Chapter 5 Max visits

I am lying on a deck chair reading a book. Unaware of someone watching me from the patio window.

I am now out of hospital for 2 week and getting steady sun gives me a healthier color and Leah's food helps to fatten me up a bit.

Peter comes home during the day to see that everything is okay and that I'm taking it easy.

Max haven't visited me after I left the hospital. And Peter says he's on a job out of town. Being a contractor he is well known and in high demand. He can create miracles with his hands. And he has experienced crew assisting him.

I flip over the page and start reading again, when I feel a shadow fall over me. I look up from the book expecting Leah to be bringing another something to eat or drink. Hovering like a mother hen, but I look up into a pair of mirror shades.

The man standing before me has on a pair of Khaki pants. Fitting his muscular legs. His black t-shirt fitting over his bulging pectoral muscles. His biceps stretching the arms of the t-shirt. Tanned arms folded in front of him as he stares in my direction.

"So? You taking it easy?" He asks with a smile on his face. His white teeth a stark contrast to his tanned face. His jaw square and unyielding.

I gulp and look down before he can read the lust in my eyes. "I'm good, thank you. Peter is not here" I say and look down dismissively as if to start reading again.

"I came for you" He says with another smile.

"Okay, so you see me. I'm good. You can leave now" I say, hoping he will go away before I embarrass myself in front of him again. Or if he correctly reads the red flashes on my cheeks as lust.

He then grabs a chair near me and pulls it closer. Making me uncomfortable with his proximity. Smelling the masculine smell of musk and pine. I am so starved for a peak of him, I peak at his bulging leg muscles as he stretch them next to me. Getting comfortable in the chair. Obviously oblivious to the fact that I want him gone as soon as possiblle.

"What do you want?" I ask, irritation lasing my voice. "I told you Peter is not here!" Needing him to leave. I don't want him to notice the beads under my t-shirt or the flutter of my pulse or the flush all over my body.

"I came to talk to you, Love. Do you need anything?" He asks innocently.

If only you knew! I thought to myself. He would be embarrassed. The little innocent girl is a woman and she has needs and the temptation sitting next to me was just too much.

In anyway. He doesn't think of me as anything other then the annoying little girl that followed him and Peter around. And I am not ready to give him a lesson again. My pride too bruised to take another beating.

"I need nothing from you, thank you. Peter has got it all sorted. After all He is my brother, your not!" I say sarcastically.

He glances my way and then lean forward. The air between us heating up more.

"What are you doing!" I exclaim as he come closer.

He removes the sunglasses and peers into my eyes. "What attitude is this now? I'm concerned for you and you treat me like this"

"I've come all this way and you don't even offer me a drink or anything?"

"Oh please!" I exclaim. "Your here more then Peter. You know where everything is. Sort yourself out." I say and pick up my book again. Fake reading.

He grab the book from my hands and threw it on the table. He jerks my chair closer to him and lean over me menacingly.

"What the hell is your problem! I missed you! I was worried about you and we were scared we wont see your smile again."

"Oh, please! Stop toying with me. I need to get up now!" I try to get away from him. He grabs my hand and pull me closer to him. His nose in my face. Our faces a breathe apart.

He looks me in the eyes. His eyes travel over my face down my neck. Over my breasts. Sure he can see the beads. He can see the flush of my neck and cheeks and....... OH.....

His lips descent on mine. Initially a light touch and then a lick and then a more insistent press of his lips on mine.