Freedom smells and feels amazing! All my senses are heightened. The air smells fresher, the sun feels warmer, the birdsong is sweeter.... I can hear the buzz of bees as they busy themselves collecting up nectar from the huge buddleia bushes lining the perimeter of the prison wall, along with Yannis heavy breaths as he carries me towards a large 4x4 with dark tinted windows, his large belt buckle rhythmically rubbing my overly sensitive nether region as I bounce with every step he takes.
He places me on the bonnet of the car and pulls me towards his body, squeezing my arse as he does, his eyes locking with mine as he presses his groin into me and growls gruffly at the contact.
I pull off his cap and drop it behind me on the bonnet of the car and run my hands through his silky black hair before pulling his face towards mine and pressing my lips firmly onto his mouth, his tongue immediately finding its way into my mouth as his hands tangle in the hair at the nape of my neck, pulling back lightly, exposing my throat before kissing his way down to my collarbone and biting firmly, sending electricity through me and causing a muted groan to leave my swollen lips. His hands have travelled down my torso, skimming my boobs and lingering briefly at my hips before running down my outer thighs to my knees then working themselves back upwards, his thumbs grazing my groins sending my mind into overdrive just as a loud honking sound startles us both.
The drivers side window opens and a voice says....
"Are you going to save any of those for the rest of us babe?"
"JIMMIE!!" I squeal, sliding off the bonnet and leaning through the window to hug him tightly around the neck. Oh how I have missed him!
"What are you doing here? How long have you been here? Is anyone else with you? Noah?" I ask hurriedly
"Get in the car, let's get out of here!" He says, starting the engine as Yanni opens the rear door and ushers me inside.
"Hi gorgeous!" Says Laura from the back seat, holding out her arms towards me as fat tears roll down her face.
I leap into the car and throw my arms around her, bursting into tears myself as Yanni closes the door and attempts to put my seatbelt around me, and Jimmie pulls away, joining the light evening traffic and heading into the city.
I wake up in a beautiful room, a sea of white surrounding me. Sitting up I find I am laying on an enormous bed, crisp white linens beneath me. The room is huge, floor to ceiling sash windows allow a view onto beautiful parkland, a small table and two pale blue armchairs sit invitingly in the bay window, the only colour in the room.
At that moment a door opens at the end of the bed and there stands Yanni, white towel slung low around his hips as he rubs his hair with a smaller hand towel before draping it around his neck. Water droplets are obeying the laws of gravity and making their way south over his firm abdomen. I try not to stare at his nipples, but fail miserably!
"Hey, you're awake! Are you hungry? You must be, you're a bag of bones. I'll order something, what would you like?" he enquires, approaching the bed and perching on the end.
"The menu in prison wasn't too creative, and Gordon Ramsay hasn't been in to terrify the catering department into being better cooks yet, plus I didn't want to eat until they let me see...well... erm... I just didn't want to eat there! I'm starving actually. Order whatever you like. I'd love a shower if I may. Where are we anyway? Where are Laura, your brother and Jimmie?" I'm aware that I'm babbling, almost confessing my need for him. This is not how I anticipated telling him how I feel about him, just blurting it out during a mild panic attack.
"That's a lot of questions! Ok, one, of course you can have a shower, I've bought you some new clothes, they're in that wardrobe there" he points beside me at the huge triple wardrobe.
"Two, we are at 'The Beale hotel' near Hyde Park. Three, Laura is at work and said she will come by tomorrow, Vinni went home to see Weeze and talk to Mrs T about Lola, and Jimmie is next door with Noah! I think that's covered everything hasn't it?" he asks, picking up the phone and ordering a very long list of food items to be delivered to us.
"N-N-Noah's here?" I stammer, my heart starting to pound rapidly in my chest as I remember all his messages and calls from my flight over!
"Yes, he was incredibly keen to come over and help in any way he could, as we're not working right now. Nice right!?"
"Erm, yes, very... kind! No Teddi or Parker?" I ask, hoping he says yes as then I might find my nerves settle down a bit if they are all here to support Yanni and myself.
"Nope, they have been calling frequently but they are still visiting with their rellies. They send their love"
SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!!
I need to listen to my messages and read my texts. Maybe there is something in them that can help me? Maybe he's in cahoots with Harry, after all, someone has been keeping him informed of my whereabouts and details, it could be him.
"Off to the shower then, freshen up and I'll choose you something to wear since I'm so good at that, then I'd love it if you would do me the honour of escorting me to dinner Miss Benfield." he bows dramatically and extends his hand to me, making me giggle at his goofiness as I accept his hand. He pulls me to my feet and embraces me tightly, whispering how much he missed me huskily into my ear sending shivers through my entire body, nerves firing all over..... ALL OVER.....
"I'd love to accompany you to dinner Mr smith, will we be dining alone?" I want to know if I need to be on guard, if Noah is eating with us then I want to be prepared.
"Abso-fucking-lutely! I don't want to share you with anyone right now, honestly, I don't even want to eat dinner, although I could be tempted to eat something!" he smirks, his tongue barely visible at the corner of his mouth as he looks down at my lower half!
"You perv! We will go out for dinner..." I say, slapping his arm playfully before heading towards the bathroom, removing my top and dropping it on the floor as I head towards the bathroom. I undo my bra and turn back towards him, letting the straps fall down my arms, my hands cupping my boobs, and coyly continue.....
"If you're a good boy I might even be your dessert!"
Winking I drop the bra down to my hands and biting my bottom lip I throw it at him before spinning on my heel and closing the door, his face a picture of shock and longing!