Chapter 3
"I can't believe it's really you. I thought I had lost you forever Mickey."
"You haven't Red."
"Mickey, what happened on the island? Did he hurt you?"
"Not physically."
Maggie knew the way he said 'Not physically.' Mickey wasn't telling her something.
"What do you mean 'not physically'?"
"He tortured me Maggie. He didn't hurt me physically, but he sure as hell did mentally." Mickey paced around the room trying to find the best words to explain everything that had been going on. "His men that guarded me on the island reminded me every day how Victor was home in your arms and I was stuck on that island. He had cameras set up all over the house and the footage was streamed to my television so every time he turned the cameras on it came through to my TV. He even had cameras in the bedroom." Maggie blushed when he said there were cameras in the bedroom.
"You didn't see…"
"Yeah, I did." Mickey interrupted.
"Mickey, I'm so sorry." Maggie couldn't help but feel somewhat responsible of his pain since she was involved in the actions between her and Victor that Mickey scene.
"Maggie it's not your fault. You had no idea. You thought I was dead. Maggie, I was gone and you found comfort and someone who loved you. That's completely natural."
"I'm just so glad you're home."
"You're not the only one. It feels so good to be home."
"Mickey, when Victor finds out you've escaped from the island he will kill you, literally."
"I know. I have to find a way to prove what Victor had me on the island."
"Where are you going to stay? You can't stay here."
"I bought the old house back. I'm going to stay there."
"You mean the lake house?"
"Yeah, it will always been my favorite."
"Mine too!"
"My favorite room was always the bedroom." Maggie smirked and raised her eyebrow.
"It was in my top 2." Mickey commented.
"Oh, and what was your first buddy?" Maggie said playfully hitting his shoulder.
"The kitchen!"
"We had some pretty good times in there too." Maggie raised her eyebrow. "If you know what I mean."
"Oh I know what you mean, but I was meaning your cooking." Mickey said grinning. Again Maggie playfully hit Mickey on the shoulder.
Mickey grabbed Maggie's wrist as it was placed on his shoulder and their eyes locked and lust filled their thoughts. Maggie moved her arms around his neck and she shivered when Mickey grabbed her hips and pulled them together. His lips met hers and it was like fireworks going off. It has been so long but it felt so right. Mickey grabbed Maggie's legs and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around him and he walked to the table and laid her down. Mickey kept thinking to himself she had never looked so beautiful. She was wearing a casual white button up and dark wash jeans. Her hair was mostly straight but curled under at the bottom. She took his breath away. Mickey began to unbutton her blouse and reveal her bare skin. Maggie ripped Mickey's shirt off and went for his belt she fumbled until she unlatched it and slipped off his pants. Cold chills ran all over her body as she felt his bare skin touch hers. His gentle kisses from her neck down to her chest made her realize just how much she loved him. The deep thrusts of love made each of them shed tears. They loved each other so much and had lost so much time but they were trying their best to make up for it.