A Wishing Moon by Sable Hunter

Her knees became weak and she thought she would sink to the floor. Instead, she found herself held to his side by a surprisingly strong hand. Their lips met and their kiss was the same, familiar, yet completely different. This time the feelings and textures and scents were not two dimensional, but three, four, five and six dimensional. He kissed her thoroughly, nipping at her lower lip with his teeth. She felt the same response to him she always did, heat and molten sensation flowed right to her center and she found it hard to be still. Lord, she felt shameless! Here he was, moments out of a paralyzed state and she was considering mounting him where he lay.

He seemed to be equally affected. “I never thought I would kiss a woman again. Last night, when I made love to you, I held you and kissed you as if it were the last chance I would ever have. You’ll never know how you saved me, not only from this crippling state but also from insanity. I laid here trapped in my own body, not able to move, speak, swallow or even breathe on my own. Amazingly, I could shut my eyes and will you to my side. You saved me Arabella, in more ways than one, you saved me.”

“Baby, it was my pleasure.” He raised an eyebrow and she blushed. “That sounded bold, didn’t it? But I am telling the truth…it was my pleasure. I searched for you as desperately and eagerly as you longed for me. I have been hunting you since the first night. If I hadn’t gotten involved with the murder case, I might have found you sooner.”

“Murder, did you say murder?” Jade asked incredulously.

“I warn you, it’s never boring at my house. Yes, a neighbor and her child were murdered just a few days ago. My family helped find the body and now they are looking for the killer. There’s more, too, but I don’t want to talk about sad stuff now. Today is Christmas and you’re safe and I am so happy I could die from pure joy.”

Then she considered something. “Jade, is there somewhere else you would rather go? I would understand. I know you have many people who would be interested in your recovery.”

“Not as many as you might think. My visitors dwindled fast; everyone gave up hope on me. Everyone but you. I do have a home, but right now your face is more of a home to me than my cold apartment could ever be.” As Jade continued speaking, the room door opened and in walked Reese Phillips.

“My God, Jade! The receptionist called me and said you had taken a dramatic turn for the better. Frankly, I had been expecting a call telling me you had died.” Reese came up to the bed and put a hand on his boss’s shoulder.

“Thanks, for the confidence Reese.” Jade looked at his trusted friend. “Reese, let me introduce you to someone special. This is Arabella Landry. Arabella this is my Chief of Staff and right hand man, Reese Phillips.”

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