Soul-Mates Forever (22 page)

The door opens, and my hand is stretched as Jonsey pulls my girl into a huge hug. “Princess, so good to see you.” He lets her go but holds onto her arms and looks at her up and down. “You look like life has been treating you right. How are you?” He doesn’t wait for an answer. He puts her arm through his making me release her hand and walks into the house talking a mile a minute.
Well, I’m great. Thanks for asking.

I turn around and jog back to the SUV and help Charles and Hulk with Pax’s luggage, and by the time we get inside the house Pax’s mom and dad are there hugging her, rubbing her back and basically falling all over her.

“You must be exhausted, my dear. Come, let’s go up to your room and you can get some rest,” her mom says as she begins leading her to the stairs. She turns her head and gives me a concerned look. “Um, your friend can stay in the guest room down the hall from your room.”

Pax comes to a halt, looks at me and then pulls out of her mom’s grip. “Uh, no. That is my fiancé and he will be staying with me or we’re leaving. We can either stay at a hotel or go home, either one works for me.” She crosses her arms and taps her toe on the floor.

Her mom looks at her dad, at me and then back at Pax. “Fiancé? Oh… Oh… Oh, my dear. You all can stay in your room. Please… Please stay.” Pax sighs, nods and proceeds to go up the stairs with her relieved mom.

Her dad walks over to me and reaches out his hand. “Son, I owe you an apology. Well, her mother and I both do. We’re sorry for treating you so badly. Please, let us make it up to you.” I look at his hand and then back up at his sad face and take his hand.

“Mr. Davenport, I’m not your son and you don’t owe me a thing. Who you do owe is your daughter for treating her so badly her entire life. Make it up to her, not me.” He nods, wipes away a tear, and we shake hands.

“Alan, please. Beer?” I nod, and we walk into the living room. “I know we haven’t been the best of parents…” He looks up at me after taking two beers out of the fridge behind the corner bar. “Ok, we haven’t been parents at all. Since Paxton has moved out we’ve come to realize that and that it’s more important to have her in our life as a daughter and not someone to be there for us. We’ve been very selfish and for that we are truly sorry. We love Paxton and want to be there for her, as we should have been all her life. We know we’ve missed out on a lot of her growing up and we don’t want to miss out on anymore. I only hope she’ll forgive us.” He walks back over to me and hands me a beer. I take a long pull and then give him my best cocky look.

“Well, Alan. How I see it is… As long as you really mean it and can start treating her and loving her like parents should then I think you’ll be ok. But… It’s up to Pax to forgive you, not me. You love her and treat her as you should and I’ll stand behind you, one hundred percent. You cross her, treat her like you have been her entire life, then you’ll have me to deal with but… You’ll lose your daughter completely. She’s on a fine wire with you right now, better not blow it.” I take another swig of my beer and watch as his face grows pale.

He nods and stretches out his hand to the couch for us to sit down, I choose the leather chair. “We’re not about to lose our daughter, I assure you. We’ll do whatever it takes. Now, tell me about your band. How’s the career going?”

I lean my elbows on my knees and he follows suit. “The band is great. We actually just added a new lead singer. You might have heard of her, the voice of an angel but can rock the shit outta our sound. Paxton Davenport.” He sits back up quickly. His eyes are wide, and his mouth drops open.

“Our Paxton? Really?” I sit back, cross my foot over my knee and take another drink of my beer. “Well, if that doesn’t beat all. I know she can sing, never needed any voice lessons. She has her mother’s voice but I never…” He leans on his knees again. “Son, my company can make your band hit the big time. Would you let me help?”

I chuckle and take another drink. “Alan, no offense, I’m still not your son but… I would have to ask the members of the band. You see… They are kinda particular where we play and for whom we work with. We own our band and make all our own decisions. We won’t lose that. Ya see…” I lean on my knees again. “We love what we do. If we don’t make it in the big time, so be it. We won’t give up our freedom to be successful. The way we see it, we’re already successful just playing at Barton’s Bar on the weekends. We have a great following there and have a great time. And… The biggest thing? It would depend on what Pax says. She’s part of the band now and has a say so too.”

He nods, leans back on the couch again and takes a drink. “Fair enough. You ask the rest of the band, including Paxton or we all can talk about it while you’re here. Sound ok?” I stand up, walk over and throw my empty bottle away and turn to him.

“I’ll speak to Paxton and the guys and let you know. Right now? I need my girl. If you’ll excuse me.” He stands as I walk passed and head to the stairs.
It’s been all of about half an hour, and I need my fix of being with my beauty.

* * *

“My dear, I’ve missed you so much. I’m so glad you came home. I can’t tell you how much we are sorry for the things we’ve done or not done. How can we make it up to you, how can we show you we’ve changed and that we love you?” Mom says as we sit on my bed, her hand on mine.

I wipe a tear from my eye. “Mom, I’d really like to believe you guys but can you understand how skeptical I am? Who changes like that, that quickly? That’s like a 360 degree turn! I want to believe you, I do! But… I’ll try but I can’t promise it will be easy or fast.” I watch as the tears flow down her cheeks. “All I ever wanted was to be loved by you all and not made to feel like all you wanted me for was to parade me around, have me be your poster for a model daughter, ya know? All I wanted was to be in a family.” Now we’re both bawling.
Damn hormones anyway!

She hugs me and starts rubbing my back. “Oh, baby girl. I’m so, so, so sorry! Please forgive me. I do love you and I…” She starts hiccupping just like I am. “We’ll do anything… Anything to make it up to you.”

I start hiccupping harder now and whisper in her ear, “Don’t make it up to me, Mom… Just… Just love me…” I pull back quickly, throw my hand over my mouth and run into the bathroom. As I kneel in front of the toilet, losing my entire stomach, I feel a cold cloth on my forehead, and my hair is pulled back. My mom is yelling for dad in concern but then a growl comes out of nowhere.

“WHAT IN THE FUCK DID YOU SAY TO HER?” The cool cloth is taken away and then it’s back on my forehead. “Beauty? I’m here, baby. It’s ok now… I’m here.”
Tuck! Thank God!

“No…” I try to get out but choke and bend my head into the toilet again.

“Shhhh, it’s ok.”

I feel like I’m dying, my stomach starts cramping and then it dies down again.

“GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE! HAVEN’T YOU CAUSED ENOUGH PROBLEMS?” Tuck yells out.

I look up and find Tuck’s pissed off look, a snarl on his face. “It’s ok, Tuck. I’m fine.” I start to get up, and he grabs my arm to help me and then he pulls me close in a protective gesture. “It’s not her fault. We were actually bonding and crying together and then all of a sudden I got really nauseous. Really it’s ok, sexy.” He leads me into the bedroom and helps me lay down and then covers me up. I look at him and smile and then at Mom and Dad, now that he has joined us. “I just need to lay down for a bit, ok? Mom, it’s ok.”

She and Dad both look relieved, smile at me and then leave the room closing the door quietly. I look back up at Tuck, who’s sitting on the bed next to me and wink. “Come here, sexy. I need my man.” His smile is priceless as he winks back, jumps over me, and then I snuggle into him, my hand on his broad chest, my leg intertwining with his. “Now, this will make me feel all better.” The last thing I remember is my man kissing my forehead, tightening his hold on me and telling me how much he loves me.

I awake to near darkness in the room, my man’s side of the bed is empty, so I stretch and head into the bathroom for some much needed teeth brushing.
Ew! Nothing worse than the taste after you get sick, not to mention your breath. I almost just gagged.
After a deep scrubbing, I touch up my makeup, spray some perfume and then head downstairs. I hear voices coming from the living room, so I head that way and stop at the entry way.

“The boys like the idea but as you know, I haven’t gotten to talk to Pax yet about it. Until she agrees, if she agrees, and we see a contract, I really can’t commit.” Tuck is sitting on the leather chair while my parents are both are on the couch. Looks like Mom is having a martini while Tuck and Dad are having beers.

“Agrees to what?” I ask as I walk in, heading straight for the fridge. I lean down, kiss Tuck on his cheek and then proceed to get a glass of milk. I am sipping it as I walk over and sit on Tuck’s lap. His arm folds around me and he kisses me on my cheek. “Agrees to what, babe?”

I look at my parents and then back at Tuck. “Your dad has offered to help the band… Help us further our career. He knows you’re our new lead singer and he wants to help.” I give him a questionable look, and he nods.

I take a drink of my milk and then look at dad. “First of all, I’m not sure that’s a good idea Dad because of you being family and I don’t think you could be very constructive when it comes to the band. So I…”

“Wait! No. I would put it in the contract that I would have no say so to anything. You know Gregory handles all our band management. I swear, unless you ask for my opinion, I would not say a word. Let me do this for you, princess.” He puts his arm around Mom. “Let us do this for you and Tuck.”
Well, that’s certainly new.

Turning my head to Tuck, I whisper in his ear causing him to chuckle, and he nods. I look back at my parents and take another drink. “Well, you see. I may not be in the band for very long.” They both give me looks of concern and straighten up in their seats. I get up, with Tuck’s help and refill my milk from the fridge.

I lean against the front of the bar and take a big gulp. “You see, Tuck and I are going to be married but I will also be very busy having a baby so…” I almost fall over when I am rushed and enveloped in hugs and kisses from my parents.

“Oh, princess! I can’t believe it! I’m so happy and excited for you!” Mom looks over at Tuck and then back at me. “For both of you!” She leaves me and runs across the room and embraces a surprised Tuck. I can’t help but giggle. I watch as his arms are stretched out like he’s afraid to touch her. I giggle again. My poor sexy rocker. Then slowly his arms come around her and he lightly pats her back. Now, I can’t take it anymore and start laughing out loud. “Please, call me Beverly. I’m so happy for the two of you,” she says as he continues to pat her back.

Dad looks at me, at Tuck and then back at me again. “So, do you mind if I ask when you two are planning to get married? Don’t misjudge me please. I am thinking of you both as well as my new grandchild.” He turns and looks back at Tuck.

Mom finally lets Tuck go and lets him stand up. He walks over to me, a proud look on his face and slides his arm around my waist. “Well, really we haven’t gotten a chance to talk about a wedding yet.” He looks at me and smirks. “We’ve, uh, kind of been busy.” My giggling starts again and I get a swat on my behind for it.

Dad clears his throat. “Well, of course it’s up to you two but I know your mom would love to help and I…well, I would love it if you’d let me help financing it for you. It would be our gift.”

At that time Jonsey makes an appearance in the doorway. “If you please. Dinner is served.” He stands aside as everyone walks past him but grabs my arm, causing me to stop and Tuck to run into me from behind. “Sorry, Master Tucker. May I have a word with Paxton, if you don’t mind?” Tuck winks at him, kisses me on my cheek and leaves us alone. He turns to me and takes ahold of my arms. “You know I love you as my own and I wish nothing but the best for you and Master Tucker.”

I roll my eyes. “Dammit, Jonsey, just speak normal. It’s me!” He looks around and then back at me and rolls his eyes. I can’t help but giggle.
I’m so contagious!

“Ok, well. As I was saying… I wish nothing but the best for you and Tuck and I hope you will include me in your wedding and in your lives. I am so very happy for you both.” I grab him around the waist and squeeze.

“Oh, Jonsey! You know I love you like a father and of course your included, silly man. You’re gonna be a wonderful grandfather and I couldn’t ask for anyone better! I love you.” He rubs my back, and we seem to stay like that for quite a while until I hear a sniff. Looking up I see him wiping a tear from his eye as mine are overflowing. “Jonsey. Are you crying?”

He pushes me back, gently, and turns his head, his hand moving around fast. “No, of course not! I would never!” I start laughing, bending over and grabbing around my waist.
Damn, I haven’t laughed this hard in a long time. It feels so good.
He turns back around, takes my hand and starts to lead me into the dining room but stops abruptly. “You can’t tell I’ve been crying, can you?” I shake my head and giggle as we enter the dining room.

“Mmmmm, sexy. God I love that. Oh! Don’t stop, please don’t stop!” I feel like I could climax right here in the tub as he massages my back with the lavender soap
. Damn, that feels great!

“Geez, beauty! You have so much tension in your shoulders. Let me take care of it.” His fingers and hands are magic against my knots. I feel his luscious lips pressed against my shoulder, then the other, and he works his way to the back of my neck. “Oh, my beauty. I love you so much.” I tilt my head, and his lips start kissing down the side of my neck.

Water sloshes out and onto the floor as I move out of his capable hands, stand and carefully step out of the tub. I lean over to a wide eyed Tuck, take his hand and help him to stand and join me. I grab a towel and dry him and myself off. I take his hand back and lead him into my room. I gently push him down onto the bed and quickly crawl on top of him.

“I can’t wait anymore, sexy. I want you,” I say in between kissing his eyes, nose and then finally his lips. As our kissing becomes heated and his hand begins massaging my right bottom cheek the door to my room opens. Tuck quickly grabs the comforter and throws it across us. We both look at the doorway, our eyes are wide and I’m sure we both have a ‘deer in the headlights’ look on our faces. I can feel the heat on my face so I’m sure I am beet red!
I am mortified!