On a White horse

Close to a bad accident, savnes by a Prince on a White Horse, who turne out to be someone she knew long ago, but Will he even remember Anna ?


10. Saying goodbye or Maybe not

Anna heard the bathroom door open, and she sat up. Tom came in, hair slicked back wet, but at least he had the decency to put on the clothes, she thought.
 "Thank you Anna, a hot shower was just what I needed. Is there somewhere I can dry my clothes ?" He looked at her questioning.
 She stood up, reaching her hands out. "Just give it here, I throw it in the dryer".
 She took the clothes and hurried downstairs to the laudry room, she put in the clothes and turned on the machine, leaning against it breathing deeply. How to tell him they could not be friends ?
 When she came back upstairs Tom was lying on her bed, reading her novel. He lokked up. "I hope it's okay ?"
 "Sure, I promised you could read it". She smiled and popped herself down on her office chair resting her feet on the bed.
 Tom was so swallowed up in reading that he didn't notice her watching him,  it would be excruciating to tell him they couldn't se each other anymore, but she knew that it would only hurt more later, and he was leaving in about a month no matter what.
 "Anna this is amazing, really, you are so talentet". He sat up looking at her beaming.
 She felt all warm og cuddly inside. "Thank you Tom, that menas alot to me, actually you are the first one to read it.
 "Seriously Anna ? I didn't know, that is such an honor". The way he looked at her made her go dizzy.
 She swallowed hard, she had to do it, had to say goodbye. "Tom there is something I have to say. It has been so lovely meeting you again and I had such a great time".
 "Me to Anna, I'm so happy we got to know each other again, you made my stay here so much more pleasurable". He gently started nuzzleling her foot absent mindedly.
 She stomach startet doing back flips, his hand feeling so nice against her skin. She tore her foot away, nearly jumping up. "Sorry Tom, but please don't".
 He had a hurt look in his beautiful eyes and he said "sorry Anna, I didn't mean to offend you. Is something wrong ?"
 "It's just that I don't think it's going to work Tom, us being friends.. I ... I .. It mess up my writing". She was looking out the window, she could bearto look at him.
 She could he his footsteps as he walked over gently placing his hand on her arm. "Did I do something wrong Anna ?"
 "No Tom, it's me, I am being stupid, it is not your fault, but you are leaving soon, and I can't handle being that hurt, I'm so sorry". She knew she were babbleling.
 Tom cupped her chin, forcing her to look at him. "My sweet sweet Anna, what on earth makes you think I would hurt you ?"
 "Not on purpose, it is not your fault that I.. You know you be leaving soon and.." She didn't know how to explain, and she feelt her face going tomato red.
 He chuckled, then slowly he leant in, pressing his lips gently to hers. His lips were soft and warm and she though he tasted sweet.
 He pulled away, resting his forehead against hers, gently whispering. "You sweet little fool, and here I am thinking you don't care for me as more than a friend".
 "Not exactly a friend". She shook her head slowly. "Put I thought you only saw me as an friend, and I didn't want to get hurt even more when you are moving on".
 "London is not that far away, I know I am travelling alot, but I am willing to give it my all, if you are ?" He kissed her nose, then looked at her nervously.
 She was biting her bottom lip, it would be easy she knew, and there was also the press and his legions of fans, would it be to much ? but when she looked into his eyes all she could say was. "I am".
 He looked relieved. "I am so happy, so absolutely thrilled, but please Anna, stop biting your lip like that, it makes me want to do naughty things".
 "And you are the one to talk ? Turning up here looking like mister weet T-shirt, and you know that ass in wet tight jeans, it ought to be illegal. Do you have any idea what that did to me ?" She looked at him, a pretend mad look on her face.
 He looked surpriced, but then he smiled mischievously, winking at her. "And what excatly did it do to you ?"
 "It made me want to do this". She launched herself at him, entwining her hands in his hair, pulling his face to her, latching her lips to his.
 He seemed surpriced for a moment, but then his arm embraced her, and she could hear him moan against her lips. His hand slid down over her buttocks, lifting her of the floor and she folded her legs around his narrow hips.
 He backed up a couple of steps, letting himself fall back onto her bed. She was striding his stomach, her hands resting on either side of his face. Her lips slowly working their way down his throat, his noices told her it was appreciated.
 Her hands glided up his stomach, pulling up his T-shirt. He might not be big and brawny, but his torso was like carved from marble, and she sighed enjoying the feel of him.
 The T-shirt fell to the floor, she was kissing her way up his stomach and chest to his warm inviting mouth, he was sucking on her lips making her feel dizzy.
 She could feel him against her tight, it made her feel good, that he responded to her like that.
 He held her at an arms length, he was breathing hard, his eyes dark and his voice throaty. "Are you sure about this Anna ?"
 "I have never been more sure about anything in my life". She smiled, biting her lover lip.
 "I warned you Anna". His finger trailing her lover lip, he grabbed her shirt, pullimg it of in one smooth motion, at the same time turning her around, getting him on top.
 He was kissing her neck and shoulder, slowly pulling down her bra straps, when his hands slided under her, opening the clasp like a pro, she felt shy for a momemt, but she forget it when he whispered. "You are so beautiful Anna, so incredibly beautiful".

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