He listened to her explanation. Peter couldn’t remember when he’d stopped responding to her, only that he had been unresponsive to her. Her body was amazing. He adored her curves, but in his mind he saw Rose’s curves. At the thought of Rose his c**k started to stiffen.
Frowning, he cut the thoughts of Rose out of his mind and stared at Laura. His c**k started to go. What the hell was happening to him? He never wanted to analyse his lack of response to Laura. Loving her was the only thing he knew how to do.
“You’re not interested in me. Your love for me has changed, Peter.”
She stepped up close to him. Grabbing his hand, she pressed it against her breast.
“What the hell are you doing?” he asked, trying to pull out of her grasp.
“I’m proving something to you.” In the next breath her lips were on his, and Peter did everything he could to fight her.
This is your chance. Kiss her.
Cupping her cheek, Peter tried to deepen the kiss, but every time he did, he couldn’t help but feel sick to his stomach.
This wasn’t right.
Dropping her hands, Laura stepped back.
He felt nothing. Peter wasn’t disappointed or upset by his lack of response.
“Why did you do that? What is Dean going to think?” he asked, wiping his mouth.
Laura laughed. “Dean was the one who ordered me here. He felt it was time you realised the truth seeing as you were more than happy to stay blind to it.”
“What truth?” Peter asked, feeling all wrong for kissing her.
“Your love for me is not like the love of a man for a woman. You see me as your friend or as your sister. Nothing else, Peter. In fact, I’m grossed out right now because I see you as my brother.” Laura wiped her mouth, looking as grossed out as he felt.
“Why didn’t you just tell me?” he asked, hating the truth blaring in his face.
“You weren’t taking the hint. You’re hiding behind your feelings for me, and it needs to stop.”
Laura pointed up at the ceiling. “There’s a woman upstairs who feels more for you. You should give her the time of day, Peter, before you lose every chance.”
“Tell Dean’s he’s f**ked in the head for letting you do that.”
She laughed. “I will, and I’ll be telling him off for making me do it. I love you, Peter, and I want to see you happy.”
“I love you, too.”
And he did, but now that love was different. He recognised it and smiled. Peter felt free for the first time in the last ten years. He’d not been responding to her, and now the crushing pain had eased. His heart was free to love again. Peter was free to love Rose.
“I’m going to go. Go and get your woman, Peter, and don’t drive her away. This is your chance to get your happy ending.”
Laura left minutes later. He called Dean giving the guy a talking to and letting him know Laura was on her way home.
Locking up his home, Peter made his way upstairs. He found the guest room door open. Stepping inside he found Rose curled up on the sofa near the window.
“How is Laura?” Rose asked. The room was too dark, and he flicked the switch on.
“She’s fine, and she’s made me realise a lot of things.” He moved closer, taking a seat next to her.
Her fingers were white from holding her legs. She appeared to be holding onto herself. Reaching out, he took one of her hands in his, but she shrugged him off.
Her cheeks were flushed, and he saw the hurt in her eyes. “You’ve been crying.”
“No, I haven’t.” She wiped at her cheeks.
“You’re lying.” He reached out, wiping the tears from her eyes. When she didn’t push him away, Peter pulled her onto his lap.
“Why did you kiss me when your heart belongs to another woman?” she asked, shocking him.
Closing his eyes, Peter tried to find the right words. “I’m not in love with Laura. I thought I was, but I’m not.”
“How can you know?” she asked.
“I just know.” He couldn’t explain it to her.
“Why are you telling me this?”
He tilted her head back to see him. “Because I want to have something with you, and if I’m not mistaken I think you want to have something with me.”
She stared up at him, silently without speaking.
“Answer me, please, Rose,” he said.
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Rose stared up into his eyes wondering how best to answer. How could he suddenly change his feelings about Laura? She didn’t know what to trust. It was all so confusing.
“Tell me the truth,” Peter said.
“Yes, I want to be with you.”
“Then trust me. Laura is not an issue, and she hasn’t been for a long time.”
Licking her lips, she looked past his shoulder outside to where the rain was falling.
“Why did you stop earlier?” she asked, needing to know the truth.
“You’ve never been with a man, baby. I’ve never been with a virgin, and I didn’t know how to handle that. I want to give you everything, and at that time I couldn’t give you what you needed.”
Her cheeks had to be flushed with her embarrassment. She’d never spoken to anyone about her virginity. Rose recalled Brad’s demands of keeping her innocence, and she wanted rid of it.
“I want you, Peter. Only you.”
“What about everything you’ve been through?” he asked, tucking hair behind her ear.
“I’ve not been through anything. My food was taken away from me. Brad didn’t do anything to me. I’ve not been affected by it, and I don’t want to spend time thinking about it.” She tried to reassure him.
“We’ll take everything slowly. I want you to get used to your freedom, Rose. I’ll take you to Control tomorrow, and William will talk you through your work.”
She nodded, nervous about going to somewhere different.
“You’re moving to my room,” Peter said, picking her up in his arms.
Rose squealed, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“I can walk.”
“And I want to carry you. I like having you in my arms.”
She held onto his neck as he carried her out of the room. He entered his room, which was next door.
His bed was large and dominated most of the room. Everything was moving fast, but Rose didn’t care. She’d spent many months daydreaming about this one man, and now he was carrying her through to his bedroom.
“Nothing is going to happen tonight.” Peter tucked her in bed. “I’m going to take a shower. You can fall asleep if you want. I’ll be back soon.”