NOT AGAIN!

**Rebecca’s story**

Something was happening with my legs. I knew instantly that something was wrong. As soon as I woke up the day before the gala, where Dominic was dreaming of me walking in on his arm, I couldn’t feel my legs again.
Then I realized that even my eyes hurt from the bright morning sunlight coming through the window. It was so intense I had to close my eyes. Maybe even try walking up to the window and closing the curtain.
How hard could that be? Dominic was not here to help, but I believed I could handle it.
I pulled the blanket aside and revealed my legs. They seemed numb now, but I needed them to move. I was still wondering how they listened to me yesterday as I prepared for Dominic’s surprise. Maybe I was pushing myself too hard and today was difficult to leave my bed. I was a little scared, but I helped myself with my hands and lowered my legs one by one, lifting myself up. Now came the hard part, the walking. I rested my hands on the edge of the mattress and pushed so hard until I felt my legs supporting me. With baby steps, I walked a little further. I could see the curtain in front of me. That was where I had to go. And I would. With all my strength, I moved one foot in front of the other. Okay, Becca, you almost made it! But when I was so close, my stupid legs failed me. I fell down so hard and noisy that I broke a vase on the bedside table. A scream of pain and disappointment escaped my lips.
“Oh, God...” I screamed from the depths of my soul, resenting the fall. I was still in denial. How come yesterday I was fine and today I wasn’t?
I heard Dominic’s hurried footsteps coming into my room. The door swung open, banging against the wall.
“God, Rebecca, are you okay?” He rushed from the door directly to me.
“I don’t know...”
The words stuck stubbornly in my throat and refused to come out. I could only wonder why the hell this was happening to me? I could feel my nerves testing me and winning.
When I saw Dominic, I couldn’t hold back my tears. He knelt in front of me and I allowed myself to lie in his arms. “I was just trying to get to the window... I don’t know what was happening to me… I can’t feel my legs...”
“What do you mean? How come you can’t feel your legs?”
Somehow his question, as normal as it could be, triggered a war, a storm in me. And I burst out.
“Exactly as you heard. I wonder the same thing. Why was I fine yesterday and today the damn paralysis came back? I’m sick of this nonsense!” I screamed and my crying turned wild.
Since I couldn’t understand how my body functioned, I tested its limits. I grabbed onto his clothes with my last strength and tried to pull myself up.
Dominic immediately understood what I wanted to do and backed me up with his body and arms until I was on my feet, but shaking.
“Rebecca, please slow down a little! You’re going to hurt yourself. Look, I don’t know why this is happening, but we’ll find out. We’ll go to Declan again for tests, but right now try to calm down and don’t push yourself” His calmness at this point brought me to the edge.
“Stop telling me to calm down,” I screamed in pain, feeling like I was fighting with myself. “I kept calm all these months. Hell, I had even been so patient that I could only count the days until I would return to my old self again. I endured all the damn pain and for what? For nothing!”
Suddenly, I lost control a bit. In my attempt to walk, I was practically dragging Dominic behind me. Poor man, when I saw I had no chance of budging his massive body, I started a storm of punches into his chest. I was already feeling much better and he let me continue until I calmed down again. I abandoned myself to his embrace after I got tired.
And that was the moment I wanted to happen again. I felt his index finger under my chin, lifting it up. Time stopped. His tall posture was so close to me I could feel his breath warming my lips. As if on instinct, I opened mine. I was about to let this man kiss me. Because that’s what he was going to do, wasn’t he?
I enjoyed the moment, closing my eyes and drowning in his manly cologne that was already driving me insane. He was practically holding me in his arms because I didn’t have that much stability. This man was powerful. I swallowed dryly as I felt him close the space between our lips. Now I was hungry for his mouth. I wondered what magic he could do with it. My guilty imagination went wild, thinking of his playful tongue. I just wanted him all over my body. Now so horny, I could feel moans of pleasure and lust coming from me. I was exploding with desire and when Dominic got so close that our lips touched, a warm, sweet ache ignited between my tights.
As if I had a switch, I moved even nearer, giving him the opportunity to start the kiss. After what seemed like centuries of waiting, he possessed my mouth with such lust, pushing his tongue deep into my mouth. I received him with such ease and naturally, that the daring and without limits kiss of the beginning turned into a gentle one, where our lips and tongues played with each other, chaining, exploring and tasting every inch, leaving me breathless. His slow pace almost threw me over the edge of pleasure. If he could do that with just a kiss, I wondered what he could do if he got fully involved?
With each thrust of his tongue, I curved along his hard body, feeling through the dress every hardened part of him. At some point, I totally merged with him, taking him in through all my pores. I was literally breathing him in. This was insane. Suddenly, he started walking towards the bed, laying me so gently on it, not letting go of my mouth for a second. I was still taking part in it like crazy, moving my hands on his back now, pulling his shirt off. What was I doing? For now, he hadn’t stopped me. Would he let me go through with it?
Oh, well, I just had to ask! Because the moment he was shirtless, he stopped me. He parted his lips from mine. An icy chill ran through me as if he’d left me outside on a winter morning.
“You don’t want to do this, Rebecca!” He stopped me and looking deep into his eyes, I deepened into the same red color as molten lava. This was already becoming more than I could understand.
I remained silent and a little annoyed that he pulled away. I wished he’d kept going. Would I have had the guts to go through with it? Without another word, he left the bed and, perhaps, went back to the kitchen.
When I woke up alone, a million thoughts ran through my mind. The desire wasn’t gone entirely; it was still there, refusing to fade away. The truth was, I didn’t want those feelings to go away.
Was it possible to get back in a wheelchair? I clung desperately to the hope that it would not happen.
Dominic left the room so quickly that I could hardly recover from what had just happened between us.
It was still morning when I picked up the crutches, I had purchased a little after I recovered and walked a bit.
“I’m ready to go!” I said from the top of the stairs, going down one at a time. Dominic understood exactly where and already dressed in his suit, a mix between casual and elegant. This color, dark navy blue, suited him so well.
“Come and have a cup of coffee and we’ll go,” he replied so formally, leaving me with the impression that he had forgotten all the fuss in my room.
I obeyed him, settling gently in my chair. But my thoughts were so erratic that I could hardly concentrate on this wonderful liquor. In particular, this sudden change in him came to mind, and I didn’t just mean the change in eye color. But that was what intrigued me the most.
There was no way I could take my eyes off him and the more I looked at him, the more questions I had. Dominic Stone was becoming an enigma, a riddle that had to be deciphered as soon as possible. This will probably be my next mission as soon as I return to my old life.
“Not before you tell me why the red eye color?”