Page 89 of Tainted Love
“On a more exciting note, have you decided between the record companies?”
Forever Summer met with both SoundMuse and Green Bedroom Records after I got released from the hospital last week.
“Jonathon has finished checking over the contracts they both offered, and we’ve signed with SoundMuse. They really seemed to understand the direction we want to take the band. We’re going to start recording the new album in a couple of weeks, after I get the all clear from the hospital. Terri has even been talking about us supporting a couple of bigger bands when they go on the road soon.”
“I’m so happy for you.”
“Thanks, sis.” I hesitate for a moment before asking, “When are you coming home, Oli?”
“Soon. I miss you.” She sighs, but I swear I can hear a slight tease in her voice.
“I miss you, too. Take care of yourself.”
“I will. You, too. You better get some rest. I’ll talk to you soon.”
After hanging up from Oli, I tap out a text message to Bea.
Elias: Get your sexy arse upstairs, Duchess. I need you to take care of me.
It doesn’t take long for her reply.
Bea: You’re insufferable. Lucky I love you <3
IT’S BEEN THREE weeks since I got out of the hospital, and we haven’t spent a night apart since the attack. Neither of us wants to let the other out of our sight, and we alternate between her bedroom and mine. Tonight, we’re in hers, and I lean back against her pillows, my hands rest behind my head as I wait impatiently as she finishes working on a dress with Attie.
“Thread that through the machine slowly,” Bea coaches my little sister. “That’s it, and once you cut that piece, we’ll fold it over and finish the hem.”
Attie’s tongue sticks out the side of her mouth as she concentrates on Bea’s instructions. I grin at how happy they both look. Now Bea has dropped out of law school, she has signed on to help design the costumes for Attie’s school production, and in her spare time she has been drawing her own new ideas.
“Can I try it on?” Attie asks when she cuts the last thread.
“Of course,” Bea says with a smile.
Attie runs into our bathroom, closing the door behindher. I tilt my head in Bea’s direction with a grin. “Get that sexy arse over here.”
Her cheeks flush a rosy pink, which causes my cock to tighten in my pants. “She’ll be back in a second.”
“So? I need to taste your lips.”
She shakes her head.
“Bea,” I warn. “Don’t make me get up.”
With a coy smile, she crosses the room and leans down to press a chaste kiss on my lips. My hands cup her arse, and she squeals as I pull her down, flush against my hard body. My tongue explores her mouth, and I roll my hips so she feels exactly what I want to do to her right now.
“Eli,” she pants into my mouth, pushing up from my chest as she attempts to get away from me.
“Need to be inside you, Duchess,” I growl, nibbling on her bottom lip. “Get rid of her.”
“And what are you going to do about me?” a familiar voice says from the doorway, and Bea yelps in surprise, scrambling off my lap.
I stare at the apparition in front of me, too scared to blink in case she disappears.
“Oli!” Attie squeals, rushing out of the bathroom in her new dress. She throws herself in the arms of our sister. “You’re really here.”
“Yeah, squirt,” Oli says with a laugh. “I’m really here.” She runs her critical eyes over me. “Good to see you’re still with us.”
I shrug, a smirk tugging on my lips to hide my slight grimace as I struggle into a seated position and then swing my legs off the bed. “It’ll take more than a knife to finish me.” I’m barely on my feet before she rushes across the room and throws her arms around my neck. Sobs wrack her tiny frame as she squeezes the life out of me. “It’s good to see you, Ol.”
