t-shirt with my good arm, and kept him from moving away as my teeth skimmed his lower lip.
“Jordan, I…” That’s as far as I let him get, before sliding my tongue briefly into his mouth. He twisted in bed to make deeper contact with my lips, as his hands reached into my hair, holding my head steady.
Several minutes passed before he finally broke off the kiss, leaving both of us gasping for air. When he found his voice, he asked, “I didn’t hurt you did I?”
I shook my head, unable to respond, literally having had my breath taken away from me. A smile formed on my face, letting him know I was fine.
“I’ve been afraid to kiss you like that because I like to feel you pressed up against me and I know you’re still hurting,” he admitted.
“Only my ribs still hurt. If I get uncomfortable, I’ll tell you. But, you should know that I’ve missed you. I need you.”
A smile spread across his face as he leaned down and starting placing kisses all over my neck and shoulders, before finally settling on my lips. “I’ve missed you, too. I promise to show you just how much, from here on out.”
We continued kissing for some time before finally falling asleep in each other’s arms. This time, Gregory didn’t fight my dreams.
I watched as saltbox style homes, dirt and cobblestone streets, and people started appearing before us. I could feel Gregory’s arms tighten around me as I watched a couple off to the side, kissing around the corner of a building.
The couple kept looking up to see if anyone was coming before stealing a kiss here and there. A woman in a green cape appeared and boldly walked up to the couple. “Aaron? Is that you?” When the gentleman stepped back from the young lady, we knew we had found who we were looking for, as they were the mirror images of ourselves, only with longer hairstyles and colonial attire.
Aaron’s tone was spiteful. “What is it you want, Rebecca?” He reached over to Hannah and tucked her safely behind him.
I couldn’t see Rebecca’s face, but saw a few tendrils of her fiery red hair escape her cap. “I am ashamed to say I am related to you, even if just by marriage to my brother, Nicholas. It is a disgrace to the family for you to be kissing a harlot out in broad daylight.”
Aaron’s hands fisted at his side, trying to contain his anger toward his sister in-law. “Hold your tongue, devil woman! Be sure that I will speak to my brother about your mouth, tonight. Need I remind you, that you were no more than a scullery maid, when my brother fell for you?”
You could tell this upset Rebecca, as she turned quickly and marched away, yelling behind, “You would do wise to contain your actions to private quarters. What would your father say of this? A barrister’s son sneaking kisses in dark corners?”
We watched as she disappeared, leaving Hannah crying and upset. Aaron reached around, pulling Hannah into his arms, at the same time Gregory pulled me snugly against his chest.
Suddenly, I was looking up at Aaron, through Hannah’s eyes. He was a sight to behold with his hazel eyes and long golden brown hair pulled back with a strip of leather.
“My darling, do not listen to that witch woman. Rebecca loves being the center of attention in our family and leaving bedlam to follow. She knows I have fallen for you and want you to become my wife.”
“What of her words and accusations?” I could hear myself asking, through tears.
“They are just that, words. I am sure she is just blathering off at the mouth.” Aaron’s hand came around my face, caressing it gently as he placed a chaste kiss on the bridge of my nose.
“She’s right. I don’t measure up to your family.”
He smiled warmly, before holding me tight to his chest, “You are the daughter of a pioneering doctor. I should be asking how I can meet your father’s high standards.”
“You know my father and mother both adore you.”
Aaron laughed heartily, extending the crook of his arm.