Marlena had spent most of her nights at the Brady pub. Caroline was always good company, and of course Caroline was one of the few people that knew her pretty well, another person came to mind, and again she had to remind herself to forget him. She knew that he did not love her. She knew that he loved Kristen Dimera – that last name still sent shivers down her spine. She was living in the mansion so that he could protect her. The sooner she realised that the better it would be. No crushed hopes that John Black would ever be hers again…
He squinted his eyes against the morning sun so bright through the white drapes of his bedroom. How long had he been asleep for? Felt like days. He reached across the covers, and felt nothing. Kristen was probably out for her morning jog. What time was it anyway? He groaned, his head hurt – last night’s celebrations were amazing. Tiring, but worthwhile. Basic Black was his pride and joy.
“John” I’m home! Kristen opened the door to the Dimera mansion in a rush. She needed a shower, and wondered where John was. Maybe he could join her. Her jog was refreshing, helped her clear her mind. With her father on the loose, tensions were high. Everyone was on edge, especially John. She got uneasy every time she thought of his over-protective ways towards his precious Doc. 7 Months and you could swear the walls had ears. Marlena was never her favourite person. She couldn’t handle how perfect she was. Faultless actually, but more than that she couldn’t and wouldn’t tolerate John’s need to protect her … She frowned as the ringing off her cell phone brought her back to reality. It was Peter, her brother…
He could sense her presence in the room. Her perfume filled the air, and the natural scent of her made him groan … He felt her hands on his bare chest, even with his eyes closed he knew her touch, the intensity in her touch, made him want more of her, all of her. His eyes where shut tight, all he wanted to do was enjoy this moment. He waited so long for this moment, uninterrupted, uncensored, just him and her alone. Her fingertips traced the curve of his mouth, and he held his breath. He couldn’t hold back any longer … and as he moaned her name “Doc …” Kristen Dimera, stared down at him, stunned…
Kristen couldn’t believe her ears. She had to do something. He was obviously dreaming, and she had to wake him up. She slowly called his name, and he sat up in a fright. He felt groggy and somewhat confused. “Kristen, you back?” I was wondering if I should call for the cops. He smirked, and Kristen looked back at him, hiding her hurt at his obvious ignorance. “Sorry, you looked so peaceful; I didn’t want to disturb your sleep. John got out of bed and yawned as he stretched his long, tanned body. ”Breakfast? Sure, she said. But I will need a shower before I can join you. He reached out for her, and kissed her cheek. “Need some company?” She shook her head; no I don’t think that’s a good idea. He looked at her, surprised at her coldness … and with that she grabbed her shower cap and headed off to their luxury en-suite bathroom, while John spent the morning catching up on e-mails while waiting for her to join him for breakfast…
John stood in the doorway of her office for what seemed like an eternity, as Marlena stared at him. He looked angry, but she couldn’t place his anger … She spoke first, “John, what are you doing here?” Dian Hunter, the receptionist rushed past John and spoke apologetically, “Sorry Dr Evans …” Marlena looked from John to her receptionist, and said “It’s ok Di, hmmm I will handle this. John finally spoke, never taking his eyes off Marlena, “Miss Hunter, will you hold all Dr Evans calls? Marlena shrugged her shoulders and turned around before he could see the annoyance on her face…
Even as she stared out the window, she could feel John’s gaze on her. Calculated, like a panther ready to pounce. She heard the door slam shut as he came up behind her, and she held her breath. Why was he so angry? “Doc?” She slowly turned around, afraid of what her eyes would reveal. She stared at his mouth instead, his mouth so familiar to her especially when he … Again she shook her head in annoyance. Why couldn’t she stop fantasying about him?
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