CHAPTER ONE
The minute I saw her, I wanted her. That was pretty damn obvious. She laid there on the ground looking like a wounded angel…
With her blonde curls, a pretty face, and rose colored lips, I just wanted to touch her.
She resembled someone I had seen before….someone I had loved very much…someone who had meant everything to me.
She looked almost identical to my decreased wife Sarah.
Looking at this beautiful woman, I felt that maybe Sarah had found her way back to me.
That isn't possible, I reminded myself still staring at this strange woman in disbelief. But who would ever think anything I had been through lately was possible? I sure as hell didn't.
"You like her, huh?" Merle smirked at me, waking me up from my daydream.
"Hardly," I said dismissing Merle's comments.
I could not let my emotions show around my men. I did not want them see how a beautiful girl could impair my judgment. I could not ever look weak in front of them or anyone else.
"So her and friend are coming back to Woodbury with us?" Martinez asked, noticing my fixation on her.
"Yeah. We need to blindfold them. Incase they wake up. You guys can take her, the blonde will ride in my truck with me," I said plainly.
"Her name is Andrea," Merle said as I picked her up in my arms, I could see his disapproval. How did he know her anyways? That was something I would have to figure out later. No time for questions now.
"Andrea," I said smiling wickedly at her, then softly placing her in the front seat of my truck. Merle said something dirty about giving her my dick or something as he walked off with Martinez, the two of them laughing loudly now.
I almost snapped a sly remark in response, but decided that it was not worth it.
Getting rid of Merle and Martinez was what I had wanted so I could be alone with this blonde beauty.
I gently brushed back the hair that was falling in her face, with both of my hands.
"You are safe with me now, sweetheart. We're going home," I whispered in her ear.
This woman hadn't opened her eyes, hadn't even said a word to me, and yet I was under her spell. Completely madly in love with her. How could you feel a connection to someone you just meet?
Someone who was in a coma state.
Didn't these things take time? I mean I spent several evenings with a pretty woman named Rowan, but I didn't feel this way about her.
No INSTANT connection there. But with her it was different. Because she looked so damn much Sarah, I admitted only to myself. Of course I would love her immediately.