38. Kira is missing.
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Cash gently layed Stella onto her new bed. Everything smelled fresh, like paint.
She had open windows, the birds were singing in the mountain air.
There were fresh flowers everywhere. Cash gave her two pain pills. "I need you pain free when I make love to you later."
She pulled him to her.
"You sure, you aren't still hung up on Kira?"
He stroked her hair. "Stella I will always have feelings for that girl, but a man can only take so much."
He kissed her again. " I have to go get some supplies in town, don't worry Ash is home.
I have him working in the kitchen, unpacking new supplies. Just call him, he will keep you warm."
California ...
Drake was getting worried. Kira never came back to the hotel. He walked down to the bar to look for her. She was gone.
Drake tried to call her, it went to voicemail.
He walked over to the hospital to see his dad. He walked into the ER entrance as the front entrance was closed.
He dialed her again. He recognized her unique ring tone, it was Johnny Cash's ring of fire. It was playing somewhere there, in the ER.
He followed the ringing. He saw her then, tied to the bed. She was out of her mind. She was all banged up, a bandage on her head. She was moving her head side ro side.
The nurse saw him and asked if he knew her.
" I do, her name it Kira Brownstone. What happened to her, I dropped her at the gym this morning, she never came back."
" She had a bad accident. She was hit by a car, we think. A man found her in the street, like this." She said.
" Why the restraints?" he asked.
"She had been combative to staff." She told him.
" Untie her, I will stay with her, can you put her in with my pops on oncology floor, I can stay with them both there." He offered.
She said," You sure?"
He nodded. " Let me make a phone call real quick."
He went out and called his cousin.
" Hey, I'm afraid I got some bad news, it Kira"...
He filled Cash in on her accident.
" Not sure if she will make it, she's calling for you"....he lied, trying to get Cash to bring Stella home with him.
He said," I will catch the next flight. Stay with her please." He said.
Drake agreed.
Ash was packing. He had to go to Egypt to present his portion of the business proposition he was responsible for, Storm was on his way back, he had a surprise for Stella, from Egypt.
Cash went to Stella. He sat on her bed.
" Bad news, I'm affraid I have to go home. I will make sure the boys are with you." He said, petting her hair.
" What is it Cash?" She sat up straighter. Her leg on a pillow.
" Kira, she's been in a bad accident, I'm affraid she might be dying, Drake is with her. She's calling for me. I have to go. I owe her that much."
Stella nodded. " I'm so sorry, yes... go my love." He handed her a red velvet box.
" I...I was hoping we could have a real engagement, I got you something." He kissed her arm.
It was the Tikka. The beautiful piece of jewelry that he had purchased for her.
"Stella here, let me put this on you." He placed it on her head, clipped it into her hair.
It hung onto her forhead.
Stella cried. "This is so beautiful Cash, I love it."
He turned red. "I never had more pleasure than seeing you wear this." He whispered as he lay next to her.
He had an hour before he had to leave.
He removed her gown.
She touched his trousers, finding the button, she unzipped his pants.
He was careful not to hurt her as he finally slid into her warmth. " Ohhh...it's better than I've been imagining." He said.
Stella let him take the lead. He was her big protector. He might easily hurt her, but he didn't. He filled her up so deeply.
She felt herself let go as her body responded sending spasms around him.
He groaned and said," I cant...I can't hold on."
He was too quick. He knew it. He thought it would be different.
He thought that he could be in control. He felt her gripping him tightly. He felt her shudder.
" Oh...Cash it's amazing."
She cried out again. "Cash you are so amazing. So very amazing, so very...ah...filling"... she smiled.
He knew he could pleasure a woman with his attributes, but Stella, she was more appreciative, some backed off.
They were afraid of his size. He pulled away. " I got to catch my flight."
She smacked his bare butt as he left.
" Wait, one more kiss!" She cried.
He turned around and gave her a deep kiss. She wanted more of him. He pulled away.
" More? You need more of me?" He asked incredulous.
No woman was ever left wanting more of him.
She touched her lips, and frowned, not wanting him to go.
" Okay, go. Next time though, I will be walking by then, I hope."
" You Stella are like a unicorn. You really want more?" He asked.
She threw a pillow at him.
" Don't look at me like that, I am finding that I am a very sensual tom boy."
He nodded. " Like I said, Storm is coming to stay with you, so you won't be all alone. I know your needs."
She knew he was only after her best interest. He wasn't a possessive man like most.
She fell asleep. Four hours later, Ash came in and kissed her goodbye.
" I'm off to Egypt. Storm should be here in an hour or so. Stella, can you tell me something?" He asked her as he turned to go.
" Would you consider, well I mean we don't know eachother very well yet, by but I know you have the biggest heart a man could want. The thing is"...
She pulled him to her.
" Spill is Ash." She moved his curlly hair from his eye.
" Would you ever consider marraige to a guy...a guy like me?" He asked timidly.
She said," Are you asking me to marry you?" She thought he was terribly sweet.
He shook his head. " When I ask you, I will do it really big, so then... it's like a maybe thing?"
She nodded. " Ash, a girl couldn't do any better than a man like you."
He kissed her, then went in again and kissed her deeper.
" I'll see you soon, I hope." He grinned.
He said," Get dressed Storm has a surprise for you."
She nodded and laughed. "I love a good surprise!"
He kissed her again, raining down kisses onto her cheeks, her eyes, her nose, her lips.
He handed her something then.
She took it.
"Read it when I'm gone." He said as he left.
She opened it after he left her.
There is a gentle often springs
to life in me, because it speaks of you.
Its reasoning about love’s so sweet and true,
the heart is conquered, and accepts these things.
‘Who is this’ the mind enquires of the heart,
‘who comes here to seduce our intellect?
Is his power so great we must reject every other intellectual art?
The heart replies ‘O, meditative mind.
This is love’s messenger and newly sent
to bring me all Love’s words and desires.
His life, and all the strength that he can find,
from her sweet eyes are mercifully lent,
who feels compassion for our inner fires.
She recognized this from a famous poet.
She kissed his hand written note to her. Stella sighed. " How romantic is he, he is sweetness."
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