Chapter 4.

JIM'S POV

Somehow, I managed to break eye contact. The most beautiful woman in the world stood less than an inch in front of me, and I was finding it very hard to control the desires swelling in areas of my body. Desires which couldn't be fulfilled standing up.

"Thank you Miss Trask!" I whispered silently as, hand in hand, I lead Trixie to the blanket laid upon the dry summer's ground. Pulling her down beside me, we laid side by side on the soft blanket. It formed a protection of sorts from the rough ground. My hand placed on her waist played with the thick band of her exquisite sapphire bikini. Her delicate hand pressed flat against my bare chest, and I know her fingers felt my muscles tense underneath her slightest touch. I had to breath pretty deeply as I rolled forward and pulled the beauty closer. I watched her eyes flutter as though she thought about running away from the opportunity to explore where this could lead between them. I knew she would regret her actions later, it was just like Trixie to be guarded with her emotions. Slowly leaning away from the ground, I found myself reaching over Trixie's petite shoulder to keep myself from falling on her beautiful body. Shaking her blonde hair, the little girl underneath me bit her bottom lip.

"Tease." I grumbled into her stomach before kissing her abdomen. The way her body moved expressed the shivers I was sending up her spine. A slight moan escaped her pursed lips and every part of me tightened. And I mean every part, clothing included. She wiggled her slender legs apart and allowed room to be able to hold mine hostage in between hers. I pressed against her, and I know she witnessed the lump beginning to emerge in the front of my boardies. I think my cheeks reddened to match my hair, or at least they heated to match the temperature of the blazing sun which beat down on my shoulders. My tense muscles just started to relax and fall deeper into Trixie's goddess-like body. Her soft skin fluttered against mine and her fingertips danced across my shoulders and fingernails scraped down my chest. I sighed, everything was perfect, and really hot. Temperature and situation wise. Our kisses were intensifying as I ground myself against into the curves of her body. Trixie had also just started to relax, her eyes fluttered close even after we broke for air and she sighed in contentment. At least I hope it was contentment. Well, we were relaxed until a rustle came from down the pathway.

"Who's there?" I demanded as Trixie almost bumped heads as she tried to casually sit beside me. Her face screamed 'guilty as hell' and I couldn't help but smile a little as she fixed up her bikini and ran fingers through her drying frizzy hair.

"What the hell is going on here?" A hint of the usual sweet voice was still somewhat present, but definitely hidden underneath all the betrayal radiating from my sister.

"Honey?" Trixie starting panicking, and I reached out for her hand in comfort, but she pulled away, tears beginning to form in her sapphire eyes.

"Why aren't you at the clubhouse?" I questioned, trying to change the subject, but being conflicted with what was said next, confirming Honey's suspicions.

"Nothing is going on that you and Brian haven't done, I promise." Trixie's attempt at reasoning with my now hyperventilating sister made me want to laugh, and then get annoyed at her sharing our secret moment.

"No I will not allow this! Jim, you are meant to be honourable and Trixie, just wait until your father and Brian hears about this. They will have a litter of kittens between them! Oh and for your information, Brian and I haven't done anything illegal, unlike you." She screamed, and I could feel Trixie's heart breaking beside me.

"My dearest sister, kissing isn't illegal. You should know that!"

"No but having sex is and, that, you are guilty of James! I'm not sure I wish to be your sister anymore." With that, Honey stormed off back into the bushes.

"Honey, that's not fair!" Trixie began to retort, unsuccessfully.

"How dare you accuse us of such a downright outrageous act?" I called out after my sister, realizing my anger levels were once again spiking, and I forced myself away from Trixie. I jumped up, knowing how little of my wall survived after my last incident with my anger, and I couldn't bear to hurt Trixie. Silence overcame us as I tried to gain control over my mixed emotions over the confusing and sudden matter. Leaving Trixie behind, I ran to convince Honey that her reaction was a mistake.

"Oh my goodness! Brian you were right, they are…" I turned, going to tell Trixie that everything was going to be alright. Instead, she had followed and heard the conversation between Honey and Brian. After realizing being strong was only available to her when she was scared for the life of another or a loved one, a tear trickled down Trixie's cheek as her eldest brother could be clearly heard fuming from wherever his hiding place was. I took a step forward, arms spread wide to comfort her.

"I have to go!" She spoke, leaving me no chance to try and persuade her to stay and provide comfort. She began walking back towards the pathway.

"C'mon I…" I started, before chasing after the girl I physically and recently admitted to loving, causing Trixie to run faster in the opposite direction. Another voice appeared from the pathway to the house.

"So, the first part of the prophecy comes true…" I heard in the same voice that I heard Trixie talking to when she said she 'tripped', "now all I have to do is wait for the rest! Good luck Miss Belden in trying to figure this one out, before its too late." I gasped and ran towards the house.

I don't think Trixie stopped running the whole way back to the Belden Cottage house. Leaving a reasonable gap between us as I chased after her, knowing I would catch up to her eventually and the longer she had to cool down the better it would be for all parties involved. Especially if I accidentally pushed her into revealing or doing something. Did I push her into kissing me? Surely, I didn't. She barely stopped inside the backdoor as took deep breaths before walking calmly into the room, scanning the area for signs or Mr and Mrs Belden. I didn't speak until I was one hundred percent sure we were completely alone.

"I'm sorry." I closed my arms around her, but she wiggled out, refusing to met my gaze. "C'mon Trixie, let me take care of you."

"Do I look like I need taking care of? Do you think I need a hero or something?" Right at that moment, the newly released song by some hot-shot singer began playing, making Trixie's skin crawl as if someone was watching us.

"No you most certainly don't!"

"Well than there's your answer." Trixie tried to speak clearly and softly, but her voice gave away the anger rising in her.

"You know what I mean!"

"Yes I do and so do you, that's why you should have guessed my answer beforehand."

"Trixie, please?"

"Goodbye Jim." Trixie attempted to pushed me through the Belden's front door, as a tear escaped her left eye. I pushed her hands off me, and walked out the door by myself with whatever dignity I had left. All I ever wanted to do was hold her. She recognised the song playing on Bobby's new radio and hummed along with it. I banged my head on the Belden's front door, still able to hear the music. My first tears escaped as I listened to the lyrics.

"I can be your hero baby,

I can kiss away the pain.

I will stand by you forever,

You can take my breath away." The singer sang and finished the slow chorus. A crash sounded inside as the music stopped abruptly.

"Oh my gosh! What have I done?" I heard Trixie sobbed into the old couch.