Innocence of Love Read Free Page B

by the incubator’s side and support her daughter all she could.
    Sophie sucked a deep breath, tired, fed-up and very much alone.  Her heart somersaulted, there was so much for her to arrange, yet she didn’t wish to leave her daughter’s side to buy it all, another dilemma with what money?
    She turned her head to the right inhaling a deep breath and slowly exhaling when she saw Calvin appear. He stood like a statue about ten feet away, shocked to see her. She hitched her breath, unsure how to react. She wanted to throw her arms around him, hold him tight, but couldn’t. She had no idea why or what his motive was to come and see her, if of course that was his intentions and wasn’t visiting someone else.
    Sophie watched Calvin as he swallowed hard watching his Adam’s apple. Their eyes engaged deeply at one another. He looked like a man with a million things on his mind, he did. His eyes looked red from the distance. He held his breath, clearly not expecting her to be sitting outside on a bench.
    She couldn’t move. Her body turned stiff while holding her breath. The moment had frozen and all her sensors, leaving her lost. Her heart thumped loud in her eardrums. Mouth dry, her hands had turned into ice. Is he going to move?
    Calvin stood staring at her like he’d been frozen in time. The world around had stopped revolving. She had no idea what he wanted to say to her, no doubt he would voice his opinion in his good time. Only fear stuck her wondering if she’d be left out for the vultures to feast upon.
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    He had a million and one things running around his head— nothing pleasant. He resented Sophie big time since finding out the news about his child, which he had thought…had been aborted when all the time his son lived and breathed in York supposedly having a wonderful life. That hurt him. That made him sour. That made him long to kick and scream and call Sophie all the names under the sun, but the truth was…he couldn’t.
    The fact remained nine years ago, she’d been left in a very uncomfortable position after he made love to her in the barn. He had always fancied getting closer to Sophie, but with him being at university and her away at school all the time it appeared less lightly it would happen. When his eighteenth birthday party arrived he’d invited loads of friends, including Sophie. He had no idea whether she would show up, but she did, leaving him breathless and his heart stolen. He had worshipped her from a fair distance without making it noticeable. He took inviting her to the party on a whim, hoping she’d maybe consider the invitation, and when he saw her, his heart skipped so many beats to her beauty.
    His mind went back to the very night almost ten years ago when he made the connection with her.
    His eyes could not look anywhere else but at her. His heart skipped vital beats as his breath hitched, finding himself hypnotised and drowning in her elegance. He loved the way her long blonde hair flowed over her shoulders and down her back with a few waves. Her eyes, sparkling like the brightest of stars, and a mouth…a mouth he longed to kiss, taste. How he would tantalize every single inch of her contours and inhale her floral fragrance and never would that smell diminish from his nostrils.
    He would confess, he had craved to hold her tight, feel their energy rage through one another’s figures, having their bodies pressed naked together, and it happened. A moment which impelled his great desire, warming his heart, he longed to seek and enjoy her companionship once again. He had longed to have her touch once again.
    Only when he’d returned to the village to talk to her a few weeks later to express his emotions toward her she wasn’t there. He hated the fact university had gotten in the way. He arrived to her parent’s house…
    “Hi…is Sophie in?” he asked, smiling at Rosalind.
    “No, she isn’t in.”
    “Oh right, when will she be in?” he asked dumbfounded.
    “Not sure, she