She’s about to walk away when I grab hold of her hand.
“When are you leaving?” I’ve been meaning to ask her but I don’t really want to know the answer.
“Tomorrow morning,” she replies after a short pause.
“Stay here tonight.”
“Love to,” she gives me a brief smile before heading to the kitchen.
I groan as I pull the cushion out from behind my back and drop lower down.
“This was a lot for you today,” Keeley looks at me with concern as she dries her hands on a kitchen towel. After Mum and Hannah left she did all the washing up and cleaned the kitchen. Although Mum had cooked at home, a roast dinner for four still made a mess.
“It’s fine,” I reply but I think she’s right. I feel shattered.
“I’m going have to have a word with Hannah so she looks after you after tomorrow,” she jokes, but her words hit me deep in the pit of my stomach.
“You still haven’t given me your number.” She returned my phone to me at the hospital and bought a cheap replacement in the small electronic store in the village.
“Why do you want it?” She drops onto the bed next to me.
“So, I can text and call you. That’s what you do with friends.”
“I know I said I’m sometimes lonely but you don’t have to—”
“I know, Sunshine. But I want to.” I pick up my phone and hold it out to her. “So, please?”
She stares at it for a moment before accepting it.
“You should change your pin. I might sell it to the Russian mafia,” she jokes whilst typing her contact details.
“Nothing for them to get from me,” I reply and take my phone back. I find her in my directory and press the ring button. Her phone vibrates on the living room table.
“Just checking,” I smirk. She gasps in mock shock and throws a pillow in my face.
“Hey, injured person here.” I laugh.
“Whatever,” she giggles before sliding up to me and capturing my lips in a passionate kiss.
“Shame the doctors don’t let you do anything,” she moans in between kisses. I slide my hand under her short skirt and find the cotton of her knickers. When my knuckles stroke over the material she groans.
“Be good, Oliver,” she warns. I smirk and pull the remaining pillows from underneath so I can lay back flat on the bed.
“Take you knickers off,” I command.
“Sorry?” she pretends to be confused but the blush on her cheeks gives her away. She knows exactly what I want.
“I need to taste you one more time Keeley. Please. If you kneel over me I can give you what we both want.”
“That’s crazy,” she giggles but obediently crawls of the bed. Her eyes are locked on me as she slowly unbuttons her purple blouse. Purple dress, purple blouse, from now on I’ll always think of her when I see purple.
The sight of her stripping off her clothes is mesmerising; she drops each item onto the floor until she's standing before me completely naked. Her soft curves and toned legs. I can see the bruises all over her arms, legs and a mighty one on her left hip. For a moment darkness descends on me when I remember I was not able to protect her. Then she walks towards me and all thoughts are gone.
She climbs back onto the bed and slides her body over mine. My fingers land on her hips and gently stroke the soft skin.
“Are you sure?” she whispers.
“One thousand percent,” I growl and gently bite her bottom lip.