Page 69 of The Coach


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"The photos they have taken are all of us together," I say awkwardly, in case they didn't get it already.

"It seems as though the person is obsessed with Andy," adds Jasmine, trying to explain it to them as well. "They're watching her every movement, and they don't like that she and Brad are seeing each other. They feel like they have some claim to her, like an ex who is still hanging on or a fan who is obsessed."

"Right. Do we have any idea who this person could be?" asks Dad, and yet again, I'm surprised that he hasn't blown up about the whole Brad-and-me-together thing. Did he hear what we said?

"We have a couple of ideas, Dad, but nothing really seems to add up."

"What happened tonight?" asks Mom. She looks so worried, and this is one of the reasons I was putting off telling them. I don't want to worry her unnecessarily.

"He took a photo of Andy and her sisters at the club they were dancing at and sent it to me, saying he was watching her."

Dad's eyes narrow, and I can already see he is murdering this stalker in his head right now.

"When Brad got the threat sent to him, he drove here from LA to make sure I got home safely," I add, trying to make sure Dad knows what kind of guy he is.

"Thank you, Brad, I appreciate you looking after our Andrea," says Mom. "I think it's best we all sit down and work this out in the morning. It's late and everyone is tired now. We're not going to get anywhere," she says, looking in Dad's direction.

"Your mother's right. Let's get some sleep. I'll put the alarm on," Dad says, standing.

I look at Brad and wonder what we're supposed to do next. He can't go home now, so I guess my parents are okay with him staying with me. We all get up and start to walk toward our rooms.

Dad turns back to us. "We haven't finished this conversation about your relationship with my daughter yet either, Brad. You can stay with her tonight, but only because I know she's scared after what happened. If I hear any funny business under my roof, there will be hell to pay in the morning." He turns and stalks for his room.

That's more what I was expecting from him. I'm surprised he's letting Brad stay with me at all.

As soon as my parents are back in their room, I grab his hands and drag him into my room. It's so strange having him here in this house. My childhood bedroom. Lucky for him, my parents made some upgrades a few years back and there's a queen bed in here now. Once inside my room with the door closed firmly behind us, he pulls me to his chest, wrapping his arms around me. He places a light kiss on my hair. And I enjoy the way it feels to be so close to him again. He smells so good. I really missed him the last couple of weeks. I hate to admit it—because I hate to admit anyone is right but me—but my mom is right. I have fallen for him hard.

"Come on, let's get you into bed," he says, pulling away. I watch as he removes his pants and shirt and pulls back the covers, slipping into my bed. I had forgotten just how hot he is with his shirt off.

"Can you help me with the zipper?" I ask, standing by the side of the bed, my back turned to him. It's a back zipper, and I can't quite reach. Well, that's my excuse, anyway. Really, I just want his hands on me.

He slides the zip down my back and the dress falls to the floor, pooling at my feet. I step out of it and turn round to face him. Waiting for his reaction to me in just my black bra and panties.

"Are you trying to tease me?" He smirks. "You heard your dad, didn't you?"

"I'm not trying to tease. I just missed you, that's all," I say, running my hands up my body, loving his eyes on my bare skin. He looks like he could eat me alive, and I want him to so badly.

"I may have missed you too, my beautiful girl. But I don't have a death wish." He reaches under my pillow and pulls out the pale blue shirt of his that I have been sleeping in and throws it to me.

I drop my bra with him watching and shimmy into the shirt with a pout, then flick off the light and join him in bed. His arms snake around me protectively, and it feels so good to be back here with him again in this comfortable place.

"You have to let me look after you. Until all this stuff with the stalker is sorted out, I'm not letting you out of my sight. Tonight scared me, I can't even tell you all the thoughts I had running through my head when I couldn't contact you and I was so far away."

I knew that's what he was thinking, I could see it all over his face. Normally that type of protective stuff would make me angry and totally turn me off a guy, but not with him. He really cares about me, and I kinda love it. "Alright. I don't want to be apart from you ever again, anyway."

"Is this Andy admitting that she wants a committed relationship? Who are you and what have you done with the girl I was seeing?" He laughs, and I feel it vibrate through my entire body.

"You've changed me, Brad. I can't see my future without you in it, and this is what I want. I have no idea who I am anymore, but all I know is that when I'm with you it just feels right."

"That's how I feel as well. I know you thought I was acting crazy. But Andy, I'm in love with you. That's why the last few weeks have killed me so much. I couldn't stand being without you, and more than that, I was worried that something would happen to you and I wouldn't be there to keep you safe."

I turn in his arms so I'm glancing up at him, with only the light from the moon shining through my window and illuminating his face. He's so handsome and he just told me he loves me. "I love you too," I admit. Saying it out loud for the first time doesn't feel strange like I thought it would, it just feels right. I'm totally in love with this beautiful man.

He strokes the hair out of my face and our lips meet in a slow passionate kiss. My hands curl around his body as I cling to him. Now that I have finally given into my feelings for him, I'm never going to want to let go.

Our kiss deepens and becomes more hurried and desperate, and I grind my body against his now-hardened length, not caring where we are anymore, I just want him. My body won't be happy until I feel him inside of me.

He pulls back from our kiss and smiles at me. Then in one movement I'm spun around, facing away from him. He pulls my back close into his chest, his large arms wrapping around me. He places kisses down my neck. "Not tonight. There will be time for all of this tomorrow when I get you back to my place."

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