7. Sadie
SEVEN
SADIE
As the evening sun cast its warm glow on my cozy farmhouse, I couldn’t help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness. The prospect of a date with James had stirred something within me, a long-dormant ember that was now threatening to burst into flames.
With my son Gregory and our family dog, Mookie, safely in the capable hands of my dear friend Charlene, I had the freedom to prepare for the evening. Charlene had been a godsend, always willing to help when I needed to get away for a few hours. I could trust her completely with my child because she worked for me as well, and I could see how incredible she was with all the preschool kids. Plus, my mom wasn’t too far away if needed, so all would be fine. I could properly throw myself into this and enjoy it wholly.
I stood before the mirror, admiring the reflection that stared back at me. A fancy dress, the kind I rarely wore, adorned my frame. Its deep shade of blue brought out the color in my eyes, and I felt a touch of glamour I hadn’t experienced in a while. Maybe it was time for me to step out of my comfort zone in every way possible and to see what Maple Creek could really have to offer me. Especially since I’d run into my old friend…
With Charlene nearby, I applied some light makeup. Her voice was a reassuring presence as she offered words of encouragement. “You’ve got this, Sadie. James is a lucky man, and he’s lucky to have you back in his life.”
A slight blush crept onto my cheeks as I replied, “I don’t know about that, Charlene. It’s been a while since we last saw each other. A lot has changed.”
“Yeah, well you look hot as hell, so he is lucky,” Charlene reassured me. “And who knows, maybe it’s a new beginning for both of you.”
Her words rang true in my heart as I finished getting ready, slipping into a pair of elegant heels, I thought about the journey that lay ahead. Meeting James again had stirred emotions that had long been buried, and I was determined to explore what the future might hold. In the dimming light of the evening, I took a final look in the mirror, brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, and smiled. It was time to embrace the night, the possibilities, and the chance to rediscover the man I had a lot of fun with a few years ago.
As I drove to the restaurant to meet James, my heart raced with a mix of excitement and anticipation. The evening sky was painted with hues of orange and pink, casting a warm, romantic glow over everything. It felt like a scene from a movie, and I couldn’t help but wonder how the night would unfold.
James was already waiting when I arrived, dressed in a sharp suit that accentuated his strong features. As I approached, a familiar scent wafted toward me, triggering a wave of nostalgia mixed with newfound attraction. He was still the same James, but there was something different about him. The rigidity that had once defined him seemed to be easing, even if just a little.
“Sadie,” he greeted me with a genuine smile, his eyes reflecting a hint of warmth. We exchanged pleasantries as we headed inside, and he pulled out a chair for me. Our conversation started cautiously, but as we delved into familiar topics and bantered about our differences, a comfortable familiarity settled in.
“I can’t believe you’ve never tried sushi,” I said, feigning shock as we perused the menu.
He chuckled, the sound a welcome surprise. “I’ve always been more of a traditional eater, but I’m willing to give it a try. Especially with you by my side, guiding me and telling me what’s good.”
Over dinner, our conversation flowed effortlessly. We discussed everything from our respective jobs to our past travels. Our differences came to light as we shared our viewpoints, as they always did, and while we didn’t always agree, there was a mutual respect that seemed to grow between us.
As the night wore on, something remarkable began to happen. James, who had been uptight and guarded earlier, gradually started to loosen up. The weight of his responsibilities seemed to fade into the background as he allowed himself to simply enjoy the evening. The spark between us, which had ignited during our days in Cancun, began to flicker to life once again. In between courses, we found ourselves laughing, the sound harmonizing in a way that felt like a sweet, nostalgic melody. I realized that James was still the man I had once been captivated by, but now, there was room for new facets of his personality to shine through. It was as though he was rediscovering himself just as I was rediscovering him.
With every sip of the wine, the atmosphere between James and me grew more charged. The low hum of the restaurant around us seemed to fade into the background as our connection deepened. There was an undeniable chemistry between us, a magnetic pull that neither of us could resist. It was still there, perhaps even more pronounced than it was in Cancun. Our conversation took a flirtatious turn. James, who had been somewhat reserved earlier, became more adventurous with his words and gestures. His hand brushed mine, sending a shiver down my spine, and I met his gaze with a mischievous glint in my eyes. The touch was electrifying, and I didn’t pull away. Instead, I leaned in closer, our faces just inches apart. The anticipation hung in the air, like a promise of something unspoken.
“Sadie,” he murmured, his voice low and filled with desire, “there’s something about you. Something I can’t quite put into words.”
I couldn’t deny the heat that coursed through my veins. I felt the same way, drawn to him in a way I hadn’t felt in years. “I know exactly what you mean.”
It didn’t take long before flirtation transformed into something raw and passionate, a powerful force that neither of us could deny. As the night continued, I knew that our journey together was only just beginning, and I couldn’t wait to see where it would lead.
Even as we left the restaurant, the passion didn’t subside. We couldn’t seem to stop touching one another, even if it was just holding hands. The smile spread across my cheeks so wide it was like I had a coat hanger between my lips.
As the evening air settled around us and we walked toward our respective cars, the energy was high between us. The distance between us had shortened with each step, and when we reached our cars, James suddenly leaned in, his intense, deep-set eyes locking onto mine. At that moment, all the weight of life’s challenges seemed to disappear, leaving behind only a sense of tenderness and anticipation.
My heart began to race as he closed the gap, and the world around us seemed to fade into the background. His lips met mine in a gentle, lingering kiss, a soft and intimate connection that spoke volumes of the emotions we had both been grappling with. The kiss held a promise, a silent agreement to explore the rekindled connection between us, despite the complexities and uncertainties that lay ahead. It was a moment that left me feeling a rush of warmth and emotion, and I couldn’t help but reciprocate, our lips meeting with a soft and shared tenderness.
As we pulled away, James didn’t seem to want to leave me completely. He rested his forehead on mine and whispered, “Shall we leave the cars here? Come back to mine.”
I nodded without having to think about it for even a moment. Charlene was staying overnight to babysit anyway, and she had already suggested that it would be fine if I didn’t come home, so that was something I wanted to take advantage of,
We walked the short distance to James’ home, talking and laughing about everything and nothing in particular until we reached James’ front door. I was all light on my feet, moving quickly with James like we were in vacation mode again, without a care in the world, focused only on one another. That really was one of the best vacations of my life, which led to the best outcome of my life… Something that I was going to tell James about when the timing was right. Right now, I just wanted to have fun with this gorgeous man.
James pulled his keys out of his pocket and opened the door with one hand still in mine. It was almost as though he didn’t want to let me go because he feared I might vanish. We tumbled into the house together, kissing frantically the moment the door clicked closed behind us.
James’ hungry hands were all over my body, bunching my dress up around my waist as I clattered backward, practically falling onto the side table with my legs falling apart. I pushed myself to the edge of the table as James edged between my thighs so I could really feel him pressed up against me. I ached to explore his rock-hard desire grinding against my core.
It was almost as if I lost my mind the moment I laid eyes on James again, and now I couldn’t gather myself up however hard I tried. But I didn’t want rational thought. I wanted him . I wanted to feel the way only James could make me feel. I needed all of him, every damn inch.
“Fuck, I want you,” I cried out as his lips move off mine to explore the exposed skin of my throat, sucking and tasting my skin until I lost myself. “I need you, James. I want you inside of me. I have to have you…”
Those were words I never thought I’d say again, but fuck they felt so right falling out of my mouth. Especially now that I could feel those eager fingers of his sliding my panties to one side, to explore my soaking wet slit. I didn’t think I had ever been so hot for a man before. Only once, when I was in Cancun.
“Mm, you’re so fucking sexy,” James growled, plunging those fingers of his deep inside of me, massaging me wildly. “You have one hell of a body, Sadie. So tight and wet.”
His words were seductive honey. I couldn’t help getting sucked in by them, sinking deeper under the waters of pleasure with this phenomenal man. The thrusts of his fingers were already way too intense. I had to grab the edge of the table so hard my knuckles turned white. But I did not want to fall off and ruin absolutely everything. This felt so fucking good, my body would never forgive me if I did anything to destroy the lightning bolts of desire hitting my core.
Each thrust hit all the right spots, his thumb stroking my clit, circling it over and over until my whole body was shuddering with need. I leaned back allowing him to absolutely finger fuck me until my head span. The dizziness damn near consumed me, and I was more than happy for it to swallow me up whole, to completely devour me.
“You drive me wild,” James groaned, almost like he was in pain. “I need to fuck you, Sadie. I want you wrapped around me.”
The next time he said my name, I couldn’t contain myself any longer. My toes curled while the orgasm absolutely screamed through me. Fucking hell, how did James know my body so well? Even now, after all this time, after only one wild night together, he remembered just how to touch me until I couldn’t control myself. I bucked and writhed, crying out while the electricity fizzed and the endless waves of burning hot bliss crashed over me again and again.
“Holy shit, James,” I rasped out breathlessly because there wasn’t any air left in my lungs at all. James had taken it all. “Oh my God, you feel so fucking good.”
“No wonder I want to eat you alive,” he growled, brushing his rock-hard cock against my thigh, reminding me that he wasn’t quite done with me yet.
Eagerly, I wrapped my hands around his neck and clung to him while he lifted me from the table to carry me to the bed. The sheets were cool beneath my burning-hot body, but that did nothing to calm down the power of my need. We stripped one another bare, removing any stitch of clothing left upon us, needing to see one another naked. Just because James had sated me didn’t mean I was done with him. It felt like we would be enveloped in one another’s arms all night long.
“Fuck me,” I begged, arching my back, and rolling my hips while James hovered above me. “Hard and fast. I want to feel all of you.”
I didn’t think I’d ever been this desperate to have someone before. I felt like if I didn’t have him, I would die. Shit, what the hell had James unleashed inside me?
I couldn’t stop myself from gasping with an intense need, even more powerful than before, as I ran my fingers over his sculpted body, his rock-hard abs, the V muscle that led down to where I really wanted to see him. My mouth actually began to water with need by the time my fingers curled around his thick, throbbing erection. I could have screamed with desire.
James gripped my hips hard and held me in place on the bed while he nudged my thighs apart and positioned himself between my legs. The heat burned at my core so powerfully, I couldn’t keep myself on the bed any longer. I rose upward, driving him toward me, begging him for more. Every fiber of my being ached for this man, and he knew it.
With one overwhelming thrust, James finally gave me what I needed. He filled me up in the most phenomenal way possible, making every part of my body tingle. Fuck, it was so familiar to be with this man, to feel him in this way, but it was brand new and terribly exciting as well.
This is not the way I thought this night would end, but at the same time, I wouldn’t change it for anything in the world. Every time mine and James’ bodies clapped together, filling the room with our screams, my chest expanded and swelled with heat, my heart thundered even more excitedly. I couldn’t get enough of this man, and as we were there, I was left wondering how I ever let him go. I knew it was only a holiday fling, meant to stay in Cancun, and we argued but still…
I needed him. I needed this sensation of a volcano erupting within me to last forever. I wanted to bask in this glorious heat for the rest of my life. Fuck, the pleasure really was something else, something I truly couldn’t get enough of. As the orgasm thrashed through me a second time, affecting every single one of my organs, I lost myself along the way. I barely even knew who I was anymore, and it didn’t matter. This pleasure was everything, it was all of me.
Hearing James cry out my name over and over again, sounding like a prayer warmed up my heart. I clung to him hard, enveloping him completely. I had this intense fear that he might slip through my fingers like grains of sand another time, and I’d never be able to find him again.
Whatever this was, I already felt like I was in way too deep.
The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the cozy breakfast nook. I had awakened with a sense of determination, resolute in my decision to finally share the truth about Gregory with James. But as I watched him across the table, his demeanor had shifted, and that commitment began to waver. He wasn’t in the same mood as before. He wasn’t all happy and smiling with me, which made it hard for me to bring up something so important. Something I wanted him to take well.
It wasn’t my fault, I reminded myself as I attempted to gear myself up for a very challenging talk. Neither of us thought about protection in the heat of the moment, and we didn’t share contact details. I couldn’t have told him anything about the baby, even if I wanted to.
But none of that made me feel any better. I still kinda knew I was about to unleash something very awkward.
“James,” I began, my voice tentative, “there’s something important I need to tell you.”
He looked up from his plate, his expression growing more guarded. “What is it, Sadie?”
I took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. But before I could say a thing, there was a hard hammering at James’ door that immediately dragged his eyes away from me. As he rose to his feet, I tried to grab him, to keep him with me in this conversation, but he was distracted.
“I need to see who that is,” he muttered. “It might be clan related.”
Work, again. Business, again. I folded my arms protectively across my chest as it hit me that I wasn’t going to drag his attention back to me. Even if I was about to tell him about his son. If James couldn’t make time to even spare me five minutes to hear me out, how the hell would he ever have time to get to know his son? No man around was better for Gregory than someone who couldn’t get to know him properly and care for him.
“I suppose I better go then,” I said as I stood up quickly.
“No, you don’t have to…”
“I wouldn’t want to get in the way of clan business.” I shoved my bag over my shoulder as my expression darkened. “I wouldn’t want to be in your way at all.”
“You don’t have to be like that,” he insisted, but it was too late, and I had made my decision.
With that, I turned and headed for the door, my steps growing quicker, and the tears that had threatened to spill over were now streaming down my cheeks. I had hoped for a nice, honest conversation, but instead, I was met with a stoic version of James that only cared about business. As I left the breakfast nook and stepped out the door, I couldn’t help but stomp away in frustration, determined to distance myself from the painful encounter.
“Oh, Brian,” James said with disappointment as I pushed past the stranger. But that didn’t affect the man at all. He simply smirked at me, like he’d caught me in the middle of something embarrassing. Maybe this happened all the time and I was just another notch on James’ bed. Great.
But I kept on going because I didn’t care about this Brian or whatever business he had with James. I just wanted to go. The early morning sunlight felt cold on my cheeks, and I wiped away the tears that continued to escape. My heels clicked against the pavement, echoing in the quiet neighborhood.
What is that? There was a strange paranoia trickling down my spine. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on edge, and it felt like someone was watching me and I didn’t know who. Maybe I was just paranoid and freaking out, but I couldn’t shake it off.
I carried on toward my own home, a quaint farmhouse not too far away. The streets were empty, and the quiet of the morning seemed to magnify my every step. But the nagging feeling didn’t go anywhere. I glanced over my shoulder, scanning my surroundings. I saw nothing out of the ordinary, just the usual picturesque countryside. But as I continued walking, the nasty sensation of being watched persisted. I quickened my pace, unable to shake the feeling that someone was tailing me.
My heart began to race, and I cursed myself for my paranoia. Maybe it was just the tension with James playing tricks on my mind. But when I reached my home, I decided to remain vigilant, peering out through the curtains, trying to spot anyone suspicious. I wasn’t about to have my life in Maple Creek ruined over whatever this was. Even if it was nothing.