Page 58 of Sinful Touch

Jax stops the bike at the end of the dirt trail, the trail that I know leads to the waterfall.

We have been quiet since leaving my mom’s house, but then again we were on a bike, but still, his hand rested on my knee, I held him close and watched the trees go by as I allowed my mother’s words and disapproval seep into me like a fucking sickness.

No matter how old I am, she will always have power over me. She will always be able to hurt me with her words.

Luckily this time I didn’t let it get that far, but that was only because Jax was with me, I don't think I would have stuck up to her the way I did if it wasn’t for him.

I lift myself and swing my leg over, removing the helmet from my head.

I take a deep breath as Jax gets off of the bike and grabs my head, leading me down the trail.

“I am sorry, Lil.” He breaks the silence quickly.

“You have nothing to be sorry for,” I tell him; he was just trying to stand up for me; I will never make him feel that he needs to be sorry for that. I have never had someone stick up to my mother for me before. If anything, it just makes me love him even more. He isn't afraid of anything. He is strong, in control, and has power beyond belief. He is the bad boy that I should have run away from, but now I can’t imagine my life without him.

“She has always been like that?” He asks, but we both know the answer.

“Yes, for as long as I can remember, the older I get, the worse it gets,” I confess to him.

I honestly don’t think my mother knows how to be any other way. This is just who she is, and I will never be the daughter that she wanted.

“You know you are not fat, right? And you can eat whatever the fuck you want,” He says with seriousness in his voice. My heart stops for a moment.

I don't respond as her voice enters my head.

Ugly

Fat

Watch what you eat, Liliana; how is someone supposed to love you when you look like that?

“Hey,” Jax says, forcing us both to stop.

I can see the waterfall right down the trail. I look up at him, knowing that tears are already building in my eyes.

“You are beautiful, Darlin. Don't listen to her; she is lying to you,” he says, looking into my eyes.

I nod, and he turns back around. We make our way to the waterfall. The blackness of night has already taken over, but this place is just as breathtaking at night, maybe even a little more than during the day.

We take a seat overlooking the waterfall. I sit between his legs, leaning against his chest. Content with the world for the moment.

“I love you, Jax,” I whisper as he wraps his arms tightly around me, keeping me safe from the outside world.

He leans in, resting his chin on my shoulder.

“I love you, Darlin,” He says with love and desire.

“Are you scared of anything?”

‘What?“ He asks softly.

“Are you scared of anything? You don't seem to be.”

“Darlin, there is one thing I am terrified of,” He confesses.

“What?” I ask.

“Living a life without you,” He confesses softly, making butterflies swarm into my stomach.

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