Lie To Me Fan Fiction ❯ Josh and Reva--The Chase ❯ Shaky Judgment ( Chapter 8 )

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The Chase Chapter 8: Shaky Judgment

Olivianuzzledher head to his chest, fulfilled, completed, happy. She had never felt so much passion in lovemaking before. My God it was like he was eating her alive and she loved it. Sleepily she hoped this was the tip of the iceberg.

Josh stared at the ceiling mortified. 'My God...what have I done!' he raged internally. Gently he shifted Olivia off of his chest to a nearby pillow. Afterward, he swung his legs over the side of the bed and hung his head low.

This was not supposed to happen.

This was a mistake..a huge unmitigated error in judgment.

When Josh and Olivia arrived home, all he wanted to do was rest. With aching hands he unbuttoned his wrinkled shirt and threw it across the foot of the bed. His mind was still buzzing with all the information he had learned. His wife had betrayed him in the flesh and endangered his business. Annie Dutton was back--he had to push down he bile that rose in his throat after that thought. He remembered all thehavocAnnie had wrought over the years. Josh brought his hands to his temples to rub away the realization of it all. Annie had consistently lied and manipulated him and his family nearly from the beginning. She was a cancer in the town, God knows what she is capable of now.

After slipping off his slacks and shoes, a thankful Josh climbed into bed for some much needed rest. He dreamed of Reva. She stood before him dressed in a long whitenegligee, reaching for him. He reached for her and gathered her in his arms tightly. Josh could feel her breath on his neck. She felt so real, so close. His neck was now being kissed while he was being stroked quiteseductively. It was enough to start his body moving while leaving his mind hazy. Not really understanding this was Olivia and not Reva, he ran his hand up her back, gripping her neck. Josh guided her to his lips and he hungrily feasted upon her mouth. Olivia thought she was in heaven andvigorouslyreturned the affection. As quickly as possible she stripped herself.

Josh caressed her body slowly wanting this to last but Olivia wanted more--faster--now! She traced her hands down his front and began to remove his briefs. Josh sucked in a breath as he felt her hands against his over sensitive skin. He became moreaggressive, pulling Olivia against his body, grinding himself into her. Driven by desire, Josh finished removing his garment andimmediatelyresumed his place atop Olivia. His movements weredomineeringand decisive. In one smooth action he was delvinginside his current wife all the while dreaming of his former one.

Olivia cried out lustily as Josh drove on while murmuring words of love everlasting. She mentally did a victory lap. Finally she had broken Reva's hold over Josh. The well playedblondbeauty had run her course. Like a very nasty virus, she had taken her toll on Josh making him weary but Olivia had been there to soothe his soul. Tears --real tears--sprang up in her eyes as she was taken over and over again by the man that she truly loved. Herdalliancewith Alan didn't matter, it was just a means to an end. It was always Josh she loved and now she knew without a doubt that he loved her just as much. As they crested together, Olivia could never remember being so happy or so loved.

Now in the present, Josh was sickened by his actions. In a moment of weakness he betrayed the love he had for Reva. That seemed to be his modus operandi these days; get angry, get lonely, then do something stupid. Self loathing was not going to solve his problems. Josh looked over at a very satisfied Olivia. She was his wife and now he would have to hurt her. He felt true sorrow for her as he knew she loved him. And what about the vows he made to her. Shouldn't he try to fix this? His thought were warring with one another. This wasn't love, it was her wanting him to be indebted to him. AND she was sleeping with Alan Spalding--that alone should send him running in the opposite direction. Oliviabelievedshe loved him--but she loved money, position, and power more. She loved the hunt, the kill, and the trophy. That was not how he wanted to live his life. Lies,adultery, scheming, constant competition...when would they ever just love each other?

No, he realized that time had passed and that he had to move on. Not out of anger for her actions but out of understanding that this life was not for him. He had to find himself, with or without Reva--or any woman for that matter. Slowly, Josh rose from the bed and dressed. Soundlessly, entered the walk in closet and packed up some of his things into a nearby bag. Finished, he looked back at the bed. Olivia was sleeping soundly, a small smile etched upon her face. Josh knew it was the last time he would see that look. She stirred a bit, changing positions, lightly calling his name. He felt like a heel. He was sneaking out theback doorbut quite frankly the last thing he was looking for was a knockdown drag out fight over their marriage being over. He needed some distance, some peace. Josh decided it was time to go. He left the bedroom, picked up his briefcase and most important papers, and headed to the Beacon to get a room and begin to sort out his life.

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'This is it' he thought. Dr. Christopher Langam had been a very naughty boy. From drugging the unsuspecting Reva Shayne to actively participating in the assault, he had been very busy and very bad indeed. He reflected on his deeds with satisfaction. Reva was damaged beyond repair and he hoped that was just the beginning of what Annie had planned. Christophernow was outside Reva's hospital room. Hisheartbeatsped up considerably. Would she remember that it was he who dealt her a savage beating that night? Could she recall that it was he he violated her over and over again? The drug they had used was supposed to be a sure remedy for pesky memories such as these. Now was as good a time as any to test it.

But he wasn't going in empty handed. Christopher patted his pocket that contained his ace in the hole. If she did put up a fuss, he could always give her another does of M90, one that would help her to slip into a coma. He and Annie certainly didn't want her to die right away but in some situations this outcome couldn't be helped.

Taking a deep breath, he entered the roomquietly. He grabbed the chart from the end of her bed and read over her injuries. Christopher sported a small smile. He had worked her over extremely well--smashing one orbital socket, breaking ribs,bruisinga kidney, tearing in a rather personal area. If Annie were there they would have high-fived.

"Chris..." said a faint voice. Christopher looked up. This was the moment of truth. He put a ready hand in his pocket and latched on to the syringe just in case. Slowly he walked up to the side of the bed nearer to his victim.

"Reva, how are you doing?" he asked. His nerves were jangled and he tightened his grip on the needle.

"...getting better..." she answered. Internally, he breathed a sigh of relief. 'So far. so good' he thought.

He took a seat next to her. "You gave us all quite a scare." It was all he could do not to laugh right in her face.

"Ssssorry..." she said. A tear rolled down her cheek. She was truly sorry if she caused anyone to worry. As usual, she was causing more pain and turmoil than she was helping the situation.

Christopher used hishandkerchiefto wipe away the errant tear. Pulling his most sincere face he said, "Nonsense, don't you be sorry. What happened was not your fault in the least." He stroked her cheek and was happy that she leaned into its warmth. Inside he was cheering. Here he was, her assailant, comforting the wounded, pathetic creature. She was none the wiser concerning his role and he would play it to the hilt.