Learning To Trust Again

Rebecca noticed Jake didn’t seem keen to go but she knew that could just be because of his dislike for the night shift ahead of him. She nodded, disappointed that their time was up. She’d really enjoyed his company and was pleased with how it had all gone. Standing she put her cup alongside his and followed him to the door. As he pulled his jacket on, she opened the door for him. Then when he turned to face her, she reached up and kissed his cheek ‘thank you Jake, for everything.’

Moving back she smiled, ready to say good bye.

But Jake didn’t return her smile, nor did he speak. He looked down at her in silence, his gaze intense.

Unnerved a little by his reaction Rebecca wondered if maybe she’s done something wrong and was on the point of apologising when still without a word, he lowered his head and kissed her full on the mouth. It was not a sweet kiss either, like the last time he’d kissed her. Instead it was one that spoke of an undeniable hunger and need and it was all Rebecca could do to remain standing as she matched his aggression, kiss for kiss. So lost was she in the embrace that she was left breathless and reeling, when without warning, Jake pulled back, releasing her. Looking at his expression she sensed he was getting ready to leave again without an explanation and her anger sparked all of a sudden. She had had enough of his hot and cold routine and decided this time she wasn’t going to let him get away with it. With a frown, her tone sharp, she asked ‘why do you do that?’

‘Kiss you?’ he asked with a puzzled look on his face.

‘No, kiss me and then pull away like you immediately regret it ever happened. It’s not a very nice feeling being on the receiving end of that you know.’

Frowning, he pushed his hands into the front pockets of his jeans in what seemed to be a defensive gesture. ‘I don’t know’ he said.

Crossing her arms, her anger getting the better of her she stated with determination ‘I’m sorry but that’s not good enough. I think you do know why and if you are sorry, please don’t do it again.’ Then spinning around before he could respond, she stepped back inside and slammed the door.