A Night of Passion, Chapter 11 (Evian)
by ejcrane
“CHEATERS!” Abby proclaimed and laughed.
Julian’s laughter subsided as his eyes moved towards the door. Eve
and TC had come back. Her eyes looked to his, then to the floor as her mind
wandered to the fantasy she had just had minutes before. She swallowed as
she felt her cheeks become hot.
“Aww, mom, it’s not time to go, is it?” J.J. whined
She smiled and shook her head as Tc fumed inside. Eve was happy that
J.J. had had a good visit with his father.
That night Eve laid beside her snoring husband and stared at the ceiling.
Twisting her gold wedding band around her finger, Eve’s mind went back to
that night…the night that she and Julian made love in the hotel room, and
created their son.
The way he said her name, the way he thrust slowly in and out of her taking
his time…and his mouth. Eve shivered at the memory of his hot kisses upon
her body…
She closed her eyes and then opened them.
Why was she thinking of Julian now? Of course she thought of him the whole
time he was in his coma, but after she and TC married, not one single memory
of their intimacy crossed her mind…until now.
TWO WEEKS later…
Julian wheeled his wheelchair to Eve’s office. He knocked and she invited
him in.
“Julian! It’s good to see you!” she stood and walked to him.
“It’s good to see you too, Eve,” he smiled and stopped just in front of
her.
His knees hit her thighs when he braked. Soon, his hands left the brakes
and found themselves at the bottom of her skirt, running up the backs of
her thighs and resting on her derrière.
“I want you, Eve,” he gave her a squeeze, “I want to make love to you,”
he said as he kissed her stomach through her blouse, “I want to feel your
body close to mine, against mine…us moving as one,” he groaned as he hands
began to move down and make their way underneath her skirt, but…
Eve soon stopped him.
“No, Julian, no!” she pushed from him and walked around her desk so that
Julian couldn’t get to her, “I’m married, Julian…”
“Marriage never stopped us before,” he raised his brow as he made the snide
remark.
“That’s different,” she argued, “You and Ivy were in a loveless marriage,
TC and I are…TC and I are…happily married,” she finished.
“I see.”
He then removed the brakes and turned his wheelchair towards the door.
“I guess ten years asleep can make one forget about another,” Julian said
as he began wheeling himself to the door.
“Julian, that’s not fair!”
“No, Eve, what’s not fair is that I lost ten years of my damn life!”
“Julian…” she whispered and placed her hand on his shoulder.
“Don’t, Eve!” he shrugged her hand off his shoulder and flung the door
open and left her office.
THREE WEEKS later…
Julian was gaining the use of his legs again. Intensive physical therapy
was getting him back to the way he used to be. He was grateful to Ginger
for all the time and effort she had been putting into his recovery.
She had met Julian at the mansion to perform his water therapy in the pool.
“Good, Julian, good!” she cheered him on.
He smiled as he pushed his foot against her hands. The feeling in his legs
was getting stronger each day and each session.
His smile slowly changed into curiosity as he felt her hand trail up his
leg underneath the water.
“Ginger? What are you doing?” he asked skeptically.
“Nothing, Julian,” she grinned and shook her head, “Just checking to see
if the feeling is throughout your legs,” she lied as she stood up in her
bikini and straddled his lap.
Julian swallowed as he now had feeling in another spot. One particular
spot that he hadn’t felt feeling in so long…
“How does this feel,” she asked as she licked his ear, “Can you feel this?”
she rubbed her lower half against his lower half.
Groaning, Julian whispered to her that he had felt her sudden movement.
“How about this?” she trailed her left hand down his chest to his swimming
trunks and stuck her hand inside and cupped him.
“Yes, yes, I can definitely feel that…ooh, ah,” he moaned.
“Well, this is one strenuous session, isn’t it?” Eve made her presence
known as she made the sarcastic remark.
“Oh, Dr. Russell,” Ginger smiled, “We didn’t see you there…”
“Apparently not!” she raised a brow as she glared at Ginger, while seething
inside.
Ginger stood up off of Julian and helped him out of the pool.
Eve rolled her eyes when she saw what Ginger was wearing and did not know
how parading around in a bikini was going to help Julian’s recovery.
Ginger soon left, letting Julian know about their session the following
week.
“It was good seeing you, Dr. Russell,” Ginger grinned and left.
Eve, once again, rolled her eyes.
“Can you please put on some clothes, Julian?”
“After I get a drink,” he replied.
“Julian,” she sighed, “Why do you have to be so difficult?”
“Eve,” he said dully, “What are you even doing here?” he downed his scotch,
“Ging and I were having a great session…”
“That’s one other thing I wanted to talk to you about,” she paused when
she felt she had his attention, “I…I don’t think it’s a good idea for you
to pursue any relationship at this stage…”
“What?!” he interrupted her, “And who are you to be telling me what is
and isn’t right?!”
“Julian, please, calm down, I just don’t think that it would be very healthy.
I believe it can slow down your recovery…”
“You think getting involved with anyone right now will harm my recovery?”
he asked.
She simply nodded, and he simply laughed in her face.
“Why are you laughing?”
“I’m laughing at your ridiculous excuse…”
“What are you talking about?”
“Your excuse to why you don’t want me with another woman,” he set down
his glass and walked towards her, leaving his cane behind, “I know why you
don’t want me with another woman, darling,” he pulled her into his arms,
“You just can’t stand the sight of me with anyone else,” he laughed right
before he kissed her madly.
Eve pulled back from Julian and slapped him, causing his head to turn.
He raised his hand up to his cheek and then winked at Eve before shoving
her back onto the couch. She gasped when she saw him advance towards her.
“Julian, no!” she said as she was about to get up, but was stopped by his
hands.
“Isn’t that the truth, Eve?” he asked as he caressed her between her thighs
through the rough material of her jeans, “Isn’t that why you don’t want
to see me with another woman?” he whispered, his lips hovering over her
parted ones.
Eve’s eyes stayed on his while she drank his scotch flavored hot breath.
“I…I can’t…” she cried out.
“You can’t what?” he brushed his lips against hers softly.
“I can’t stand seeing you with anyone else. Not in the past, not now, and
not ever!” she wrapped her arms around his neck, “I can’t stop thinking
about you; I can’t stop wanting you,” she brought him down onto her and
began kissing Julian with an intensity that even surprised her.
“You two just never know when to quit,” Abby grinned as she held a hand
over her eyes.
Both Eve and Julian jumped up.
“Uh, we didn’t see you there,” Eve said, as she smooth her hair down.
“I kind of guess that this time…and the first time,” she laughed.
“I should go,” Eve blurted out and scurried out of the room.
Julian sighed and looked to his daughter.
“Perfect timing, Abigail Van Buren,” Julian joked.
“Daddy, you know how I hated when you would call me that,” she scolded
him.
“Yes, I know, but you look so cute when you make that face,” he laughed
and smiled, “God, I still can’t believe how much you’ve grown up,” he shook
his head, “I wish,” he looked down, “I wish I could’ve seen you…”
“Dad,” she rushed to him and hugged him, “Don’t worry,” she whispered,
“You’re here now,” Abby said as she held onto him tightly.
The two visited with each other, and the next day, Abby moved in. She had
moved all her things out of TC and Eve’s house and brought them over to
the mansion.