Mystery: The Coming Back: (Mystery, Suspense, Thriller, Suspense Thriller Mystery) (12 page)

“Of course not. Don't put words in my mouth, Doctor Chen. You’re not pathetic. You’re strong for being able to bear with all this weight.” He said.

Lydia shook her head again, but said nothing. Strong? She had cried herself to bed for a long time now. She didn’t know the first thing about being strong.

David got up, and offered her his hand.

“Where are we going?” Lydia asked.

“You’ll see.” His smile made her smile as well. She took his hand and walked with him. They headed to the pool area.

“Hey, David! Want to play pool volleyball, mate?” A tanned man waved to David from the pool.

Another lady stood by his side, giving them a friendly smile.

“Of course, Tom.” David turned to her, giving Lydia a breathtaking smile. “Are you up for it?”

“Of course,” she said, smiling. “Though you are to give me a party if we win.”

“Promise.” He whispered, winking at her. Lydia hit him on the shoulder, rolling her eyes.

They got in the pool. David introduced them. Tom smiled at me. The lady was Sharon, Tom’s friend. Both were from Savannah.

“You are so losing.” Tom smiled victoriously at David, even though he hadn’t won yet.

“Not when I’m alive,” Lydia said to Tom, propping a hand on her hip. Lydia didn’t know where all this confidence came from, but she liked it. It made her feel worthwhile, like no one in the world could mess with her.

“Ooh, someone’s taking charge,” David whispered in her ear. A shiver ran down her body from his proximity.

They started. They were good, but Lydia and David had to be better.

David and Lydia were good as a team. They were in sync, instantly knowing what the other one wanted. It was like they were telepathic or something.

Lydia noticed his toned arms and his muscular frame as he jumped for the volleyball. He still had that athletic touch. An athletic body was one of the best bodies to have.

“Lydia!” She was brought out of her reverie, as she ran (whatever form of running can be done in the pool), towards the ball and ended up colliding with David. He almost lost balance, but he managed to keep both of them upright.

His arms held Lydia’s waist, keeping her balance.

“Thanks,” she breathed out.

He nodded, offering Lydia a small smile. They turned forwards, determined looked plastered on their faces. They were the warriors ready to win. They had to get this. Lydia ran towards the volleyball. She suddenly felt hands on her waist as she was lifted up into the air. Lydia spiked the ball. Tom and Sharon missed. Tom cursed under his breath, as he smacked the water in irritation.

“Yes!” Lydia yelled, laughing.

David put her down and laughed. His eyes followed down, looking at her chest. Lydia felt flattered as she saw his lustful eyes. His eyes had longing and lust pouring out of them. Lydia had an average build and she always wondered whether it had any appeal, but now she had her answer.

“Not fair.” Tom came to them, Sharon following him slowly.

David and Lydia looked at each other and backed up slowly, as Tom and Sharon’s mischievous expressions meant something was suspiciously wrong. They were right. Ten minutes later, they ended up having a chicken fight. In the end, all four of them were laughing.

“It was a lucky shot!” Tom said, splashing water on Lydia.

“Was not!” she cried, wiping the water out of her eyes.

“Was too!” he shot back.

“Was not!” Lydia splashed water on him.

“Aren’t they acting like toddlers now?” Sharon asked David, shaking her head.

“Maybe Tom should agree that it was a good shot,” David said, his lips curving upwards.

“No, he shouldn’t. It was a lucky shot.” Sharon retorted. A minute later she yelled, “Was too!”

“Was not!” David yelled back.

Lydia laughed. Who were the toddlers now?

A few hours later, David took Lydia home, after promising once again he would see about her findings and keep her informed.

As David walked away he felt something he had thought he will never feel again. This woman was affecting him in ways he couldn’t even explain. It wasn’t simply a physical attraction, oh no, it was much bigger than that. It was as if her whole self was speaking to his soul in a language that only he could understand.

She was different. She had a pull. She was magnetic. Her simple gestures had him trying to figure her out. She wasn’t the bold type, the one who knew the tricks and tactics employed to get a man to take notice of you.

She was shy. She was fragile. Her every smile held a pain to it. She had gone through a lot, and still was. She was special. You know, David always appealed a woman who was unaware of her effects. Lydia didn’t realize how beautiful she was. She had a competitive streak, a fire to her needs. She longed control. She longed love.

She could very well be the one for him– Lydia Chen!

This realization startled him and in a way made him accept that something new and wonderful was walking into his life.

The next day, Lydia continued to review the information about the case, looking for some detail that had escaped her attention before. David’s reaction to her actions had heard her a little, but she understood his position, as he was a policeman and an officer of the law. The few times they had been intimate together had showed her how kind and loving the man was, so Lydia was not worried about his feelings about her.

An unexpected knock on the door disturbed her thoughts and Lydia almost jumped out of her seat. Putting away the files and making sure that everything in the room was in place, Lydia went to open the door. Her surprise was great at seeing Charles Douglass standing at her door.

“Mr. Douglass, I was not expecting you,” she said. “Is there something wrong with your son?”

“No.” Charles shook his head. “I came here to do the opposite. I beg you to stop prying into the case of my son. We are finally happy to have our family back in one piece. I like seeing my wife happy, especially now, after she recovered from the cancer.”

“I did not know that,” Lydia answered. “I am sorry to hear about it. I hope Mrs. Douglass will be okay.”

“We all pray for her complete recovery,” Charles said. “But, once again, would you leave us alone and stop digging into Stanley’s case?”

“If that is what you want, Mr. Douglass,” Lydia answered, but Mr. Douglass could see that she was not convinced.

“We both heard you about your suspicion that this might not be our Stanley, but I think we have already accepted him as our lost son and that is enough for us.” Charles continued. “Doctor Chen, I know that you have no alternative motives to investigate this case, but to help us, but please understand our situation.”

“Mr. Douglass, I cannot promise you not to try and solve this ten-year old mystery, but I can promise not to come to your home or try and speak to Stanley.” Lydia tried to find a way out.

“I can accept that,” Charles said. “Thank you for trying to help us.”

“Can I ask you something?” Lydia said carefully.

“Yes…”

“What would you do, if this man turns out to be an imposter?”

“I just asked you to forget those accusations!” the man said angrily.

“Yes, but just answer my question,” Lydia insisted. “Consider this, Stanley refuses to play the piano, remembers nothing about his favorite sports team and doesn’t even remember his teddy bear. Tell me, Mr. Douglass, does all this look right to you? I am not saying that he is not who he claims to be, but please just consider the possibility. Why don’t you try and ask him some questions that only the real Stanley could answer?”

“I don’t know, Doctor Chen,” Charles answered, looking troubled. “You do what I asked you to and we will be fine.”

Lydia accompanied him to the door and long after he disappeared from view, she stayed there thinking about what to do next. Mr. Douglass had never said that he did not believe her, but he also refused to accept the fact that he might have to lose his son once again.

Lydia closed the door and went to the phone, deciding again to do something instead of staying idle. David answered the phone almost immediately and Lydia started with, “Charles Douglass came to see me.”

“Oh, that was unexpected,” David said from the other side of the phone line. “What did he want?”

“He asked me to leave his family alone,” she answered. “It seems that he is ready to accept the situation as it is, just to have his son back.”

“What did you say?”

“I promised him not to disturb the family, but I said that I will continue to look into the case,” Lydia said. “Anyway, can we meet, I need to speak to you about all this in person?”

“Sure, but tomorrow is my day off. You will have to come to my hut in the woods. I will send you the directions.” Lydia could tell he was smiling into the phone.

“Okay, just tell me how to reach you?”

The man saw her when she was at only few meters from him, but didn’t show any surprise. David put his computer down and cleared his arms from the grass stuck on them. Lydia simply stood there, watching him and trying to convince her traitorous body that she should go away.

David approached her slowly, his eyes never leaving hers, but once again saying nothing. Lydia watched the handsome man moving forward, getting closer to her step by step and stepped back. She didn’t, however, consider the area and shortly after that her back hit the nearby tree. David followed her and leaned in close, until their noses almost touched.

“So, we met again?!” He whispered huskily and
Lydia could feel her body thrumming with excitement, adrenaline pumping through her veins, her heart beating fast and unruly. This close, she could smell David’s expensive aftershave, mixed with the scent of sweat and earth. That was making her heady and dangerously high.

She shook her head and defiantly stated, “What did you expect, we live in the same city and work on the same case…” Lydia then moved her hands to push the man away, but his hands gently pushed her back against the tree. David took both of her wrists and pinned them to her sides with his two strong hands. The man drew closer, his lips hovering just above Eve’s soft pink ones.

Without further warning, David leaned forward and claimed Lydia’s lips in a sweet kiss. There was a lot of finesse in that kiss, and Eve was gently forced to open her own wide, so that David could explore her mouth. The man slowly pushed his thigh in between her legs and grinded it softly against her middle. Lydia gasped in shock at the bold move, giving him even better access to her mouth. David dove deeper, stroking every surface his eager tongue could reach and turning his head to the side, to reach even deeper.

The shock and sudden desire made Lydia forget that she should be fighting to get free and she let the strong man manhandle her freely. When David felt her gave in, he let go of her hands and used his own to caress her body. His lips released hers bruised ones and moved to kiss her neck, which Lydia unconsciously tilted for him to have better access. She tried to say something at that point, but Lydia found out that she was already out of breath, just from being touched and kissed.

The man stopped abruptly and Lydia felt disappointment filling her from inside. David, however, didn’t let go of her, but simply spoke into her wet and tender skin. “Do you want me to stop?”

The question surprised both of them, but Lydia wasn’t making the same mistake again. This time they knew who they were and there was going to be a lot more explanations to give after the fact. Lydia tried to get her breathing under control and spoke softly into his ear. “No…”

David then looked up to her, his eyes wild and his lips curving into a slight grin. She expected him to say something, but he had other ideas. The man took her hand and tugged her towards a fallen tree, hidden well inside the woods. Before Lydia could find her voice and ask what he was doing, David opened the zipper of her jeans and tugged the material down her long and slender legs.

In no time at all she was seated in David’s lab, thankful that the long hems of her shirt covered her naked thighs. David claimed her lips in another heated kiss, while running his hand over her body. She could feel them roaming over her back and descending lower to her backside. The kiss was sucking the oxygen out of her lungs, leaving her lightheaded and disoriented. It was too much and too little, all at once.

Lydia kissed him back with all the anger and passion of the last two days, telling him through her lips all the things she didn’t have the courage to say before. David answered her by touching her breast and moving his lips to kiss her cheeks and neck. His hands lifted her a little and removed the last piece of cloth that was protecting her most private place.

She could feel how hard he was under her, as he had seated Lydia with her legs hanging on one side. She moved slightly, as if adjusting her position and heard him moan into her skin. With trembling hands, Lydia unlatched his belt and opened one by one the buttons of his jeans. The man gave her the necessary space and watched through half closed eyes her moves. When Lydia hesitated, David removed her hands and finished the work himself, tugging at the jeans and at the boxers under them.

His erection sprang free from its restriction and David gently lifted her body with both of his hands. He slighted in easily and Lydia cried in ecstasy at that feeling of him inside her. She knew what was going to happen, but still, when David penetrated her, it came as a surprise for her.

They kissed again, this time with more passion than before. Lydia was clinging to him as if her life depended on him and David was gently lifting her body and lowering it down. Their rhythm wasn’t perfect, but it was all they needed at the moment. Inside those woods, they were just two people fallen victims to their primal desires. All the previous problems, fears, questions were forgotten. All that mattered was their passion and the pleasure that came with it.

Lydia shivered when his hand touched the heated skin under her shirt. She turned her head to the side and kissed the bulging muscles of his arm. The man was doing all the work, making her feeling precious and used all at once. Lydia kissed his shoulder and gradually moved up to his ear. She dipped the tip of her tongue inside, licking and biting the tender flesh there, until David was shaking with desire.