The Lobster Shack was quickly
filling up with people for the dinner rush as Eve and TC entered and waited
to be seated.
Eve smiled tenderly at TC. “Thanks, honey, for suggesting that we eat
out. It’s been a really long day.”
“Sure, sweetheart, I love taking you out.” TC grinned and kissed her briefly.
Eve returned his affection, running her hands along his shoulder. Looking
up, she spotted Julian and Rebecca entering the restaurant.
Julian’s eyes met hers and he paused for a moment, only to be yanked along
by Rebecca. Annoyed, he yanked his arm away and smiled seductively
at Eve, remembering their encounter that afternoon.
Eve blushed. She knew exactly what he was thinking, and there was no way
she was going to let him see that she had been thinking about it too.
Reaching up, she pulled TC’s head down and kissed him passionately, in an
effort to kill any memory of what had happened at the hospital - to show
Julian Crane that she was not affected by him in the least…but most of all,
to show him that she loved TC, and only him.
A long moment later, TC pulled back, gasping for air. “Where did that
come from, Eve? You are usually such a private person about things
like this…not that I am complaining.” He grinned with pleasure.
“Kiss me again, TC,” Eve purred, molding her body close to his.
TC gladly obliged. He had never known Eve to be so forward, and it
really turned him on.
“My, my, isn’t this cozy?” Rebecca chirped.
TC jumped back, blushing slightly.
“I had given you up as a prude, Eve,” she smirked.
Eve’s face reddened.
TC pulled Eve close again. “Mind your own business, Rebecca.”
He scowled at Julian. “Eve happens to be a very passionate woman.”
“Oh, I am sure she is.” Rebecca eyed Eve with an evil grin. “Wouldn’t
you agree, Pookie?” She reached for Julian’s hand.
“Yes, it looks that way.” He smiled deeply at Eve.
TC had had enough. “It looks like our table is ready, sweetheart; thank
goodness. One more minute with these two and I would have thrown up.”
Feeling somewhat foolish for trying to impress Julian with her boldness toward
TC in public, she mumbled her agreement and shuffled off after him.
Julian grinned wickedly. He knew she was never going to be with TC
the woman she was with him, and he aimed to prove that to her.
Julian and Rebecca were waiting for their lobster when Julian spotted Eve
heading to the restroom. “Uh, dear, I think I will go to the bar and
get a fresh drink. I’ll be right back.”
“Don’t go hitting on any young thing now,” she warned, tapping her glass
He bent down to kiss her cheek. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”
As Eve finished reapplying her make up, the door swung open and Julian sauntered
in. “Julian!” she gasped. “What are you doing in here?”
He smiled and locked the door. “I came to help you freshen up. It’s
been what - four hours since your lips have been thoroughly inspected for
their sweetness, softness…their ability to drive a man insane at the mere
touch of his lips on them?” He advanced toward her.
“Julian…” She backed away from him. “I will scream if you touch me.”
He grinned. “Scream with pleasure? I can definitely arrange that.”
He now stood in front of her, blocking any escape she might try to make.
When he reached out to touch her, she batted his hand away, her heart pounding
madly at his nearness.
“Oh, you fight me, Eve, but I know you.” He pulled her into his arms.
“I know how your body reacts when I hold you close and caress you.”
He brushed her lips with his. “Let me remind you what it feels like
to be with me, to kiss me, to make love to me…” His eyes darkened with passion.
“Let me show you what you have been missing for twenty-five years.”
She pushed him back and slapped him. “You are unbelievable; I can’t
believe I fell for that ‘new’ Julian crap.” Her eyes flashed with anger.
“New and improved.” He smiled sweetly. “I have come to my senses. I
realize that I can’t live without you, and that you can’t live without me.
It is up to me to make you see the error of your ways.”
“Why, I never…”
“Kiss me, Eve. Kiss me like you tried to kiss TC. You were, after all,
trying to convince yourself that you have the same fire and passion with
him that you do with me, no?” He brushed his lips against hers again.
Her chest heaved with anger and unwanted desire. ‘Damn him; is there
no level he won’t stoop to?’ she cursed.
“You are a vile man,” Eve hissed, desperately trying to control her body’s
response to his touch. “I was showing my husband how much I love and adore
him.” She turned her head sideways to avoid his lips.
Brushing her cheek, he nibbled her ear. “Is that what it was?
Here I thought you were trying to make me jealous.” He turned her face
toward him. “Well, it worked; I was jealous. I wanted to be the one
you were kissing…like this…” He softly pressed his lips to hers, moving
gently over her mouth.
Eve’s knees went weak, and she sank against him.
When she parted her lips slightly, forgetting she was supposed to resist
him, he immediately plunged in, giving her no chance to cut him off.
Over and over he ravished her mouth and lips until she gave in and returned
each kiss with the same fervent passion he was displaying to her.
His hands roamed over her back and down her side. He backed her toward
the counter, and then with one swift movement, placed his hands on her backside
and shamelessly lifted her up onto it, allowing her to sit on his hands as
he caressed her.
Eve, beside herself with desire, allowed him to touch her there, not bothering
to protest. At that moment, she just didn’t care, and TC Russell was
the last thing on her mind.
Slowly, he moved one hand out from beneath her and slipped it up under her
loose shirt, caressing her stomach, his mouth still seducing hers.
His heart pounded, threatening to leap right out of his chest as her hands
stroked his neck and shoulders. Deciding to push her further, he grazed
his fingers up her stomach, tentatively. Not wanting to shock her, he brushed
his thumb against her bra-clad breast and then placed his entire hand over
Eve gasped and somehow found the strength to push him back. “Stop…”
she cried, her face burning with embarrassment. “I can’t believe I
let you touch me.” She jumped down from the counter.
“Believe it, my love. It will happen again.” He breathed heavily, clutching
his hand over his heart. “You can’t help yourself. You can’t resist
our love anymore than I can.”
“No! I can, and from now on, I will. Don’t ever come near me
again, you hear?” she stormed, on the brink of tears. “I love TC, and
I will remain faithful to him from now on!” she declared defiantly.
Julian quickly grabbed her hand before she could rush out of the restroom.
He pulled her close and placed a sweet and tender kiss on her lips.
“I love you, Eve, and I will remain faithful to you….forever,” he returned,
smiling tenderly at her wide-eyed expression. The only woman I am going
to be making love to, very soon, is you, Eve. That is my vow to you.”
Disbelief crept into her eyes. “Never! I will never let you. You will
have to force me,” she spat.
“Oh, my dear Eve, on the contrary…you will be begging me,” he replied, leaning
close for another kiss.
Eve backed off, yanking her hand away. “That’s it! I am going back
to my HUSBAND.” She stormed out of the room, trembling with rage.
‘The nerve of that man!’ She stopped to reapply her lipstick. As she
gazed into the tiny mirror of her compact, she suddenly got uneasy.
From now on, she would have to be more careful not to give Julian another
opportunity to catch her alone somewhere.
Julian stood outside the bathroom, watching Eve. He smiled widely.
He knew he had gotten under her skin, and it was only a matter of time until
she would no longer be fighting him.