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He was sitting out my door with his phone in hand. When he saw me, he stood up and waited awkwardly until I reached him.

"Maca, we need to....."

I ran to open my door and as I reached the living room, I threw up inside a garbage can. Jamie came after me and held my hair back, stroking my back gently.

"Leave Jamie!!!"

I yelled between sobs, I hate vomiting! I hate that he's seeing me like this. I hate to love him.

"Maca, it's fine, I've been through this many times. I can take care of you. Let me take care of you".

I walk speechless to my room, got into the bathroom and slammed the door closed. I started brushing my teeth and could hear him swearing behind the door and walking away. Suddenly, I heard the front door closing. He left. I stared at my reflection on the mirror and saw a defeated woman. Why am I putting myself through this??? After all I've been through, why would I fall for yet another wrong guy. But he's not wrong, he's more than right, just not available.

I peeled off my dress and got in the shower. I tried to wash away this pain I'm feeling. Once I was done I opened the door and walked into my room and put on some sweat pants and a top. Then a loud noise startled me.

"For f*cks sake!!!"

"Jamie? Are you ok?"

I walked in the kitchen and found the tea pot on the floor and Jamie putting his hand under the cold water.

"Omg! Jamie! You burnt your hand!!"

"You don't miss much, do you?"

"Here, let me help you"

"It's fine doll, nothing to worry about"

I closed the tap and Jamie winced in pain.

"Awe baby you're really hurt, let me take care of you"

He smirked. I love when he looks at me straight in the eyes. Blue against blue.

"What??? I have some medicine for burns!"

"I ain't saying a word. You want to take care of me, I'm yours"

That statement made my legs fail me. Why does he say things like this?

"Jamie!!"

"What????!

"You can't say things like that to me!!"

"Why???"

He took a step forward and I took a step backwards. He took another step and I held my hands out to stop him.

"Don't do this, please!"

"Why love?"

"You're taken"

"I'm not. I'm having a baby but I'm not taken"

"You left me!!! We could have worked it out together"

"I know! Didn't you listen to the voicemail I left you??"

"Oh sh*t! My phone!!"

I grabbed it from the desk where I left it charging and turned it on.

"I lost my charger. Just got this new one".

I gave him an apologetic smile and he just took my face in his hands.

"God! You're so cute!!"

He closed our distance and whispered in my ear.

"Listen to the voicemail I left you. You'll change your mind".

"No! You Tell me!"

"Look Maca, when I left our hotel I had to wait for 2 hours in the airport, I was feeling like shit for leaving you so I went to a bar and had a drink while waiting for my flight. They were playing soft music and suddenly our song came up. I know I'll love you so. And it hit me, I knew I was doing the wrong thing. I didn't need to leave you in order to be a father. So I called you and your phone went directly to voicemail and I left you one. Now I want you to listen to it so I can kiss you already"

"Hold it Dornan! I'll listen to it but that doesn't mean I'll kiss you!"

"I bet you will!"

He smirked and looked like challenging me. I rolled my eyes at him and press the voicemail icon. There were 10 of them so I had to listen to them all. He was getting exasperated when his Irish accent came to my ears.

"Maca, my love, please forgive me for leaving you. I shouldn't have. I know you're the one I want, the one I desire. I am going to London to get things straight with Millie but I'll come back for you. Meet me in L.A. please! please, put all this mess I put you in behind. Don't leave Rio being mad at me. I'll call you as soon as I land in London.......... Maca, you're the one!

I looked up at him while tears streamed down my cheek. He closed his eyes and sighed in relief, opened them again and the blue of his eyes were a dark shade full of desire.

He stepped forward and this time I stayed there waiting for his next move. He held me by the waist and pulled me to him with tenderness. He held my chin up and looked at me like asking for permission. I brought my hands to his hair caressing his copper locks. He's so handsome!
And he kissed me, this time it was a soft kiss, we were savoring each other, we kissed what it felt for an eternity, deepening the kiss little by little, our tongues intertwined as if they were dancing to a waltz.
He was caressing my back, my waist, my lower back and he started to walk me towards the bedroom. I held the hem of his shirt and pulled it up, we broke contact so he could take his shirt off and he did the same with my top, he looked at my breasts and placed a hand on my nipple then kissed me hard. I couldn't take the pleasure and pulled his hair harder. He pressed my body against his so I could feel his erection.

"Can you feel me? I want you Macarena. I want to be inside you"

"Jamie, take me now. I'm yours"

He grabbed my ass and carried me to the bed. I wrapped my legs around his waist. Our kiss was desperate. He put me down and lowered me to the bed pulling my pants down. I was laying just on my undies and he took a moment to watch me. He took one leg up to his mouth and started to kiss his way towards my sex. Suddenly, in one move he ripped my underwear and started licking  my thighs. I moaned loudly and he smiled. Then he pleasured me with his mouth until I came loudly. I was grabbing the head rest trying to bring my breathing to normal.

"Macarena, you're mine and I am yours"

He took his jeans out and his boxers. He ripped a condom foil and brought it down his length. Then he placed just the tip of his member in my entrance.

"Do you want me?"

"Yes! All of you!"

"Then take me my love"

Saying this, he entered me and pulled back. I was lost in moans and high in tequila. He was moving slowly.

"Faster Jamie, please!"

"Fuck Maca!"

He moved faster and harder. I was reaching my climax. And so was he. We yelled our names at our highs. He dropped on top of me, trying to catch his breath. When he made an attempt to move I pulled him to me and kissed him hard. When we were about to deepen the kiss he broke apart and smiled at me.

"You look beautiful in your after glow"

"Right back at you!"

Then he kissed my forehead and pulled out. I winced at the emptiness. He threw the condom out and sat beside me bringing me to his arms.

"This is where I want to be."

"This is where you're supposed to be"

*** Thank you guys! This is for you. I hope you enjoyed it. Thanks for your comments. The song he was talking about is in the media part of The Confession if you want to know what it means. Keep voting and commenting, I have big plans for these two. Remember, we haven't gotten to Vancouver yet! ;) xoxo-Z ***