Free Time for Change by Sam Crescent Page B

gave orders with the guards to make sure that
the next time Rachel left he was notified immediately.
    He cared about her too much to risk anything happening to her. Chris had
lost so much in his life. He wasn’t willing to risk Rachel, and if that meant
keeping an eye on her at all times then that was what he was going to do.

Chapter Eight
     
    Rachel nibbled on her lip as she signed all the necessary paperwork that
gave up her apartment. Chris was talking with the landlord as she was given the
paperwork to read through. They’d already been to her workplace to pick up her
stuff. While she’d been talking to the manager, Chris had gone toward the back.
There was no shouting or anything to cause her any real concern.
    He wasn’t lying about wearing the trousers. His control did comfort her,
but in light of everything that was happening she was concerned about what she
was going to do with her life.
    Staying at home all day twiddling her thumbs and waiting for Chris to
get home didn’t sound ideal to her. She finished reading through the document,
wishing there was something she could do.
    What did she want to do? She had feelings for Chris, and no matter how
much she thought about it, she couldn’t leave him. Their life had changed
enough for her to know not to back out.
    Hands on her shoulders startled her. “Wow, you’re incredibly jumpy
today,” he said.
    She saw the landlord had disappeared. “Have you settled everything with
him?”
    “Yeah, I’ve paid him rent and given him enough money for him not to be
out of pocket for new tenants.” He leaned down brushing his lips against her
neck. She closed her eyes loving the feel of his lips on her skin.
    When his hands were on her she lost all the doubts from her mind.
    “Come back to me, baby,” he said.
    “I love your touch.” She whimpered as his hand caressed down her body to
squeeze her breast.
    “Good, I’m going to take you to lunch when all of this is done.”
    “What about moving in?” she asked.
    “I’ve already arranged for a firm I trust to take care of your stuff.
It’ll be at the apartment when we get back.” Chris stroked over her nipple,
making her gasp.
    “You’re in control of everything.”
    “I know what I need to get things moving. Trust me, Rachel, this will
work between us. We’ll figure everything out.” He kissed her temple.
    She signed her name on the final sheet of paper work. Standing up, she
turned to face him. “I can’t sit at home all day doing nothing. I need to
work.”
    “Good, there’s a position at the hospital for me. I’ll hire you as my
personal assistant. We’ll be together all the time. You’ll learn to trust me
that way.”
    “This is not about trust.” However, thinking about it now, she liked the
thought of seeing him all the time. Working was in her blood. She’d never been
a lazy person.
    “I know. I fucked up that night two years ago, Rachel.” He wrapped his
arms around her, pulling her in close.
    “What do you mean?” She heard him sigh.
    “My biggest regret in life was bringing a woman home. I’d watched you
for so long, and I felt desire for you. I felt like a monster for wanting you.
You always looked at me like I was some god who could do no wrong. There is a
lot of wrong I can, baby, I promise you. I’m not perfect at all. I wanted you.
Whenever I saw you I wanted to get you naked and fuck you so hard and fast that
you didn’t know where I ended and you began.”
    She leaned back to look at him, seeing the truth on his face. “You
really wanted me that badly?”
    “Baby, when it comes to you, I always want you.”
    “Why did you get another woman? Why were there so many women?”
    “I never saw any interest in your eyes. I couldn’t force something like
that. We’ve always been close, Rachel. You’re a great friend. If I pushed
something that was only alive in me and not in you, I risked far more than
rejection. I risked losing you. Losing you is not an option