Page 85 of The Secret Club
“Until we meet again,” Blake echoes and leads Jake out of the room.
It’s Cook who wraps his arms around my back and squeezes me. I lean back into his slim frame and breathe him in. “I’m going to miss you so much Cook.”
“Me too baby girl, me too. My glasses are fogging up. I needto say goodbye before the dam breaks.” He spins me into his arms and kisses me hard on the lips. “Eat well baby girl, goodbye for now.”
“You too,” I splutter as I begin to well up again. Cook lets me go and swiftly heads towards the door and then out of the room.
Darcy walks over from the bed, “Farewell sleeping beauty. I loved playing with you. Being with you exceeded all my dreams. My only wish is that I’d slept next to you every night as well.”
“I wish that too, but I’m glad I did wake up and have the true Darcy experience. It really was a highlight of my time here.”
“As was waking up to you sucking me off,” he chuckles wistfully.
I giggle, “Goodbye Darcy, until we meet again.”
“Until we meet again.” Darcy lowers his head and gives me a kiss on the lips before turning and walking out the door.
Tom walks up to me next, bends down, lifts me up by my waist and I wrap my legs around him instinctively. He presses his forehead to mine. This man, this solid, complicated, gentle man of muscle. We stay there for a few minutes before I move my head back then lean in and kiss him gently, he allows me to lick my tongue along his lips before letting me kiss into his mouth. He kisses me just as gently as he cradles and holds me.
Dr Jack clears his throat, and I know time is running out. “Goodbye my gentle giant. I’m going to miss you,” I say with my eyes filling and my lip beginning to tremble. I’m not sure what this connection is that we have, but I feel it and it hurts to let him go. Slowly he lowers me to the floor, pulls me in for a tight bear hug, kisses my hair. He pulls away, his usual stoic mask now etched in pain as he takes one last look into my eyes and then walks out of the door and possibly out of my life forever.
Turning to Dr Jack, the last man left here in the room withme, he smiles at me somberly. “I always hate saying goodbyes but saying goodbye to you is by far the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do,” he says grimly. “You were amazing from the minute you arrived and took your clothes off. I thought of nothing but you for an entire week. I feel like part of me has died letting you go now. My entire body is screaming to keep you all to myself, hide you in my basement and make 10 babies with you. But I know I can’t.”
I laugh, “Ten babies?”
“We can compromise?”
“In another life, that would have been perfect Doctor. I’m sorry I have to go. You have been so thoughtful and caring, looking after my every need here. Looking after me. I’m going to miss you, but I’ll always hold you in my heart.” I trip over the last words as a lump forms in my throat.
“I don’t want to upset you,” Dr Jack leans in and kisses my eyelids as fresh tears begin to fall. “I never want to upset you.” Then he kisses me with every emotion running between us. I feel his love, his care, his passion for me. It takes every ounce of strength not to tear my clothes off and climb him again. I can’t be here any longer, I have my children and husband to get back to. I have my life.
I pull away and look into his watery eyes. “Here are your shoes,” Dr Jack holds out my shoes, he also has my bag next to him on the floor. “Put these on and then I have to place the blindfold back on you.”
I slide into my shoes that I haven’t worn for a week. Then Dr Jack ties the eye mask behind my head. Taking my hand, he slowly guides me out of the room, up the stairs, through the house and out the front door. I hear a car door open and then Dr Jack helps me lower into the back seat of Frank’s car and places my bag next to me on the seat. When Dr Jack has buckled me in, he leans in and kisses me hard on the lips and whispers “Goodbye sweet girl.” And he’s gone.
“Morning Miss Roxy,” comes Frank’s familiar voice. “You’ll be home in two hours.”
“Thank you, Frank,” I sniffle back to him. The next two hours my mind swims with memories. It was an experience I will never forget, for so many reasons but mostly because of the men I shared it with.
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“You are home Miss Roxy.”
Home,I think. Am I ready to join real life again? I have to be. I unfasten the mask, open the door, climb out and pull my bag out too. As I close the door, I hear my front door open, and a familiar tall blond man comes striding out. Frank pulls away and James lifts me into his arms and spins me around. I shriek in delight and all tension loosens from my muscles. I’mhome.
James carries me along the path and through the front door, where he holds me up against the wall and kisses me deeply. I lean into him and the kiss, letting it roll over and through me, familiarising myself again with my husband. I’m home and he loves me, he’s missed me. As I come up for air I see a suitcase at the bottom of the stairs.
Breathing deeply I ask, “Where are the kids?”
“They’re with your parents.”
“Why?”
“Because we have a long weekend away booked.”
“We do?”
“We do.”
