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Part Two: Now I Know
If
You Only Knew
My Love for You Was True
Kay stood frozen as Miguel's dark eyes slowly raked over her
body from head to toe. She knew she should make a move to cover herself, but her feet wouldn't take the commands
her brain was sending. In fact, her feet seemed to be rooted to the floor. Miguel finally raised his head and
locked his eyes with hers. She was shocked at the emotion she saw in them. He wanted her. She could see it in
his eyes. Miguel actually wanted her.
Another song came on the radio, but she didn't pay it any mind. She was too busy watching Miguel as he slowly
started walking toward her. She sucked in a deep breath as he stopped just an inch shy of her body and raised
his hands to cup her face. She closed her eyes as the pad of his thumbs brushed away her tears. Miguel had never
touched her like this before. She'd seen him touch Charity this way, but had only dreamed of him touching her
like this. Was she dreaming now? Was she asleep and dreaming that Miguel was here?
She opened her eyes to look at him, but then saw his face leaning toward hers and she closed them again. If she
was dreaming, and Miguel really wasn't leaning toward her about to kiss her, then she did not want to wake up.
His lips brushed hers lightly, but she felt the effect down to the tips of her toes. She had been dreaming of
this moment for years and now here it was... it had to be a dream, she thought. It had to be, because in reality
Miguel would never be kissing her.
She raised a hand to his chest and when she felt his hardened muscles underneath her fingers, she gasped then moaned
as Miguel placed a hand on the back of her neck and angled his mouth to better fit hers. She was definitely not
dreaming, she thought as his tongue traced her bottom lip, he was there. He was really kissing her. She parted
her lips then grasped his shoulders tightly as his tongue glided over her bottom lip and started to mate with hers.
She had never been kissed like this, she thought, not even in her dreams had kissing Miguel been this good.
After a few more seconds, Miguel broke the kiss and pulled away. They both had to work to steady their breathing.
When she finally found the courage to open her eyes, she found Miguel staring at her intently, almost as if he'd
never seen her before. She wasn't sure he had, but it was certainly clear that he did now.
Miguel stared into Kay's chocolate brown eyes, eyes still a little puffy from crying, and felt a tug in his heart.
So many emotions was running through him right now, he wasn't sure what to say or do. He knew he had to say something,
but looking at her now... he couldn't seem to find the words. He felt as if he'd been sucker punched. His heart
was still racing and he wasn't entirely sure his legs would continue to hold him. That was partially why he still
held Kay in his arms. The other reason was she just felt too good to let go. Her skin felt so silky, so soft...
and it felt so very right to touch her.
"Kay." He whispered removing his hand from the back of her head and placing it on the side of her neck,
letting his thumb lightly rub her cheek. "Sweet Kay."
She leaned her head into his palm then sucked in a breath as his thumb ran over her lips, still swollen from his
kiss. Her eyes darkened and he knew she wanted him to kiss her again. He wanted it to and that was why he leaned
toward her and replaced his thumb with his lips. She moaned the minute his lips touched hers and the sound when
straight to his heart. He could smell her sweet perfume and it intoxicated him. He was fast becoming drunk...
drunk on kissing Kay. Kissing Kay, he thought. He was kissing Kay.
He pushed her away from him and he saw the surprise light her eyes. God, how could he have kissed her? He'd only
come up to see if she was okay. He never meant to touch her... to kiss her. But hearing her say she loved him
then seeing her in that gown, if it could be called a gown, was enough to make his temperature rise and his brain
short-circuit. He'd taken advantage, he thought in disgust. He'd taken advantage of her heartache.
He lowered his eyes to the floor then stepped back away from her. Once he was a safe distance away, he raised
his eyes to her face. He saw the tears start to well again and he prayed she didn't let them fall. He couldn't
take seeing her cry again. "I'm sorry, Kay. You were upset and I -"
"It's okay." She whispered turning and grabbing her robe out of the close behind her. Once she had
put it on and secured the ties, she turned to look at him again.
The tears were no longer in her eyes, regret was taking their place. Regret that he kissed her or that he had
pulled away? She had said she loved him. Did she mean it? She had to have. He'd heard the pain in her voice.
He'd seen the pain on her face and in her eyes. She had meant it. But would she admit it? And did he want her
to?
He searched her eyes as his heart answered his question. "Kay, did you... did you mean what you said? Do
you... do you love me?"
She sucked in a breath and closed her eyes. When she spoke her voice was soft, low, and full of quiet pain. Pain
that hit him in the heart. "Please don't ask me that Miguel. Please don't ask me that."
She meant it, he thought his heart filling with an emotion he couldn't name. She didn't want to answer because
she meant it. She loved him. He started to walk toward her, but a sound outside her door stopped him cold. His
eyes locked with Kay's as a light knock sounded on her door and a voice whispered. "Kay, are you still up?"
Charity. Dear god, it was Charity.
Part Three: I Never Knew I Loved You – Until Now
Kay’s eyes locked with Miguel’s as Charity’s voice came from the other side of the door. When she saw the panicked
look on Miguel’s face she knew that whatever the reason he had kissed her, it certainly wasn’t because he loved
her. While she had been ecstatic over the kiss, he had merely been regretful.
"Kay?" Charity asked.
Kay shook her head then sucked in a breath as the doorknob slowly started to turn. She brushed past Miguel and
put her weight against the door then locked it. "I’m sorry Charity. I’m changing for bed. I’m really tired.
Can we talk in the morning?"
"Yeah." Charity said, her voice laced with disappointment. "I couldn’t sleep and since I saw your
light on I thought we could talk, but I don’t want to keep you up. I’ll just go downstairs and read a book or something."
Downstairs? If she went downstairs, how would Miguel leave? Oh god. "Um, Charity it’s really late. Are
you sure you should be downstairs reading a book? Maybe since it’s so late you should just get a book and read
it in your room. You wouldn’t want to take the chance on waking mom and dad would you?"
"I wanted to lay on the couch and read. I promise I won’t wake Aunt Grace and Uncle Sam. Goodnight Kay,
sweet dreams."
Sweet dreams. Ha. She wasn’t going to be going to bed any time soon. Not with Miguel trapped in her room. "You
too, Charity."
She shook her head then turned to see Miguel sitting on the end of her bed with his face buried in his hands.
He was worried about how he was going to get out of here without his girlfriend finding out he was up here with
another woman. Kay sighed inwardly then crossed to the bed and took a seat next to Miguel. "It’s okay, Miguel.
Once Charity falls asleep you can use the backstairs and go out through the kitchen. She’ll never even know you
were up here."
He looked up and she saw the confusion in his face, which only made her confused. "Charity will know I’m
up here Kay. How could she not? God, I never wanted to hurt her, but I’m going to. There’s no way around it."
Kay shook her head again. "What are you talking about Miguel? She doesn’t have to know you were here. You
can sneak out the back way. I’ll go down in a little bit and if she isn’t asleep, I’ll distract her so you can
get out."
"No. " Miguel said taking her face in his hands. "You don’t understand. Charity has to know I
was here because she has to know why I have to break up with her."
"Break up with her! You can’t do that. It was just a kiss Miguel. There is no reason anyone has to know!"
"Just a kiss? Kay you and I both know that is a lie. Besides that, I know you love me. I can see it in your
eyes. I feel it in my heart. All this time I thought we were so close because we had known each other so long,
but now I know the truth."
The truth? What was he talking about? "The truth about what?"
"The truth about the reason I can feel when you’re in pain. That’s the reason I came up here in the first
place. Tonight, I got this pain right here." He said grabbing her right hand and laying it against his chest,
right over his heart. "And I knew you were hurting and that I had to make sure you were alright. I didn’t
know what that meant until I got up here and saw those tears in your eyes."
Kay searched his brown eyes not sure she knew what he meant. "What do you mean, Miguel?"
"I mean that the reason I know when you’re hurting is because we are so connected. Outside of my family,
you are the only person I’m that connected to. I’m connected to your heart, Kay. There is only one possible reason
for that and that’s why I have to tell Charity the truth."
One possible reason? Did he mean…? "Miguel –"
"I love you Kay. That’s what it means. I love you."
Kay saw the truth in his eyes and knew her dream had finally come true. He loved her. Miguel actually loved her.
"Oh Miguel! I love you too! More than anything in this world."
He laughed and caught her to him. "I know Kay. I feel the same way. I’m just sorry it took me so long to
realize it. But now that I have, there is no way I’m going to waste a minute denying it. I love you and I don’t
care who knows it."
She raised her hands to his face then kissed him like there was no tomorrow. He had just made her the happiest
woman in the world. She felt bad for Charity because she knew she cared deeply for Miguel, but she also knew that
Charity would understand. She didn’t know how she knew that, but she did. Everything was going to work out just
fine. How could it not? Miguel finally knew she loved him and by some miracle he admitted that he loved her too.
Life was definitely good and now that she had Miguel, it was only going to get better.
If
You Only Knew
Sweet Kay, I Finally Do
I Love You
THE END
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