Vessa looked at her employees sadly. Vessa has always been a fair and loyal employer, but the respect from her employees doubled. It awed them that she was more concerned for their welfare than for her own.
“I’m sorry,” she told them. “Thanks for what we have accomplished," she paused bringing a trembling hand to her brow, I just can’t see my loyal employees without your careers, you have families, and...”
“Vessa!” Lynwood and Martin said with a warning tone.
“Thank you,” she said, “This meeting is adjourned.”
Everyone wished Vessa well and filed out. Lynwood pulled Eric aside. Edie and Izzy came in the room to see about Vessa.
“Mom they don’t understand, I can’t lose my stores, I just can’t. I have to stop the person buying up stock,” she cried frantically to Edie.
“Don’t worry Baby, Dad and Lyn will fix everything,” she promised.
Vessa head dropped on the table.
“Reserved one of the Ritz meeting rooms and we will continue there, Dad, and I will finish up.”
Eric shook his hand. “Good,” Eric said, “I’m sorry Lynwood, I tried to stop her, she little, but she has a mighty roar.”
“I know,” he nodded understanding, “Thanks, Eric.”
“Lynwood, get over here!” His mother called.
Lynwood rushed to the table and stooped down by the chair.
“Vessa!” Lynwood panicked. Her head rose, and a trickle of blood rolled from her nose. She coughed, and blood came from the corner of her mouth.
Lynwood rose and lifted her from the chair. The doctor arrived and barreled his way through the chaos.
“I don’t feel so good, Lynwood,” she admitted and passed out.
Lynwood panicked. “Mom, Dad!” He shouted.
“Lynwood laid her down,” the doctor ordered. Lynwood laid her on the table.
Blood trickled from her nose. The doctor examined her. He lifted her blouse; he saw a red mark on her bandage.
“Call 911, right now, we have to get her to the hospital, her rib punctured something, there’s internal bleeding.” The doctor looked at Lynwood. “What was she thinking; she should have never gotten out of bed.”
The ambulance arrived there in record time. Vessa transported to the hospital and taken to the ER right away.
Two hours later, Vessa was in a room, still asleep from the amnesia. Lynwood sat in the chair by her bedside, preparing himself for Vessa‘s meeting.
Vessa eyes opened slowly, seeing Lynwood. “Hey,” she said hoarsely out.
“How are you feeling Baby,” he asked.
“Sore.”
Lynwood bent and kissed her forehead. “Vessa, I’ll wait until you're feeling better, before I talk to you about this, go back to sleep.”
“I love you Lynwood."
He smiled. “I love you too.”
“You do?” She asked stunned.
“Yes, I do, I told you before.”
“I thought I dreamt it.”
“No Baby, I really said it and meant it, I think I loved you all the time but was just too stubborn to recognize it. You really put up with a lot from me didn’t you. I almost lost you Vessa; I can’t imagine my life with you. You and Marty are my life.”
“Lynwood, I was ready to accept you anyway with or without your love. I never stopped loving you, yes you did hurt me, but the love I feel for you surpasses everything.” He kissed her lips gently.
“I love you,” she said drowsily, and her eyes closed. Lynwood smiled.
Vessa lay quiet in the hospital bed. It has been two days since being admitted and now wanted to go home. She missed her baby, Mom, and Dad.
Lynwood entered the room and stood by the door with his arms folded across his chest with a very stern expression. He wanted to wait until she was stronger before he reprimanded for jeopardizing her health.
“Vessa…,” Lynwood spoke first.
“Lynwood I won’t apologize for trying to save my company,” she said folding her arms stubbornly. “I know it was wrong, but I wasn’t about to lose what my mother built.”
Lynwood remained silent. He approached her and laid several newspapers on her lap. She looked up at him with concerned. She opened one paper and read, then another. She looked up at Lynwood. She opened the Wall Street. The article read:
“VESSA'S Boutique Stock has turned Around
Overnight, Sales have Increased Placing the
Company High On
The Fashion Market.
Vessa grinned at Lynwood. “What happen?”
“Dad,” Lynwood stated simply returning her smile. Confused Vessa frowned. The door opened, and Martin walked in.
“Dad, what did you do?” Vessa asked as Martin approached her, bending to kiss her forehead.
“What are you talking about, Daughter?”
“Come on Dad” Lynwood said chuckling. “Vessa, fixing companies is his expertise, he not the sweet man you know and love when it comes to business.”
“And you had nothing to do with this Lynwood,” she asked, smiling.
“A little,” he admitted.
“Why?” She asked.
“Because we love you Daughter,” Martin stated with certainty.
“Thank you Dad,” she said humbly feeling truly loved.
“It’s my job,” Martin stated. “Don’t ever doubt us again, Baby, your family, and we take care of one another.”
“When can I go home?” She looked from one man to the other hopeful.
“I don’t know after the stunt you pulled, Miss,” Martin said and shook his head. “What do you say Son?” Martin replied sternly.
“I don’t know Dad, it seems they want to keep her until she is fully healed, which is about two months.” He looked around the pure white hospital room, “I guess we could probably get them to make the room a little more comfortable if she had to stay for another two months.” Lynwood added. Vessa frowned at them.
“Hey you two stop teasing her,” Edie said bustling into the room with a small suitcase. She went to the bed and kissed her forehead.
“How are you feeling Sweetie?” Mom said, “We’ve come to take you home. This time I will be there with you and you will not intimidate the nurses will you Honey?” Vessa shook her head, like an obedient child.
“Well alright you two, go outside while she dresses.” Edie ordered.
Vessa looked at Martin and Lynwood smugly, suppressing the urge to stick her tongue out at them.
Epilogue
The ivory silk lace nightgown she wore fit her small frame. She pulled her hair up in loose curls. The bedroom was lit with aromatic candles and a bottle of champagne chilling beside the bed. Vessa looked forward to this day ever since her cast was removed and she had made a full recovery of her injuries. Lynwood would be home tonight from a business trip and she had made plans to be at his home to greet him. They haven’t been intimated since the accident, and she craved Lynwood something fierce.
Vessa heard the door open; she sat in the center of his bed against the pillows with her legs pulled up under her.
“Hello Lynwood” she said softly, when he entered the bedroom. He looked so tired and drawn.
He smiled. “Mm..., I’m glad you’re here,” he said coming to the side of the bed. She came to the edge, standing on her knees in front of him. He cupped her face and kissed her gently. She began unbuttoning his shirt. “What are you doing?” He asked smiling.
“First,” she said sultrily, “I’m going to bathe you, then feed you and make love to you over and over.”
“Mm...,” Lynwood muttered tenderly kissing her mouth.
“So you are better now, we can…,”
“Yes.”
After she undressed him, she led him to the tub filled with fragrant hot water. Lynwood sank down in the hot water and closed his eyes with a sigh.
Vessa sat on the side of the marble tub soaping her hands and began to massage his chest, her fingers running through the small patch of h
air on his chest. Lynwood moaned softly. Her hands roam lower under the water gently stroking him.
“Vessa,” he whispered his deep dark eyes penetrating her soul. Impatiently, he pulled her into the water on top of him.
“Lynwood!” Vessa squealed.
He pulled the pins from her hair letting it fall down around her shoulders and then lifted the wet gown over her head.
“I need you now, Vessa,” he said huskily. She straddled him and he slipped into her. The two lovers were unmindful of the water that sloshed all around them as Vessa rode him. His hands rested on her waist holding her as he moved up into her. She cried his name repeatedly and together they found their pleasure. Lynwood showed all the love he had in his heart for Vessa, as he made love to her late into the wee hours.
Lynwood woke the next morning, rolling over to an empty side of the bed. He sat up quickly.
“Vessa!” He called. “Damn it Vessa! He shouted. She came back into the room carrying a tray.
“Why are you yelling?” She asked frowning.
“I thought..., nothing...,” he said sheepishly.
She walked to the other side of the bed and placed the tray on the bed. She looked so sexy with his PJ top on and her hair all disarrayed around her head. She sat down and they ate silently, after a brief Vessa spoke.
“I going to open a store in DC,” she stated. She rose to remove the tray from the bed.
Lynwood’s eyes studied her face.
“Yes, and?”
“Yes,” she said joining him on the bed.
“Which means I’ll be in Washington for about three or four months?”
“Vessa, that's a long time to be apart. I...,”
“Oh Lyn we’ve been apart longer than that and ...”
“This is different Baby,” he said pulling her down on the bed, laying half on and half off her. She looked up at him.
“I thought I’d rent a townhouse, Mom, Dad and Marty will come and you can join us on the weekends, then it won’t be so seem so long.”
Lynwood started to unbutton the shirt she wore, placing a kiss for each button he undid.
“Lynwood, are you listening to me?” Mm...” She sighed.
He had opened her shirt taking her breast in his mouth, while gently kneading the other. His mouth left her breast and traveling lower. He shifted his body until he lay between her legs. He looked up at her.
“I want to taste you Vessa,” he whispered huskily.
He moved to the opening of her body and circled her with his tongue, thrusting his tongue in her as if he had entered her. He heard the moaning and sipping sighs as she withered beneath his mouth. His tongue licked her as sensual flames grew inside her. She held her breath after each wave of pleasure consumed her. His mouth sucked the very core of her and she was lost in a whirlwind of rapture. With head fell back and eyes closed Vessa savored the marvel of the pleasure he was giving her moaning her pleasure deep in her throat. He was above her, inside her, her eyes opened for the next wave of pleasure, loving the feeling her body pulsating around him. He was trying hard to restrain himself to hold out until she gave him her all.
Lynwood leaned up looking into her eyes. “I love you, Vessa”
She pushed her body against him and climaxed, as she never did before.
Later they lay entwined, holding each other. “While you’re in Washington think about our wedding,” Lynwood whispered in her ear.
Vessa turned her head to look at him. “Married?” Lynwood smiled nodding.
“I’ll never forget the one night, I fell in love with a stranger,” Vessa spoke her voice choked as tears filled her eyes. “I love you, Lyn.”
Table of Contents
Copyright
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Epilogue
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