39. Storm arrives.
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Stella had a shower, the nurse changed her bandage, the swelling was improving.
She wheeled herself out to the back yard.
Stella inhaled the fresh air, listening to the sweet sound of birds in the trees.
This place is magical, she thought.
Drake called her.
"Yes, Drake.. why do you keep calling?" She asked him.
He smiled. "I wanted to check on you. How is the leg doing?" He asked her.
" It's there ..and no infection. I can't put weight on it yet. Storm is coming by, he will help me get around." She said flatly.
.
Stella had moved on. She was finding these other Palmer men very loving and desirable.
He was feeling sick about that.
" Stella, was there anything that I did...well... before with you, when we were together...something maybe I taught you about s*x?"
She wasn't going to have a very good answer for him, but she told him anyway.
" Yes, yes Drake. You taught me that I was worthy of so much more.
You taught me that I should seek other partners that please me, and that I can be free, not just tied to one man, one person that didn't even want to be with me."
He realized he did show her that side of s****l relationships between men and women.
" Don't be like me Stella. Those women, and there were plenty, they were more like, instant gratification.
It was always so easy for me. I never really had a girl that I wanted to make a life with.
Not until I lost you... Stella I am obsessed...it was all true, Olivia was mad at you because she knew it too, I am obsessed with you."
She looked at her hand, her fingernails needed a manicure.
And still he won't say he loves me...
" Drake you can be obsessed by food, shopping, drugs, s*x, even cars. There is one difference though, you only want me...because you can't have me."
He said," I'm trying to change all of that. I admit I was harsh."
" Drake" ...she said softly..."You threw a party to celebrate me leaving."
He sighed." I did, I did do that...but maybe it didn't serve me at all.
I tried to push the thought of you being in my life away."
" Well, I am having my own little party over here. I am celebrating being young, alive, exploring parts of me that I didn't know existed.
I can have anything I want. I wanted you at one time, I think...now... I think I dodged a bullet."
Drake just heard her say that she regreted wanting to be with him.
" I'm sorry, I truly am. If I could turn back time, I would marry you right away, I would get you pregnant and keep you away from all others." He admitted.
She laughed.
" Oh, Hello Storm! Be right with you, yeah put those flowers in water for me, thank you sweatheart."
She was saying this to the birds in the trees. Storm wasn't even there yet.
Drake frowned, jealous...he tried one last thing.
" Stella I want to kiss you, I want my lips on you.. all over your hot little body. When I'm done I will take you, I will give you so much pleasure, deep pleasure."
Stella thought about that.
" Will you hold back on your own desires and pleasure for me, for my needs?" Stella asked him.
" I will." He said, lying.
That's like stopping the tide from coming in.
" Drake, I don't believe you, it has not been my experience with you. As far as deep love making, I have Cash mmm...he is very satisfying, very, very deep."
She hung up in him.
Drake's mouth hung open.
She's Killing me here.....
Drake called her back.
" Just one more thing." He said.
" What?... I've tried to tell you that I've moved on, I've been fairly explicit with how I've done this.
I am really sorry that I am not just a push over, I don't take s**t from guys like you, so what could you possibly have to offer me?" She was almost shouting.
" You remember me, I was there when you were growning up.
I was at your house every day almost. I was your very first lover, you chose me for some reason.
I think you owe me, you owe me another chance. Just one little chance.
I will give you the moon, the stars, I will find a way to make you happy. I want you to think about it, don't decide right away, just think on it. Also your horse misses you like hell." He smiled.
" I will not think about it, I will not give your ugly face another chance, your smelly stinky feet or your hideous body. I won't, you repulse me." She said smiling.
He smiled,"Thank you, I know that you only tell me these things to make me think others won't want me.
That way you can have me all to yourself. I know...I will call you tomorrow dear."
Stella sighed. She was starting to get a head ache.
Drake sent her a text, a heart imoge. A dumb heart imoge.
She smiled though,
her cold heart began to thaw towards him, just a little.
Stella wheeled back to her room. She called her nurse for her pain medicine.
She heard a man coming in, he was singing. He had a great voice.
She looked down the hallway.
" Storm! You made it!" She cried.
He came in and opened the curtain. " Too dark in here, in fact you need to get out of here. I'm taking you for a drive!"
She smiled. " Okay, where to?" She asked.
" That's for me to decide." He said flatly.
This man was not like Ash, he was used to giving commands and people acting on them.
" Storm what do you do for a living?" She asked as she got into her wheel chair.
" Well besides my day job at the insurance company, I'm a race car driver, Cash is my mechanic. Ash drives to, but he's never beaten me. I'm good, real good." He grinned a lopsided sexy grin.
Stella got excited. "I'm ready!" She said as he walked down the hallway.
"Coming?" he asked.
She used her arms to wheel herself. Ash had wheeled her everywhere before, this was new, refreshing.
Storm pulled up an Astin Martin, it was a beautiful blue color. Like the clear sky.
He opened her door for her.
She waited for him to pick her up. He just waited for her to figure it out.
He was making her take care of herself. She liked it.
She finally got in. She was so exhausted. She sat back, breathing hard.
Storm buckled her belt for her. He handed her some water.
She thanked him.
He tore away from the drive way. They drove into the mountains, winding roads.
She loved it, her adrenaline rose as he deftly took the curves and turns of the road. He was a very skilled driver.
He pulled over at an outlook. He helped her get her leg out, but that was all. She had to move, if she wanted to.
She leaned on the car and just sat there. She didn't have her wheel chair.
He had pity on her and picked her up.
" You are not going to get better if everyone coddles you, you know. You are quite a baby."
She nodded. " Will you...can you push me to get better?"
He said," I can."
" Storm, you love speed don't you?" She asked him.
He nodded.
" I want nothing more in this world than to run fast again."
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