Page 49 of Stolen Kiss

“Then why did he tell me you did?”

“I don’t know but I’m sure as fuck going to find out.”

Jason grabbed Heidi’s bra and waited for her to put it on then he slid her knickers up her legs and kissed her mouth hard. Next he dressed himself while Heidi pulled up her jeans and shrugged into her t-shirt and jumper.

“Ten years, Jason,” Heidi said.

“Eleven. Eleven years of me thinking you didn’t want me.”

Jason dropped the blanket he was folding and grabbed her by her biceps pulling her close and bending his knees so his eyes were level. “I wanted you, I fucking wanted you. I wanted you to be forever. This goddamned island…”

Jason didn’t say anymore. He stuffed the blankets away and grabbed her hand. They retraced their steps to the horses, climbed on and they made their way back to the beach. They were side by side and he reached for her hand as the horses walked, heading for the foot of the path where it led up to the Shaw residence. They both dismounted at the same time. The silence stretched between them but Heidi felt like they were on the same side. Securing the horses, he then took her hand again, and they trudged up the path until they reached Keith’s home.

It was locked up.

So locked up that Heidi felt Keith had abandoned the place.

They skirted around the outside and walked up the slope to the main house. Heidi walked in first and called out to see who was home.

“Is that boy with you?” her dad called out.

“He’s an adult, dad. And he has a name.”

“Is Jason Turner with you,” he dad called out.

Heidi smiled, and the forced manners he had used.

“Yes, dad,” she said.

Jason squeezed her hand and gave her a smile.

“I like your dad,” he whispered.

“I think you’re in for a conversation about roast potatoes. Do not give in or he’ll have you up here every day.”

“Send him in,” her dad yelled.

“Where’s mum?”

“I was having a nap,” she said in the doorway of the kitchen. “But my child and my husband seem to want to hold a conversation in different rooms.”

“Sorry, mum,” Heidi said with a grimace. “Is Keith here?”

“No, I haven’t seen him all day. He’s probably at The Anchor.”

“Ah, okay.”

“I better go and see your dad,” Jason said as he kissed her temple. Then he turned to Heidi’s mum. “I’m sorry we woke you.”

“That’s okay. I shouldn’t sleep too long or I won’t get to sleep tonight.”

Jason went through the side door in the direction of her dad’s voice and Heidi slumped against the kitchen island.

“Oh my, darling. He is a good-looking man. You’ll make beautiful babies,” she said.

“Mum, we’ve been on three dates.”

“I see the way he looks at you,” she said.

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