“I never thought I could in the first place,” Veronica said softly. She reached up and ran her hand over Frank’s smooth jaw.
They were quiet for a good little while after that. Veronica scooted her body closer to his, and Frank laid down and wrapped his arm around her waist.
“I know this whole thing is unconventional,” Frank murmured softly. “But if it’s any consolation, I really do feel a connection with you.”
Veronica let out a sigh, and then laughed.
“This is crazy,” she shook her head. “But I feel it too. But I just can’t help but feel like it’s all happening so fast. Like this initial spark we feel is just going to fade, and I’ll be left with nothing.”
“Hey, hey,” Frank soothed her, cupping her palm in his hand. “You’re never going to be left with nothing. Even if nothing more happens between us, I’m not just going to leave you high and dry. I care about you.”
“Well that’s good to know,” Veronica said, though she was reluctant to believe him.
“And yeah, we did just meet,” Frank said softly. “So maybe we should just take some time and try to get to know each other a little more, okay? We can talk, and just be around each other. We’ll both work, and you can still have your own time in the afternoons if you ever want to go anywhere. We can take things as slow or fast as you want. I really think there might be something here between us. And I’m not willing to just lose the chance of ever finding out.”
Veronica was a little taken aback to find that he was so adamant and certain that there could be something between them.
“As for me, I just have to be honest,” Frank went on, his tone very serious. “I want you to be mine. I want you now and forever. I know what I like, and I know when my soul is connected to someone else’s. We’re connected Veronica. And I will do whatever it takes to make you mine.”
Veronica raised her brows. She certainly hadn’t expected him to speak so plainly and openly, and she hadn’t expected him to feel so strongly.
“You don’t have to respond right now,” Frank said softly, giving her a small smile. “I just want you to know.”
Veronica let out a soft laugh.
“I think you made all your feelings pretty cle
ar,” she said. Frank smiled and pulled her closer.
“I’m a pretty open guy,” Frank smiled. “For a really long time I thought that holding in my emotions was going to make me stronger but… it really only made me hurt.”
Veronica looked up at him and gave him a soft smile and a kiss.
“I’m glad you figured it out,” she said to him.
“I went through a lot of therapy as soon as I had the money,” Frank said with a hint of humor, but Veronica knew he was likely not joking.
Veronica gave him a somewhat sad smile. Frank leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers, and Veronica kissed him back tenderly. Her hands pressed against his chest, and her body arched into him a little. She had never felt so physically connected to someone in her life. And in spite of how much she regretted cheating on Calvin, and her uncertainty of where this relationship with Frank would lead, in this very moment, she was happy.
They broke off from their kiss, and each of them gave the other a smile.
“We’d better get to sleep,” Veronica said softly. “We both have jobs to attend to.”
Frank chuckled and pulled her closer.
“You’re right, of course,” he murmured as he nuzzled into her hair. “I guess it’s goodnight then.”
“Goodnight then,” Veronica murmured back. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
“I’ll see you now,” Frank purred, and placed a kiss on her neck.
Veronica laughed. As she faded away into sleep, she basked in the feelings of contentedness that she was feeling after having gone so long without them.
CHAPTER 7
For the next several weeks, Veronica’s life at Franks estate went much like the first several days. In the morning, the each worked out and then met for a rendezvous in the kitchen before the girls arose, and then they went their separate ways, Frank to his office and Veronica remaining at home to take care of the girls.
For her part, Veronica grew to feel like this was the home, and practically the family she had always wanted. When she was a little girl, she had always imagined what her life would be like as an adult, and this was very close if you subtracted the mansion-like home.