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Marianne Addison was having the strangest feeling of déjà vu right now. Locking lips with Heath for the second time since she had arrived in Greenwood, the New York native realised that she didn't want or feel she needed to pull away. Running her slender hands lightly over the thin material of the shirt covering the redhead's shoulders, Marianne was being completely taken over by the strangest feeling, a deep desire.
Caressing the brunette's cheek with one hand, Heath placed the other hand gently on her waist as she inched herself nearer towards him. A sudden roar of thunder caused the pair to pull away for a second, with the redhead almost anticipating a second rejection from the New York native, which never arrived. Instead, Marianne instigated another kiss, gently tugging on his shirt collar.
The young man needed little encouragement to continue, now confident enough to pull Marianne's body closer to his own so that their clothing was the only thing that separated their bodies. The brunette trailed her hands down from Heath's shoulders to rest on his chest, hesitating for a moment as she tried to gain control over herself in this desire fuelled haze. Locking her green eyes with his brown ones, the New York native began to fiddle with the buttons down the front of his shirt.
"Marianne, stop…" Heath managed to utter.
"This is what I want." She replied defiantly, hoping he understood what she was asking of him.
"Believe me, so do I. But we can't." the redhead told her, taking her hands in his own.
"Nobody will ever know." Marianne assured him as she rested her forehead against his.
"We'll know…" he replied in a whisper.
"I'm not planning on telling anybody." The brunette gave a half smile.
"It may not be that simple." Heath reminded her.
"If Phillip finds me I'll have to marry him. At least let me have this moment…" she pleaded.
Heath looked into Marianne's green eyes and saw nothing but desire, all for him. He wasn't going to pretend that he didn't want the same thing, but the situation was completely wrong. If Jack or Joseph found out then they'd be mad, but Phillip would surely kill him. Looking back at the New York native, the redhead had to agree that he would be willing to pay that price for her. The way she looked was breathtaking, with her dark hair tumbling in messy curls and the way her chest rose and fell with each breath she took.
"If I only ask you for one thing, it's that you do this for me." Marianne added.
"Nobody will ever know?" he searched her eyes for an answer, although it was more of a spoken agreement than an actual question.
"Nobody." The New York native assured him as her mouth lingered close to his.
With a mere nod of the head, Heath agreed to her request and connected their lips once more with an urgency that caused a whimper to escape from the brunette. His breathing was ragged and his hands shaking as he finished unbuttoning his shirt and allowed the New York native to slide it down over his shoulders as he began to undo the buttons on her blouse. Marianne had to remind herself to keep breathing as he gently removed the blouse and placed a single kiss on her collarbone.
"You sure about this?" Heath asked in his Southern drawl.
"Yes, I'm sure." Marianne nodded.
The trio of New York men sat at their usual table at the Inn, discussing the next move in their quest to find Marianne and take her back home. With the wedding due to take place in just over a month, Phillip Brooks was starting to worry that he might not have things as under control as he assumed he did. On a positive note, Joseph seemed to be on his side with regards to getting Marianne back, and Randal Orton was still a valuable contact.
"Gallows, I think you should keep an eye on that farm." Phillip informed the larger man.
"We didn't find anything there." Gallows reminded him.
"Still, I think we should keep a close eye on things." Phillip replied.
"What are you going to do?" Gallows questioned him.
"I shall need to use a telephone. The house should be completed by now." Phillip said as he drummed his fingers against the tabletop.
"House?" Joseph frowned.
"Yes, the marital home. I'm sure Marianne will adore the décor." Phillip added.
"I'm sure she will." Joseph nodded.
The older man had found that the more he appeared to understand Phillip's actions, the more likely he was to stay alive and see his daughter again. The relief he felt when Jack had denied her ever being at the farm was indescribable. He wasn't at all sure how nobody in town knew of her presence, but whoever was responsible had his greatest gratitude. He suspected that it might be the young woman that worked at the Inn, as she would sometimes look at Phillip and himself with a suspicion and curiosity that made him wonder if she was trying to help Marianne. If only he could escape Phillip for a few minutes then he could strike up a conversation with her.
"I wonder where my daughter is?" he sighed out loud.
"Don't worry, we'll get her back soon." Phillip assured him.
"I hope so." Joseph nodded.
The only downside to knowing she wasn't at the farm with Jack was not knowing where she was otherwise…
Wrapped in blankets on the floor, an overwhelmed and slightly uncomfortable Marianne turned her head to look at the man who had just taken her virginity. She would be damned if Phillip was getting anything so valuable from her. Heath was staring ahead but he turned to look at her when he felt her green eyes looking at him. The redhead reached out a hand to caress her cheek as he gave a small smile.
"Are you ok?" he asked her.
"Yes, I'm fine." She replied.
"No going back now…" he sighed.
"You're not going to run away now, are you?" the brunette asked him.
"Nah, I'm not going anywhere." Heath smiled at her.
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