B.N. Many thanks for the reviews on the last chapter…mwahs for you all! Just to let you all know, I'm thinking of bringing the story to an end soon and possibly moving over to live journal, where it will be for friends only. The reason for this, is that I have noticed I've lost a lot of old reviewers and therefore think people aren't enjoying this story anymore (think I might have bored you), so sorry if I have =( I'm just feeling a little down hearted at the moment and wondering if it really is worth carrying on?
This chapter is dedicated to all the people who have taken time to leave me lovely reviews and kept me going for so long!…You know who you are *hugs*.. For Mel, my Tanya, your love and support has been overwhelming and I love you mentor… Viki, my Rosie, same goes for you babe for also putting up with my online rants, love you too! …Charliiee, for your texts during the day when you should be doing school work.. Naughty, hugs x D x
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Chapter 44 Lost and Found
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Slowly stirring under the weight of her husband's arm across her stomach, Donna opened her eyes and let them adjust to the brilliant sunlight, streaming in through the bedroom window. Her head was aching from the previous nights drinking and all the memories started to flood back, bit by bit…
…Oh my god, did I really have sex outside a nightclub? That's it, I'm not drinking again. What must people think of me? I'm not a teenager anymore for Christ's sake, I'm a mother, a grandmother, she thought to herself, placing her hand over her forehead, as she reflected for a few moments.
Gently turning to face Sam, she spent a few minutes just watching him peacefully sleeping. She couldn't help but smile to herself, as she peered at his handsome face and listened to his slow, steady breathing. It used to make her laugh when she woke to find Sam looking at her, but now she realised how warm inside it felt, knowing someone you love so much, was laying right beside you. Reaching out, she delicately stroked around the soft lines of his features, trying her best not to wake him. Still asleep, he tightened his grip on her body, pulling Donna closer towards him. It was simple gestures like that, that made her understand just how much he loved her. Even in his sleep, Sam felt it impossible not to protect her and keep her close. She had spent so many nights alone in her bed, that Donna now had to feel the heat of her husband's body against hers, in order for her to get a decent nights sleep. It was almost strange, but even as the nights grew uncomfortably hotter, she still had to have him there and holding her tight.
"Are you watching me sleep?" Asked Sam sleepily, not even opening his eyes.
Smiling, Donna ran her hand around to his back and snuggled even closer. "No." She replied, before placing a long, tender kiss on his lips.
Opening his eyes, Sam came face to face with his wife and smiled lovingly at her. "You're such a liar." He responded, returning a kiss to her soft lips. "Why didn't you wake me?"
Donna laughed quietly. "Because I was enjoying the peace and quiet." She said, sliding her hand further down Sam's back and into the waistband of his boxers.
"Cheeky." Sam giggled, as he felt Donna now giving his rear a squeeze. "Your head feeling a little delicate baby?" He asked, gently stroking a loose strand of hair from her forehead and tucking it behind her ear.
Nodding, she closed her eyes for a moment, as Sam gently kissed her forehead. "It's banging." She answered, looking back into her husband's steel blue eyes.
A sly smile spread across Sam's face, as he trailed his hand down over Donna's hip. "You know what they say, works wonders for a headache don't you?" He asked, now moving his hand further down and pulling his wife's leg up to rest on his hip. "An orgasm." He finished, wiggling his eyebrows at her.
"Not a chance Carmichael." Donna quickly responded, giggling at him, as he feigned a sad face and pretended to sulk. "I've got work to do and I certainly don't have the energy for that." She continued, giving him a quick kiss and climbing out of bed.
Sam rested up on his elbow and watched as his wife proceeded to pick up discarded items of clothing, in nothing but a red and black thong. He laughed every time she bent over and straightened up, holding her throbbing head. Realising he was finding it quite amusing to see her suffering, Donna turned and glared at him. He was slowly eyeing her up and down, obviously enjoying the sight of his wife cleaning up, practically naked in front of him.
"Are you just going to lay there and do nothing?" Asked Donna, holding the bundle of clothes against her naked breasts, to stop Sam staring at them.
Pulling the sheets back Sam grinned and glanced down towards his arousal concealed in his boxers. "Well I have offered my services Mrs. Carmichael." He laughed, as Donna's mouth dropped open in disbelief.
Throwing the pile of laundry at him, Donna walked into the bathroom and paused in the doorway to look back. "Then may I suggest, if that's all you have to offer…then you go it alone babe."
"Maybe I will." Sam laughed, resting his hand behind his head, giving her a wink.
"Filthy animal." Snipped Donna, closing the door behind her and making a point of locking it.
Giggling, Sam laid back down and peered up at the ceiling. "Ah she wants me and she knows it." He whispered to himself, closing his eyes at the sound of the running water in the bathroom.
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After making breakfast for everyone and downing some much needed painkillers, Donna continued with her chores for the day. She was feeling much better, but noticed only she was doing any work around the villa. Yes, they had all had a late night and yes, they had all drank…a lot, but still it was only her that was cracking on with things. She was a little pissed, that no one had even offered to help and hearing the phone ring for the third time, she had to run across the courtyard to answer it. Running through the doorway, she paused, as she realised Sam had already answered it and had sat down at her desk. Once she heard it was one of his sons, Donna made her up to their bedroom to collect the laundry and make the bed. She was exhausted and the midday sun wasn't helping matters, as her headache began to make an unwelcome return. Carrying the laundry basket down the stairs, she stopped at the bottom and looked at her husband as he ended the call. Slumping forward, Sam rested his head in his hands and sighed loudly.
"What is it now?" Donna asked, placing the basket down and walking round to stand behind him. "What's she done?" She added, wrapping her arms around Sam's shoulders, leaning her head next to his.
Even though she was pissed, Donna couldn't bare the thought of her husband being upset about his boys, when he was so far away and there was nothing he could do. She cared so much about them too and hated the fact that Lorraine was back on the drink and giving them a hard time. Donna never thought it was possible to hate a person as much as she hated Sam's ex-wife, but she knew airing her views, would only aggravate matters further.
Shaking his head, Sam turned and gently kissed Donna's cheek. "Just the usual, drunken calls and turning up at the apartment." He answered, in a quiet tone. "Do you know, I could fucking kill that woman for putting my kids through this." He added, unwrapping Donna's arms from around him, before standing and making his way upstairs.
Sighing, Donna followed her husband upstairs. Work could wait and besides, she couldn't leave him upset over his sons. Walking into the room and closing the door behind her, she joined her husband, who was now laying on the bed looking at his cell phone. Donna climbed onto the bed next to Sam and rested her head on his chest. Watching him scroll down to his ex-wife's number on the phone, she stopped him and took it off him.
"It won't help darling, she's not going to listen and besides, what are you going to say to her? Can you leave the boys alone?" Said Donna, slowly looking up at Sam's face. "If anything, it will make it worse for them. Hearing from you will just add fuel to the fire and we both know who she'll take it out on." She continued, reaching up to gently stroke his cheek. "Let's just hope she gets the message soon and leaves them both to live their lives."
Running his hand down her back, Sam pulled Donna closer against him. "You're right baby…As usual." He replied, now leaning close to kiss the top of her head. "I just wish there was something I could do."
They both felt so helpless, being so far away from New York, but Sam knew his wife was right. Kicking off with Lorraine would only enrage her and make her want to take it out on the closest thing to him, his boys. Under the influence of drink and god knows what else, Sam didn't know what his ex was capable of and tried desperately to push it to the back of his mind. Maybe when Ben and Zack had finished with college, they would consider coming and spending more time in Greece, but until then, they would be on their own and this filled Sam with such terrible guilt.
Sighing, Donna closed her eyes. "I know sweetheart, me too." She responded, snuggling close and enjoying a few quiet moments with him before she went back to work.
A few moments soon turned into an hour, as the pair of them drifted off into a light sleep. Contented to be in each others arms, safely cocooned in their own little world, away from the grief and harassment.
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The sound of shouting and things being smashed in the courtyard, made Donna sit bolt upright on the bed. She paused for a couple of seconds, wondering if it had been a dream, until she heard another crash and more raised voices.
"What the hell is going on?" Gasped Donna, shaking Sam awake, until he jumped up and realised something was going on downstairs.
Before they had time to react, Rosie came flying through the bedroom door, completely flustered and out of breath, as she rambled incoherently, arms flailing all over. Donna jumped up and grabbed hold of her shoulders, forcing her friend to calm down a little, in order to hear what she was saying.
Taking a deep breath, Rosie took hold of Donna's hand and proceeded to drag her out the room and down the stairs. "It's Tanya, she's gone mad." She gushed, as Sam followed closely behind. "She's throwing things at number two again."
Running out into the courtyard and round the corner towards the kitchen, the three of them came to a sudden stop. All they could hear was Tanya screaming obscenities from just inside the kitchen door, as James stood a few feet away in the courtyard, arguing back whilst dodging flying plates. Springing into action, without giving it a second thought, Donna ordered Sam to get rid of James, so she could try and calm Tanya down. Sam moved closer to take hold of his business partner's arm and instantly got hit by a piece of china, as it smashed against the wall next to him. Dragging James away, Sam watched as his wife cautiously approached the kitchen and took hold of her shaking friend.
"I think it's best if we vacate the hotel for a while." Said Sam, touching a small cut on his temple and looking down at the blood on his fingertips.
Shaking his head, James started to walk back to his room. "I'm leaving anyway, I've got to get back to New York." He replied, as Sam walked along side him. "I think that's why she lost it, she's crazy."
Sam didn't say anything, he just nodded in response. He knew whatever had happened between the pair was not really any of his business. Both Tanya and James were consenting adults, both knew that what they were doing was wrong, but it didn't stop lust and need for one another, taking over their senses. In this instance, both of them were to blame, but unlike Tanya, James stood to lose a lot more, if the brief affair was ever uncovered by his fiancé…but surely everyone has a few skeletons hidden away in their closets, right? Sam thought to himself, as he left his partner and went to find Pepper.
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Holding a trembling Tanya in her arms, Donna signalled to Rosie, to go and get her a drink from the bar and stayed silent for a few minutes, just letting her friend slowly compose herself. Peering out of the kitchen door, over the brunette's shoulder, Donna rolled her eyes at the sight of her broken dinner plates littering the courtyard. This was the first time she had ever seen her friend so visibly upset, especially over a man and she wasn't quite sure how to handle it. As Rosie returned with a bottle of scotch and three glasses, Donna smiled at her and gently rubbed Tanya's back.
"Do you want to talk about it sweetie?" Donna asked, slowly pulling back from her friend and wiping away her silent tears as she looked into her hazel eyes.
To her surprise, Tanya actually nodded and sat down at the kitchen table. She took a glass of scotch and downed it, before pouring herself another measure. Both Rosie and Donna, sat down to join her, waiting for her to speak, not wanting to push her for information before she was ready.
Swirling the amber liquid round in the glass, Tanya took a deep breath and peered up at her worried friends. "I love him." She said quietly, before looking back down at the contents of her glass.
Sighing, Donna took hold of her hand. "Oh honey." She whispered, watching Rosie pour herself a drink with a worried expression on her face.
"I told him and he told me to stop being so fucking stupid, it was nothing more than a bit of fun." Said Tanya, downing her second shot of scotch. "He made me sound like a cheap whore." She finished, slamming the glass down on the table and reaching for the bottle…
…The pain in her heart, was that of hurt and sadness. She had let her defences down and look at where it had got her. Ignoring her best friend's advice, she had indeed fallen for her ex-husband's charm and now she felt crushed, knowing he didn't feel the same way. Not intending to fall in love with James again, it started out a bit of fun, but for her it had gone past that. How could I let a man get to me like that? I'm so weak, Tanya thought to herself, pouring out yet another drink.
Rosie rolled her eyes. "With the millions of single men in the world, you decide to go for a married man." She said, taking a sip of her scotch.
"He's not married…yet." Tanya responded quickly, trying hard to defend herself, when she knew her friends just wanted to say 'we told you so'.
"He's as good as Tan." Said Donna, holding her glass out for Rosie to pour her a drink. "I hate to say it babe, but you're now the other woman and no matter which way you look at it, what you two have done could ruin a woman's life." She finished, peering back at her friend.
Donna hated being so direct with her friend, but she had to get her to listen to reason somehow. She knew all along it was going to end in tears, but she hadn't realised just how many. Tears flowed silently from Tanya's eyes, as she rested her head in her hands. She was a woman who was used to getting what she wanted and now the one thing she truly desired, was leaving Greece and going back to his life in New York. It was more than just lust, or sex, spending time together had made her realise, she had never stopped loving husband number two, but there was nothing she could do about it now. She had made her feelings perfectly clear to James and he had practically laughed in her face, causing the huge row, that the others had witnessed.
Straightening her back, Tanya swallowed hard. "I'm sorry about your plates Sheridan." She said, glancing out towards the courtyard, before looking back at her friend. "I don't know what came over me."
Smiling sweetly at her, Donna wiped the last of her friend's tears. "It's okay, I never liked the pattern anyway sweetie." She answered, trying to make her feel a little better by lightening the mood. "Gives me an excuse to spend Sam's money."
Tanya giggled, causing her two friends to laugh too. Yes she was upset, but she knew for the sake of her own sanity, she had to forget about James and move on. She resigned herself to the fact, it was never meant to be and made a promise to herself to never again sleep with a man that was already involved with someone else. It would be difficult based on their history, knowing each other so well, but it had to be done, she knew that full well.
"I feel like going shopping. You girls fancy it?" Asked Tanya, throwing herself into full denial mode. "If we wanna eat tonight, I suppose I better buy us something to eat off." She laughed, downing the last of her drink and standing from the table.
Donna shook her head at her and then looked at Rosie, hardly able to believe Tanya's sudden mood swing. But that was typical Tanya. She had always been able to switch her emotions in the blink of an eye, sometimes making her seem quite cold hearted to those who didn't know her too well.
"Well I'm up for it." Replied Rosie, standing from the table. "I think we need to replace poor Mr. Carmichael's scotch too." She added, holding up the bottle and swigging the last of it's contents.
"Sorry girls, I've got things to finish off around here." Said Donna, walking over to the cupboard to get the sweeping brush. "And besides, someone has to clean up after Cleopatra's little plate smashing party." She smiled, now walking out into the courtyard with her friends.
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Finishing up in the yard, Donna turned and smiled, as she noticed Sam walking over from the entrance steps. He wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned in close to plant a kiss on her lips. Giving her a wink, he couldn't resist sliding his hands down onto his wife's rear. She instantly noticed the small cut on his temple and took his hand to lead him into the reception.
"My hero." She giggled, sitting him down in her chair at the desk. "Let's get you cleaned up." She continued, opening the bottom drawer and taking out the first aid kit.
Raising his eyebrows, Sam giggled too. "We should get you a nurses outfit darling, I think it'd suit you." He said, now grinning as a small smirk appeared on his wife's face.
"Now hold still Mr. Carmichael, this might sting a little." Donna replied in a low, sultry voice, as she gently wiped Sam's small wound with an antiseptic wipe. "I said hold still you wimp." She laughed, as her husband winced at the unpleasant sensation.
As she moved closer to inspect the injury, Sam couldn't help himself taking a quick peek down the front of his wife's dress. This of course didn't go unnoticed by Donna, who tilted his head back and leaned in closer still.
Looking deep into Sam's blue eyes, she smiled lovingly at him. "It's only a graze honey, you'll survive." She said softly, as he smiled back at her.
"But it hurts sweetheart." Responded Sam, pulling a sad face and trying hard not to burst out laughing. "Maybe you could kiss it better."
Throwing her head back and laughing at him, Donna then did as he asked. "Is that better?" She asked after gently placing a kiss on his cut.
Sam shook his head slowly. "It hurts here too." He said, pointing to his cheek and smiling cheekily at her.
Bending down once more, Donna giggled and went to kiss her husband's cheek. As she was about to, Sam quickly turned his face, capturing her kiss with his lips and pulled her down into his lap. It was one of the oldest tricks in the book, but she had fallen for it, much to Sam's enjoyment. Not allowing her to break contact with his lips, Sam held Donna's body close against his and ran his hand suggestively up the inside of her thigh, under the hem of her knee length dress. Letting herself get carried away, she slowly slid her tongue into his mouth, exploring the well known territory. She could feel her husband's fingers begin to teasingly stimulate her, through the thin panel of her underwear. Intensifying her kiss, Donna let out a small moan into his mouth, as his touch reached her most sensitive spot. She broke for much needed air, before peering back into Sam's lust filled eyes.
Tilting her head to one side, Donna bit her lower lip. "I think maybe I better take my patient upstairs and put you bed Mr. Carmichael." She said, planting one last kiss on Sam's lips and sliding off his lap.
Sam's eyes widened with excitement, as his wife took his hand and lead him upstairs to the bedroom. Closing the door behind them, Donna turned and took hold of his t-shirt, slowly pulling it off over his head, making sure not to catch his cut. Neither of them said a word, as her hands then found the buttons of his khaki shorts, making light work of removing them and his boxers. Sam then sat down on the bed behind him, never once taking his eyes off his wife, as she slowly removed her own clothes and moved closer towards him. She could see how turned on her husband was and knew how much he loved it when she took the lead in the bedroom.
"Lay back handsome, I think I know of something that will make you feel a whole lot better." Donna said seductively, pushing Sam back and slowly climbing on top to crouch over him.
He couldn't stop himself reaching out to touch her soft, womanly curves. To him, her body was something he craved, like some sort of drug he couldn't get enough of and didn't even want to. Running his hands down her sides, Sam pulled Donna down on top of him, needing to feel her skin against his. They gazed into one another's eyes, both filled with anticipation of what was about to happen. As Sam's hands moved to her waist, Donna knew exactly what he wanted her to do. She leant down to brush her lips against his and at the same time, raised her hips slightly, to allow Sam to gently enter her. He gasped quietly and closed his eyes, as his wife sat upright, taking his length deeper into her. She was tight, wet and highly aroused, as she ground her hips down towards his, now matching him groan for groan.
Peering up at Donna's face, made him harden even more, at the sight of pure ecstasy in her eyes. "My god you're so beautiful." He whispered, trailing his hands across her flat stomach and up to her breasts, to tease her erect nipples.
Donna smiled, keeping a perfect rhythm for quite some time. She knew he meant it and it made her feel so powerful, knowing her husband loved her exactly as she was. Sam made her feel wanted, desired and most importantly, loved.
"I love you." She whispered, leaning further back and resting her hands on Sam's thighs.
With the feeling of himself inside her, now more intense then ever, Sam knew he wouldn't be able to hold of climaxing for much longer. He slid his hands round to Donna's rear, holding her in place as she quickened the pace. She was close to coming too, sensing the familiar stirrings of her orgasm, deep within her lower body. Sam held on, watching the perspiration run down his wife's chest, as she closed her eyes and dug her nails into his thighs. Her moans increased, with each deep movement of their hips and as Sam fought to hold back, Donna finally reached her climax. A spine tingling sensation engulfed her whole body, sending a rush of blood to her head. She cried out his name, giving her husband permission to let himself go. Instantly, his back arched against the bed, gripping tighter onto her rear as he came, moaning loudly and giving her everything he had.
Collapsing down onto her husband's chest, Donna struggled to regulate her breath, as Sam wrapped his arms around her and held her close. "Please tell me you're feeling better… because that was tiring babe." She giggled, looking up and placing a long, passionate kiss on his mouth.
"Much better darling." Sam laughed, rolling her onto her side and slowly withdrawing from her. "But I might need a second opinion later." He added, raising his eyebrow and stroking the hair away from her damp forehead.
Laughing at him, Donna reached down and gave Sam's rear a slap. "I'm going for a shower, fancy scrubbing my back?" She asked, sliding out of bed and giving him a wink as she walked into the bathroom.
"Be right there sweetheart." Replied Sam, relaxing in bed until he heard the running water and the sound of his wife softly singing to herself.
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Getting dressed after showering together, had been quite a task for Donna, as Sam was finding it almost impossible to keep his hands to himself as per usual. Pulling her short black sundress on, over her head, Donna let out a loud shriek, as her husband grabbed hold of her, assaulting her neck with a shower of tickling kisses.
"For god sake, control yourself man." Giggled Donna, trying in vain, to push him off.
Sam laughed and let her go, upon hearing loud laughing coming from the courtyard below their balcony. Clipping her hair up, Donna rolled her eyes at him, as she knew the Dynamos had heard her scream.
"YO SHERIDAN." Shouted Rosie from the courtyard. "I THINK THERE'S SOMETHING DOWN HERE THAT BELONGS TO YOU!" She finished, as she and Tanya started laughing once more.
Shaking her head, Donna made her way out onto the balcony and peered down, to see what they were talking about. Tears instantly sprang to her eyes, as she found her darling Sophie, cradling baby Emma, looking up at her from the stone courtyard.
"BABY GIRL!" Donna shouted excitedly, as Sam joined her out on the balcony to see what all the fuss was about. "WELCOME HOME!" She finished, turning and hurriedly making her way downstairs to see her daughter.
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A.N. Thanks for reading everyone… sorry if it was a bit slow going. Hope it was okay, but you know what to do…hit that little green button down there! Mwah, Liv x
