I was now again in that place were my worst fears and deepest desires unwind. I trotted around the cave anxious to find Erik. I searched everywhere nearly trashing the place in haste to find him. I even searched underneath the Organ and table witch was a bit foolish of me. I paused when I had given up. He wasn't here.

Worry singed through my mind. I began thinking the worst had happened. I sat in the chair he had cried in and begun sobbing myself. Had he left knowing I'd come look for him?

I saw something stir in front of me behind my tears, I couldn't see behind the blurry mess, and called out.

"Erik is that you?" I prayed it was him.

I stood up and a large hand grasped me another hand wiped the tears from my eyes. This pair of hands wasn't wearing gloves. I closed my eyes afraid to see what was in front of me. When I opened them I saw Erik crying as well.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked. His voice was shaking.

I smiled in relief but was still crying. My tears turned to tears of joy.

I pulled myself into him. Our bodies touched. We could feel each other's chests rising. I hoped he would Neal his head down so I could smell his hair. I couldn't reach his head without standing on my toes. He was so unbelievably tall! I had my hands wrapped around his waist.

"Erik please tell me something I need to know," I asked my face pleading my favored answer. "Do you love me?" I asked. New tears were forming in my eyes.

He softly caressed my cheek. His eyes were closed enjoying my touch. He traced down my side where my rib cage was with a finger and when he reached my hips turned his arm around and savagely gripped my hips. The movement shocked me and I heard a cry escape my mouth. A tickling sensation followed my shock as his hands wondered down my body and I was silenced not wanting his hands to leave me.

I grabbed Erik's face and began crying again.

"Even if all you have for me is lust I will take it," I whispered. "I love you Erik."

His mouth opened and he stared into my eyes. He drew my head into his chest. I could feel his chest hair on my cheek through those open buttons.

Erik took his one hand off my hips and ran it through my hair. He could probably feel the sweat that was in-between the strands.

He leaned down to my ear and whispered desperately, "I've never loved any woman, never cared for any woman, never needed any woman as desperately as I need you. You're my life Addie."

I drew back from him staring at him in the face. I covered my mouth as a grin spread across my entire face. He was grinning as well; a reaction I hadn't seen from him.

I held on one of his hands and felt the lines on his fingerprints. I tried to remember each detail. His hands were so much larger then mine. He could probably fit both of my hands in one fist.

He was still grinning at me. I couldn't bare it! I just wanted to slam him upon the wall and tare off his clothing. I would love to see the mix of surprise and desire that would come about his face. I tried to cleanse my thoughts but his grinning face was staring back at me. My lust was an itch I needed to scratch. I yearned for him to scratch me until I bled.

I stepped close to him. He sensed what I wanted. He was now heaving trying to breathe, as was I. We wanted to touch so badly it hurt.

Erik grabbed my ribs underneath my breast and caused me to gasp for air. I tore at his shirt reaching for the buttons. I knew my intent was to only see his chest but I stopped myself. I nearly suffocated his arms tearing at his muscles as he seized me and forced his lips onto mine. I grabbed his face and sighed with pleasure before he stuck his tongue into my mouth. His taste was so intoxicating I wanted more.

He moved away from me and looked into my eyes. He wanted exactly what I wanted, but he wasn't going to give it to me.

I went crazy when we parted. I frowned remembering my father.

"Is something wrong?" Erik asked worried he had done something to upset me.

He touched my shoulder. His touch and warm words made me break. The thought of us having to suffer what my parents had endured filled me with fear. I remembered my parents laughing together. They had been so in love.

I sat down in the chair and began sobbing. What would I do if he left me?

I told him everything. I told him what I had told no soul before. I told of my father's suicide. I had been keeping those traumatizing memories in my mind for so long it's a miracle if I haven't already gone insane. It felt so good to finally tell someone that I trusted.

"I promise you no one will ever separate us," He said holding me. "If they try to I'll kill them." He said clenching his teeth.

"No one will separate us you hear me," he said while stroking my hair.

I let him hold me. I never wanted him to let go. I knew now this man was the only man I could ever love.