Thomas' POV
I slept most of the day, only waking to eat and drink until the next morning when I felt a slight pain in my leg only to open my eyes and see Charlie pulling my bandage off painfully slow: Charlie if you are going to do it just do it, unless you like to torture me, in which case continue because you are doing a fantastic job.
She jumped and let out a large breath breath saying: Jeezuz, you scared me half to death. I'm sorry, I just hoped I could change your bandages while you were still asleep so that you didn't have to feel any pain.
She then ripped it off making me jump and let out a yell: O-kay… I think your way was fine, in fact, better… I apologize.
I heard her giggle and opened my eyes through my pain to see her smiling at me, I looked at her for a moment, I found myself thinking her to be the most attractive women I had ever seen.
Over the next few weeks I was doing better and was even able to start walking with a stick for support. We were sitting around the fire talking when I realized the feeling hadn't dissipated. Here we were in an unbearable situation, but I only felt happiness.
Charlie interrupted my thoughts by moving in close and kissing me, it was slow and passionate, and I deepened the kiss by pulling her closer, it was the best kiss I had ever had and I didnt want to let her go when she pulled away to look at me.
"Thomas… I… I love you, I didnt think it was possible after what Mark and what he did to me but I do, I love you so much and cant imagine my life without you.
I looked at her intently taking in everything she said, I wanted to tell her that I loved her too, that after seeing her strength, intelligence and compassion I would die for her, live for her and even kill for her. I would do anything if it meant she was happy. I was overwhelmed with feelings I had never known. I looked her in the eyes, more emotional than I knew myself capable to be. I wanted her badly and to tell her how I felt but all I could get out was: Charlie?
"Charlotte" she said with a smile and her brows raised.
"I've always been a very impassive person, feelings are not something I'm used to but I… I feel much the same as you do. I'm sorry that I cannot find the words to tell you how I feel, you deserve that." Tears welled in my eyes but she cupped my face and smiled: I understand your meaning well enough.
Charlies POV
Since meeting Thomas, I had never seen him so flustered as he was in this moment, I didnt have to hear him say the words. He showed me he loved me in everything he did. This experience had taught me that nothing is promised and life is short, I didnt want to wait till we were saved, I stood and took my clothes off slowly as he watched, I could see his breath hitch in his throat as he surveyed my body. I knelt beside him and unbuttoned his pants as he he looked at me dumbfounded making me chuckle through my nose. I straddled his lap as his hands rounded my waist and back, I was wet and ready for him when he filled me up making me gasp for air at his size. He pulled me closer to kiss my neck causing butterflies in my stomach. He kissed me down my neck to my breasts and nibbled on my nipples making me inhale sharply as he pushed and pulled my hips sliding in and out of me.
Everything he did brought me closer to the edge, I didn't know how to feel, either lucky or jealous of how he acquired the skills he had. I decided not to give it too much thought and I gave in to the bliss that he gave me. He held me tightly and even though we moved back and forth slowly the intensity of it kept rising for us both, I felt him release inside of me as he groaned, the look in his eyes was intense and my body completely surrendered to his touch sending me over the edge to find my own release
He held me firmly, but gently, the moonlight reflecting on our skin as we intertwined, two bodies becoming one. I'd given myself over to him and was completely, utterly, his, and I have never felt so scared, but so at peace in my entire life.
We lost track of how long it had been since we washed ashore. We spent our time exploring the island as well as each other. We bathed in the pond and made love near the waterfall. We spent every day talking about our lives back home, our hopes, dreams and future together, things they would do when they got off the island. "Ice cream" I said: God I miss Ice cream and garlic bread and seasonings in general. What about you, what do you miss?
Thomas smiled and said: I miss a good glass of Scotch, Fettuccine Alfredo, and yes Ice cream. We both giggled and continued talking as lay in eachothers arms on the white soft sand, taking in the sun and truly enjoying each others company.
3rd Person POV
Franklin Parker who is Thomas's uncle just arrived at a Parker Industry board meeting. Franklin a tall lanky man with a thin comb over, dressed in a double breastfed pin striped suit walked into the board meeting and set his briefcase on the table and immediately and gruffly growled as he said: Where, is, my, nephew?
The board members started to speak, murmuring all the reasons they hadn't found him as he interrupted with a yell: Shut up! I don't want excuses. Just tell me where we are at in the search, it's been months and Im starting to lose my patience.
After giving an update, everything they head learned which wasn't much beyond someone seeing what they thought might have been a fire at night on an island Franklin said: I want as many boats, helicopters, planes out there as possible looking for my nephew, do, you, understand me!
The board member all murmured in agreement as they shook there heads yes and stared at Franklin. Franklin staring back raised his eyebrows and yelled: Now, go now, not a moment to lose! As he clapped his hands and motioned for them to get up and go. They all stood and retreated out of the board room. Franklin went to his own office to find Thomas' Parents sitting on his sofa.
His mother Elaine Parker, with her clutch tightly held in both hands, anxiously waiting for Franklin's return and slightly biting her bottom lip, for which she always felt was undignified and unladylike, at this moment though, she was unaware of her body, all she could do is think, her mind racing with worry for her son.
Thomas' Father, William Parker, was sitting with his legs crossed smoking his cigar and watching Elaine bite her bottom lip, he thought she looked sexy worrying like that, that was probably the most human and womanly he had seen her in a very long time. As Franklin walked in Elaine jumped out of her seat and quickly said: Franklin! Where is he, where is my son?
Franklin turned and took a deep breath and with annoyance, said: Nothing has changed Elaine, we are still looking. Franklin didn't want to tell her about the siting as to not give her false hope. He looked at William who didn't show very much emotion at all. Most people would think he didn't care about his son but Franklin knew better, he knew that despite his cold nonchalant external behavior, his brother had a tell tell sign of worry, his legs were crossed and his dangling foot was swaying back and forth vigorously.
William sat up and said: Elaine, I know Franklin will get the job done, he will find young Thomas and bring him home. We should get out of the man's hair and let him work. William took Elaine by the hand and much to her dismay he walked her out of the office.