Chapter XXI
''For god's sake, stop. I'm coming, I'm coming, all right?!'' a woman's voice exclaimed from the other side of the door while John continued with his rapid knocking.
''John? What are you doing here?'' she said, when she unlocked the door. They hadn't talked or seen each other in the last 5 years. ''What happened to you?'' she added, when she saw his bruised and distraught face.
''Is he here?'' John asked impatiently, and peered over her shoulder into the flat.
''No, he's out of town for the weekend,'' she replied, still confused. ''What's going on? Did something happen? Oh god, who died?'' she gasped, her eyes widening.
''Can I come in?'' John ignored her questions. ''Please...''
''All right,'' she nodded, moving aside so he could step into the warm entryway. Closing the door, she turned to him and just as she was about to repeat her questions, John cupped her face, pulled her close, and kissed her.
''Joh-...'' She wanted to stop and talk to him, so pushed against him, but it was as if he didn't hear her. ''John…!'' she tried again, when his lips left her mouth and his tongue travelled down her neck. God, it felt good, better than good…but what was this all about?
''Oh…!'' she gasped loudly, when he picked her up and pinned her against the front door.
''JOHN!?!!'' She raised her voice, hoping that this time he would hear her. And he did. He stopped and looked at her, out of breath, with hot, fresh tears in his desperate eyes.
''Vera, please,'' he begged. ''Please.''
And all she did was nod.
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