Chapter 115: A Moment with You
Amaris POV
He stretched his hand at me, his eyes peered into mine and I was breathless, staring at his palm.
The ball was at the other end of my hand as I held his, right before my eyes, he began to run with me.
The cool breeze bath me in the field, my hair tossed all over my face and i couldn't breath properly.
"Flynn!" I called and he kept running that I ended up chuckling because we looked like teenagers trying to break free.
He stopped running and I almost rammed my body on him if I hadn't held my balance.
My heart beats fast and I had to rub my chest, trying to breath properly.
"What was that about?" I asked, flickering my eyes and trying to observe where I was.
We were at the stable and horses were whining, kicking their foot in the air and I got pertrified, hiding behind Flynn.
"Just a means to free your mind over what's about to come" he responded as I brush my hair behind with my fingers.
It somehow worked and I felt so relieved that I shook my head, just smiling and having to think that I wasn't alone.
He was making my day, we went on a horse ride and I wasn't good at it but he was sitting right behind me, to control the rein.
All I could think of is his hands beside my waist, his hot breath on me, his dick cushion on my butt and my body resting on his to feel him close.
When we got a brook, he had prepared something like a picnic date and I scoffed at him.
Balloons were decorated, I could see a cake, my favourite cookie.
"You're the least person I thought would be romantic..."
He jumped down from the horse and carried me down gently. His hands were now on my hips as he breath in and I squivered.
My body curved in his grip and his mesmerizing eyes were capturing my soul.
"Happy birthday Amaris"
Oh no! How did he know it was my birthday and it turns out I forgot. I couldn't help myself anymore.
This was too and not Flynn. Not even Caleb remembers it but he?
"How did you know?" I questioned, tensed and staring at his plump lips.
"Coincidence?" He responded rhetorically, break his hold from my waist and grabbed me gently to sit on the picnic mat.
Now I could read the inscription and the birthday wishes. Why didn't I come across since before Caleb.
He poured us two glasses of champagne, handed one to me and he gulp one while letting out.
His face looked calm and not that grumpy look he always wear. Flynn drew the cake that had one candle sitting at the top of the cherry cake.
"Make a wish" he whispers fluttering his eyes at me as I grin my teeth, placed my palms together and closed my eyes, then blew out the candle.
"What's the wish?" His voice lingered in my head, like a soothing whisper and I spur my eyes open.
It's meant to be a secret which I'd keep to myself. My only wish is to be loved and treated rightly.
"Tell me" he pressured, like a villian his eyes darkens as he lean his face forward.
I pushed his face aside and then burst into laughter at how eager he was to know my secrets.
I rolled his eyes in disappointment and I dug my hand in the cake and plastered the fondant cream on his face.
"Fuck! What was that for"
"For trying to be nosy!" I protested feeling so free around him. He should be the one I should dread here and i think i'm going insane.
He took a napkin, to wipe his face, wearing that disgusted face whenever things were messy.
He was a beat guy but how does he handle blood and killings?
"Come on Flynn don't be so boring" I beckoned taking more cakes pieces to throw at him.
"Stop amaris!" He barked but I wouldn't take his words seriously not until he grabbed my both hands and a spark flashes in his eyes.
I swallowed hard, quite scared and the only think of was how to run if he shows his real self.
However, he slam his lips on mine and part my lips quickly while exploring my mouth with his tongue.
I could taste the sweet bite of the cake as I went weak. He dropped my hands, inhaling and kissing me harder, his hands were on my shoulder blades and I whimpered.
He had to stop the kiss and look into my eyes, curious over something.
"What's wrong?" He whispers and I shook my head. To be sincere, it was the bruises I had sustained when Caleb angrily lashes at me.
He raised his head high, took my hand and suddenly rolled my sleeve.
I bite my teeth, feeling shy and broken as his eyes widened at the scars he was seeing on my hand.
Shyly, I shoved his hand away and rolled down my sleeve.
"Did that bastard do this to you!" He screeches with anger seething through him.
His vein tightens like he'd kill Caleb and I don't want that.
"No, it's just a fall..."
"Stop defending him!" He snapped and I shuddered, closing my eyes and breathing hard.
This is all a mess to begin with. Flynn raked his hair, rose up, kicked his legs in the air and growl.
"Shit! How can he be so irresponsible to his woman!" He cursed and for a reason, I couldn't stop him from lashing Caleb with curses like he'd cut off his dick if he does.
I stared at my hand, rise up and moved to meet him. He stopped soliloquizing and threw his face at me.
His eyes raged as he pant softly. Without any words, he drew me in for an embrace.
For a moment, time stopped, every pain was released and all I could think of was just staying in the arms of Flynn.
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