Holding Out For A Hero (The Five Sisters Series) Read Online Free Page A
Author: VA Browning
way, too. If she fell or had a problem, he would be back in 30-40 minutes to save her, right? She walked out for 15 minutes before heading back to the house, and felt fine. She decided to build on her walking every day and probably would eventually start running, as well.
When she returned to the house, she showered and thought she would set out some of the breakfast items. By the time he got down from showering, she had breakfast ready, except for the bacon —Mike was impressed.
At breakfast that morning, Mike started out with asking her how she felt and if she had remembered anything. It was their morning ritual. Her normal answer was the same, “Feel fine, no memory.” He told her he had thought of a name for her, and he smiled as he said it—"Taylor."
"What?" She asked.
"Yep, Taylor, because you just love singing her songs and I hear you singing all day—you have a great voice like an angel; I am getting used to having someone in the house—so I think it's only fitting to give you her name. I really want you to have a name, as long as you don't mind, and you kind of look like a Taylor," Mike told her.
She continued to read and study several books and listen to the radio while doing some light cleaning. She picked some vegetables from the garden and took the initiative to start lunch. Mike was happy to see her up and about, and she seemed fine with the name Taylor for them to use until she remembered who she was.
Taylor was reading mostly romance novels from the library, and she was always looking for a new book because she had finished the last one. So later that day, Taylor went to her room to read a new book she had just found on the shelf, called the Kama Sutra. She had no idea what it was about until she started reading, then she felt her cheeks burning as she imagined doing the positions in the book. She read the words and looked at the drawings. The book stated that they would give a great deal of pleasure to both the male and female involved in the sexual act. Although Mike was a healthy, sexy man, he made no signs of having feelings toward her and even seemed to be keeping his distance so she could heal.
At night when they talked over dinner, he told her more and more about his marriage and life as an ER doctor. As a story teller, Mike was excellent and Taylor found herself wrapped up in the imagery and felt like she was right there in the moment with him.
That night when she went to bed she woke up at 2 am with a start! She had been having a night mare and thrashing around in the bed with Brutus. She was dreaming that she was arguing with a man and he was hitting her in the face and telling her she was no good. He didn't say her name and she didn't know his, but from what she understood of the dream, she felt like it was a boyfriend and her old self breaking up. It was still blurry in memory, but she thought was a something from the not so long ago past. Mike had told her that she would probably remember the most recent events first. She jumped up out of bed and went upstairs to Mike's bedroom. She knocked and hoped he would wake up. She cracked the door and said gently, "Mike, I need to talk to you."
Mike jumped out of bed and ran to her, “are you ok ? Is everything ok? What happened, did you remember something else?" She walked into the room and he was standing in the entryway, with no shirt on and his lower half covered by boxers. She glanced at his handsome chest, and his pretty blue eyes and blond hair, and the muscles in his arms and chest so sculpted that she wanted to reach out and touch them. He walked her over to the bed.
Taylor sat on the edge of the bed near him. She told him about the dream, and how it had scared her but she also felt that it was a flashback, not just a dream. "Did you hear your name or his name?" Mike asked.
"No" Taylor said. "I am scared now, and I wonder what I left in such a hurry
When she returned to the house, she showered and thought she would set out some of the breakfast items. By the time he got down from showering, she had breakfast ready, except for the bacon —Mike was impressed.
At breakfast that morning, Mike started out with asking her how she felt and if she had remembered anything. It was their morning ritual. Her normal answer was the same, “Feel fine, no memory.” He told her he had thought of a name for her, and he smiled as he said it—"Taylor."
"What?" She asked.
"Yep, Taylor, because you just love singing her songs and I hear you singing all day—you have a great voice like an angel; I am getting used to having someone in the house—so I think it's only fitting to give you her name. I really want you to have a name, as long as you don't mind, and you kind of look like a Taylor," Mike told her.
She continued to read and study several books and listen to the radio while doing some light cleaning. She picked some vegetables from the garden and took the initiative to start lunch. Mike was happy to see her up and about, and she seemed fine with the name Taylor for them to use until she remembered who she was.
Taylor was reading mostly romance novels from the library, and she was always looking for a new book because she had finished the last one. So later that day, Taylor went to her room to read a new book she had just found on the shelf, called the Kama Sutra. She had no idea what it was about until she started reading, then she felt her cheeks burning as she imagined doing the positions in the book. She read the words and looked at the drawings. The book stated that they would give a great deal of pleasure to both the male and female involved in the sexual act. Although Mike was a healthy, sexy man, he made no signs of having feelings toward her and even seemed to be keeping his distance so she could heal.
At night when they talked over dinner, he told her more and more about his marriage and life as an ER doctor. As a story teller, Mike was excellent and Taylor found herself wrapped up in the imagery and felt like she was right there in the moment with him.
That night when she went to bed she woke up at 2 am with a start! She had been having a night mare and thrashing around in the bed with Brutus. She was dreaming that she was arguing with a man and he was hitting her in the face and telling her she was no good. He didn't say her name and she didn't know his, but from what she understood of the dream, she felt like it was a boyfriend and her old self breaking up. It was still blurry in memory, but she thought was a something from the not so long ago past. Mike had told her that she would probably remember the most recent events first. She jumped up out of bed and went upstairs to Mike's bedroom. She knocked and hoped he would wake up. She cracked the door and said gently, "Mike, I need to talk to you."
Mike jumped out of bed and ran to her, “are you ok ? Is everything ok? What happened, did you remember something else?" She walked into the room and he was standing in the entryway, with no shirt on and his lower half covered by boxers. She glanced at his handsome chest, and his pretty blue eyes and blond hair, and the muscles in his arms and chest so sculpted that she wanted to reach out and touch them. He walked her over to the bed.
Taylor sat on the edge of the bed near him. She told him about the dream, and how it had scared her but she also felt that it was a flashback, not just a dream. "Did you hear your name or his name?" Mike asked.
"No" Taylor said. "I am scared now, and I wonder what I left in such a hurry
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