side but his back was toward her. She again tried to sleep.

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In the middle of the night Dave awoke to the sound of Tory sobbing. Thinking she was having a bad dream he attempted to caress her and she lunged into his arms. She cried out, “I love you, Dave, please come with me. I don’t want my old life back without you in it.”
He kissed her cheeks and wiped her tears away. He kissed her lips, her neck, and her ears. He caressed her breasts until both were fully erect and alert, so sensitive. His hand moved lower to the apex of her thighs and her womanly curls.

“Will you make love with me one last time?” she asked.

He didn’t answer, didn’t have to. He was already holding her so close, so tight, it was inevitable. His hand found her opening and he entered one finger, then two. Tory clung to him for dear life, trying to embroil their actions in her mind forever. He slowly got her ready for him and then entered her swiftly. Their tongues tangled with lust as they matched each other’s rhythm in the age-old act of sex. But this was much more meaningful, for both of them. Knowing it would be the last.

She couldn’t stay and he wouldn’t go.

Chapter 49

Early the next morning when Tory woke up, Dave was gone. His SUV was gone but his clothes and personal things remained. After scraping ice from the windshield of her car and packing her few overnight items she made one more pass through the house. The house that held too many happy memories and so many sad ones, like now.

She got in her car and headed to her mother’s to say good-bye to her and to Sue’s family who were all waiting for her. She didn’t see Dave to say good-bye.

At her mother’s, Anne and Sue both were crying. They had enjoyed Tory’s company over the summer so much they didn’t want her to go. Sue always thought Tory belonged in the mountains anyway. After quick hellos and fast good-byes Tory made her way out of town. She remembered her first drive into town with dear sweet Dave following her and helping out with the accident. What a way to meet a man.

She looked into her rearview mirror and saw in the distance a large black vehicle behind her. It frightened her. Memories of the past, bitter and sweet, all returned. She again had the feeling of being followed. How could this be happening to her again?

Tory slowed her car and pulled into the next available gas station not too far out of town. The black vehicle followed her there as well, but now that she was closer she saw it was Dave. Couldn’t leave town without saying good-bye, after all.

She rolled down her window as he approached her car.

“Tory, please don’t go. Stay with me throughout the winter. I talked to Trevor and he said we could rent the town house month-to-month, so whenever we get this settled and know where we’re going we can go, together. But I want us to be together. I love you, and I don’t want to be without you.”

Tory stared at Dave’s mouth as he spoke and when he said the much-awaited-for three little words she began to tremble.

“I don’t want to go either, but I want you to love me. I’ve been waiting my whole life for someone like you to come along and sweep me off my feet and love me,” Tory said through trembling lips.

“I do love you, Tory. But actions should always speak louder than words. Let’s go back to our place and I’ll show you how much I love you!”

Tory opened the door, jumped out, and launched herself into Dave’s arms.

“I love you so much, Dave.”

THE END

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