“What do you think happened? Did she run away and leave you?”
There was a long silence. “No. I think he murdered her.”
The shock hit Bodhi full in the chest. “What?”
Sailor met his gaze. “I don’t know for sure. What I do know is that hedidmurder his second wife, Tilly. She was my teacher and my best friend. She lived under his control for too long, just to take care of us. When she fell in love with someone else…he had her killed. In front of her lover.”
“Jesus.” Bodhi felt his heart pounding. “You know this for sure?”
She nodded. “He showed me photographs of the murder…just before I was supposed to marry him. The photographs showed two men, I’d never seen them before, but one was holding Tilly down, the other was stabbing her to death. God, Bodhi, the fear, the pain in her eyes…and then the last photo they showed her body on the ground, drenched in blood, and her lover tied to a chair sobbing. I don’t know what happened to him, I assume they killed him too.”
Bodhi was beyond horrified and he wrapped himself around Sailor. She’d been through hell. “Why the fuck did he show you those photos? Why would he admit to it?”
She smiled at him sadly. “To show me what would happen to me if I defied him.”
God, no. No.Bodhi squeezed his eyes shut, trying to scourge the images of Sailor being stabbed to death, of her blood being spilled. He felt her touch his face.
“Don’t look so sad. I escaped, I’m here.”
Bodhi touched his forehead to hers. “Sailor, I promise you, I will keep you safe if it’s the last thing I do in this world. He’ll never touch you again. Do you know if he’s looking for you?”
She gave a humorless laugh. “Oh yes. Bartholomew Foy isneverdefied, not least by a woman. If he finds me, I’m a dead woman, of that I have no doubt.”
“No. No way. That’s never going to happen, baby, never.”
She smiled up at him. “You just called me baby.”
“I know. Sailor, I know it’s fast, but I have never had such an immediate connection with anyone. I’m not bullshitting. In my world, I understand that me saying that could be misconstrued as a line, but I mean it sincerely. I want to see where this takes us.”
Sailor nodded. “You have a hero complex.” She said it softly, with a smile.
Bodhi blinked but smiled. “You think?”
She chuckled. “A little. I can see it in your face, you want to save me. And you know what? That’s okay, as long as you remember I have control of my own life, and that as much as you want to save me, I want to save you. Can we be equals, Bodhi? Or is this all a little heavy for you, so soon? Because never again will I allow myself to be dictated to or by anyone, even by someone I…adore.”
Bodhi was impressed. “Sailor, you have an old soul. Of course, anything. And just so you know? I adore you too. Tim is crazy about you, so at least I know I have something in common with him.”
Sailor laughed. “You made leaps and bounds today.”
Bodhi kissed her. “Entirely due to you, beautiful lady.” He covered her body with his. “And now, allow me to show you just how grateful I am…”
In the morning, Sailor slipped back to her own room before Tim awoke. She and Bodhi had decided that was best for now; they would gradually show affection for each other in front of the boy, ease him into getting used to the budding relationship.
“If that’s what it is,” Sailor murmured to herself as she showered and dressed in denim shorts and an oversized white shirt. Her life had changed so much in the last twenty-four hours she couldn’t help feel shell-shocked, and at the same time, happy. She wondered at the new feeling. She couldn’t regret anything that had happened between herself and Bodhi, regardless of her reservations. Making love with him all night had been a revelation to her, although she knew anyone else would consider the sex low-key and tentative at first, by the end of the night, her whole body felt like it was on fire. Her clit was still sensitive this morning, her vagina sore and aching from the pounding of Bodhi’s huge cock. Her thighs were jelly as she walked back into the huge kitchen. Tim grinned at her.
“Dad says we’re going hiking today, in the forest. There’s a waterfall.”
Sailor sat down, smiling at him and Bodhi, who leaned over and kissed her cheek, whispering in her ear. “You’re beautiful.”
She blushed a little, pleasure streaming through her body. She turned to Tim. “That sounds like fun. Maybe we should take a picnic with us?”
Tim nodded eagerly. “I have a backpack we can put food in. Maybe some cans of soda?” He looked hopefully at Bodhi, who limited his son’s sugary drinks. Bodhi laughed at the plaintive glance his son gave him.
“Hey kiddo, we’re on vacation, anything goes.” He gave a secretive wink to Sailor who chuckled.
hiked through the island’s thick forest, Bodhi watched his son and Sailor as they chatted effortlessly and explored the island’s flora and fauna. He chuckled as Sailor recoiled away from a tarantula that Tim, showed her without fear, picking it up and inspecting it.
“He’s so fluffy,” Tim exclaimed, but Sailor grimaced.