"Vincent!!! What are you doing here?" I said as I ran into his arms. "Vincent, oh my god you can't be here. They will take you back to prison." I started to get scared and I pulled him into the trees to hide him. He just started laughing. "This is not funny," I said.
"Actually baby this is very funny. I like that you still worry about me." He said.
"Vincent really what are you doing here?" I said.
"Do you not want me here?" He asked me. He wrapped his arms around me and I did the same.
"I'm very happy to see you," I said.
"Good because I'm happy to see you too." He said. "Come with me, I can't be in the open for too long."
"We can go to my place. I don't live far from here." I said. He nodded at me and we left. We got back to my home and my head was just all over the place. What the hell was he doing here after all this time?
"My father tells me you got a job in Texas?" He asked me.
"Is that why you're here?" I asked him.
"Yes and no. I wanted to show up for your graduation, but I had to make sure I would be safe first. Page are you sure you want to go to Texas? I mean you will have no one there." He said.
"I'm very happy to see you Vincent, but if Richard asked you here to try and talk me out of it. You are all wasting your time." I said. He studied me for a minute.
"You really have changed Page."
"What do you mean by that?" I asked.
"I just mean your much more beautiful and sexy when your strong and in charge of yourself." He said. I just looked at him with a smirk on my face. He was different too. He looked bigger as if he actually grew. He also looked more tired or stressed out. I wasn't too sure.
"Vincent, how have you been?" I asked him. He took a seat on the couch.
"This place is nice for as small as it is." He said. I walked over to him and took a seat next to him.
"Come on, don't change the subject," He took a deep breath.
"Things are good back home. I have some new men working for me and things have been pretty smooth and quiet." He said.
"What about your private life? Are you seeing anyone?" I asked. I don't really know why I asked him this, but it just sort of came out. He looked at me and then he looked back at his hands.
"No Page, I'm not seeing someone. I don't have time for a woman in my life," he said. That sounded a bit staged to me.
"So, you're just single then. No one to share your bed with?"
"What about you? Do you have someone you share your bed with?" He asked me. I smiled.
"No Vincent, I don't share my bed with anyone. I like it that way. It makes my life more suitable for me." I said.
"Yeah, my father said you were on some sort of life mission."
"Your father needs a good talking to, if you ask me," I said.
"Why Page? He is just worried about you. He cares about you."
"I know, he does, but he has to let me be sometimes," I’m
"So Page have you found it?" He asked.
"You?" He said. I smiled at him and thought about it for a moment.
"I think I have to a point. I'm really excited about Texas. It's something I have done for myself. Something that I can take all the credit for." He smiled at me.
"I've really missed you, Page."
"Oh, you missed me so much that I haven't heard from in all this time?" I said as I crossed my arms.
"I could say the same thing about you." He said. I mean he wasn't wrong. I couldn't argue with that. He sat there just looking at me. "I like your dress." He said. I then realized I was still in my bridesmaids dress. I looked down and laughed. "I look just like Pepto Bismol," I said. I never really cared for the color pink, but for my best friends, I wore it. He laughed.
"I think you look good in Pepto Bismol." He said with that beautiful smile on his face. I just laughed and smacked his arm. He grabbed my arm and pulled me into his lap. His hands ran down my arms and I was frozen in my place. This is not something I wanted. I was ready to fight him, but his soft lips came to mine. It had been so long since I kissed him. Or anyone for that matter. "I miss you, baby." He said softly. My body started to betray me in all ways. I didn't know I was craving this until it was right at my door. I couldn't help myself as I wrapped my arms around him and just kissed him.
"Vincent, we should stop," I said, sounding out of breath. "I'm not ready for this,"
"Your body is telling me different." He whispered. He was right, all I wanted to do was rip his clothes off and fuck him until I couldn't walk for three days. It had been so long since I had been in anyone's arms and my body was craving it. I just couldn't get my head and heart to cooperate with each other. I sat back and looked into his hungry eyes.
"This won't change anything," I said, as I pulled my dress off and went back to his lips. We made love on the couch most of the night. When I say make love. I mean that Vincent treated my body like a temple. He was soft and loving and took his time to give attention to each part of my body. He made me orgasm all night long. I laid there in the early morning hours just listing to him softly snoring. My life was here. His life was in Russia. This is never going to work for us. I needed to pull my head out of my ass and realize that. Sleeping with him was a huge mistake. I felt lost again. A feeling that I tried so hard to keep away.
A feeling that I promised myself I wouldn't feel again. Now, what was I going to say to him when he woke up? How was I going to crush this man again? I had to go forth with my plans. I have to know what else is out there for me. I don't want to give up my life for anyone right now. I can't be feeling love for Vincent or Spencer if all I want to do is push them away, right? I kept saying to myself. I should have sent him away last night. Why do I keep doing these dumb things? I felt him move and he turned over some in his sleep. That's when I got a good look at his left arm. There in ink was an open book with page's falling out of it. That was new because it wasn't there before. I looked a little closer and in small writing was the name Page.