One Special Moment - Brenda Jackson [84]
He had also explained the things that went into making a motion picture telling her how the special effects were done and why he enjoyed performing most of his own stunts.
They had also talked seriously about their marriage. He had told her she was now his first priority in life, and he intended to make their marriage work. It was important that they fill their marriage with constant support, understanding and open communication. Their marriage, like most celebrity marriages, would be faced with many challenges from overzealous fans wanting to know everything about them to the media trying to oblige their readers at any cost.
She had agreed that when he was on location making a movie for extended periods of time, she would stay with him whenever possible.
They also talked about what she wanted to do with her time. She loved teaching and if the opportunity ever presented itself for her to return to the classroom, she would consider it. He had no problem with that and even liked the idea of her wanting to teach in Hamilton.
By the end of each of their discussions, she’d felt within her heart that together they would be able to handle whatever pressures came their way. Love, faith and trust would be the key ingredients to them having a successful marriage.
When Sterling placed the last piece of luggage in the car he turned and looked at her. His gaze was serious, thoughtful. She had no idea what he was thinking to cause such an intense look in his eyes because her own mind was filled with her own thoughts. They were thoughts of him and how much she loved him.
He slowly walked over to her and extended his hand to her. “Come on, baby. Let’s go for a walk.”
She nodded and placed her hand in his.
For the first few minutes they walked in silence. Then she spoke.
“Did you remember to pack your copy of the script?”
“Yes.”
“What about your daily planner?”
“Yes.”
“What about—”
He stopped walking and turned to her. He squeezed her hand gently. “I’ve packed everything.”
She gave him a shaky smile. “I don’t know why I’m asking you all these questions. You’re used to all of this, going away, leaving the country to make movies.”
Sterling stepped closer and looked deeply into her eyes. “No, I’m not used to this at all,” he whispered huskily, fiercely. A strong hand reached out to gently touch the nape of her neck. “This is the first time I’ve ever gone away and left behind the woman I love.”
He leaned down and touched her mouth with his, placing his arms around her waist and bringing her closer to his body. The kiss deepened as he used his tongue to fill his senses with the taste of her, and to fill her senses with the taste of him. He slid his hands from around her waist to her rounded bottom, running his hand obsessively and possessively over her smooth curves, and at the same time absorbing her whimpered moans of pleasure in his mouth.
Sterling broke the kiss and pressed his lips against the hollow of her throat, breathing deeply, erratically. “I love you,” he whispered as his lips, moist and warm, inched their way to her earlobe.
“And I love you, too, so very much,” she said in a trembling, choked voice.
Sterling lifted his head. He leaned back and gazed into Colby’s eyes. They were glistening with tears that began running down her cheeks. She quickly swiped at them.
“Now see what you’ve done, Sterling Hamilton. I had promised myself I wouldn’t do this. But see what you made me do.”
He pulled her into his arms understanding completely. He didn’t want to leave her, either. “It isn’t too late, Colby. You can change your mind and come with me if you want.”
She smiled through her tears. “And let you accuse me of being a distraction? Never.”
He grinned. “But you’ll be a distraction I’d like. You know how much I enjoy spending time with you, baby.”
Colby grinned. “Yes, well, at least while you’re gone I’ll be off my back for a while.”
Sterling’s laughter could be heard through the mountains and trees.