Blind Side Of Love (31 page)

“Oh…. um lots.” I stopped talking and looked up at the sky when I heard thunder rumbling in the distance. Dark clouds were now winning out over the once sunny sky and the first drops of rain were beginning to fall. I took Becca’s hand and helped her up as the rain became heavier. “Come on, I know a place we can go until it passes. Hop on!”

“What?”

“On my back.”

She giggled as she climbed on my back. I walked a long way until we were inside one of my father’s old barns that were on the property. The rain was coming down in sheets by the time we made it inside and both of us were soaked.

“Well, that was fun!” Becca laughed as she hopped off my back. “Do I look like I entered a wet tee shirt contest?”

“Just a little. And you would definitely be the winner,” I teased. I moved in closer and kissed her on the lips. She placed her hands on my face and smiled. “Have you ever had sex in a barn, Becca?”

“No, can’t say that I have.”

“You want to check that off your list?”

“Hmmm….that depends. Who’s the guy?”

I lifted her soaking wet shirt over her head and removed her bra, gently laying her down in the pile of hay. “Me,” I whispered in her ear.

“Well, in that case….sure.”

Her hands moved down my back and removed my shirt. I unbuttoned her shorts and removed them while she did the same for me. I reached under her panties and stuck my finger inside of her. She was so ready. She closed her eyes and a smile spread across her face as my fingers slid in and out of her. I could feel my erection growing more and more with each move my fingers made. My mouth found its way to her breast, teasing her with my tongue. I lifted my head and stared at her body. She was perfection. Everything and anything a guy could ask for.

“Becca, do you know how bad you make me want you, just by looking at you? You are so fuckin’ gorgeous. You make me so hard just thinking about you.”

She moved her hand under my boxers and began to stroke me up and down. “Well then, I guess you must be thinking of me a lot right now?” she teased.

“Oh yeah!”

“What are you thinking about, Mason?”

“You.”

“I know that, silly, but what are you thinking about doing with me?”

I couldn’t hold back my smile. “Do you really want to know?”

She nodded. “Well, right now I’m thinking about kissing this sexy neck.” She giggled as I pushed her hair away and began to nibble on her neck. I glided my tongue down further. “And right now, I’m thinking about your beautiful naked body and how I can stare at it all day and never tire of it. It’s the most perfect one I’ve ever seen.”

She let out a loud laugh. “Oh, and just out of curiosity, how many have you seen in your lifetime?”

“Enough,” I said as I took her nipple in my mouth. She closed her eyes and swallowed hard, running her hand through my hair.

My fingers trailed inside of her again. “And what are you thinking now?” she whispered.

“How I want to be inside of you. I want to feel your legs wrapped around my waist as I’m moving in and out of you, feeling your warmth and making you cry for more.” I pulled down her panties and removed my boxers. She pulled me close when I eased myself into her. “I want to feel your body tighten up around me like it was made for only me, Becca.” Her breathing became heavier and my thrusts became harder and deeper.  She turned her head to the side and let out a gentle cry. I grabbed her face in my hands. “Open your eyes, Becca. I want you to see me in your mind and feel this in your heart. I want you to know what you do to me.” Her eyelids slowly opened and those beautiful pools of crystal blue were staring into mine as if she could see everything. She skimmed her hand along the side of my face. “Do you see it, Becca?”

“I can,” she whispered.  I grabbed her leg, wrapping it tighter around my waist. “Becca, you are just too damn beautiful,” I grazed her earlobe with my teeth just as her body began to contract. “Oh my God, Mason! Please don’t stop!” she screamed. I moved quicker and harder.  She dug her fingers into my back, looking right into my eyes as we lost it together. I was still inside of her as I tried to catch my breath while she ran her fingers through my hair.

“I love you, Becca.” The words were out before I could even stop them. I knew it was too soon for her to be hearing this, but it had been six long years for me. Six years that I had been dying to say them to her and I just couldn’t stop myself even if I tried.

“I – I –“

“It’s okay, Becca. I know it’s too soon for me to be saying that to you, but sometimes my heart starts talking before my mind can stop it. I didn’t mean for it to come out.”

“It’s okay, Mason. Really, it is.” She kissed me softly on the lips and I was hoping that she would say it back. I was hoping that maybe something about what we had just shared would have jogged her memory back to
us.
“It’s just ….it’s just that I’ve been hurt really bad in love before and I’m afraid.” That wasn’t what I wanted to hear. The same guy I was hoping she would remember was the same guy that broke her heart in pieces. “But I do know that I feel this strange connection when I’m with you. I feel safe. I feel beautiful. I don’t feel like the blind girl that everyone pities. I feel normal.”

I pushed her hair from her face and kissed her on the forehead. It’s not what I wanted to hear, but I knew it was progress and that’s all I could ask for. As she rested her head on my shoulder, I was instantly brought back to one of the hardest days of my life:

Becca laid in my arms after what I knew was the last time that I would ever make love to her. I had spoken with my supervisor earlier in the day and he had informed me that the busts were going to be going down in the next seventy two hours. I kissed her on the top of her head, wanting to tell her everything. Wishing that she would run away with me and we could start up a whole new life together. But I knew that would never happen. Becca had a bright future ahead of her and the last thing I wanted was for her to give up all of that to be with me.

"Can we just stay like this forever?" she whispered, finally breaking the long silence. My stomach dropped. It was as if she was reading my mind. I pulled her closer and rested my lips on the top of her head.

"Becca?"

"Yeah?" She lifted her head.

“Promise me you will remember this forever."

“Of course I will. And I will remember all the times like this that are yet to come.” Staring into those beautiful blue eyes was killing me. I gazed up at the ceiling before finally finding the courage to look at her once again. “Drew, is everything okay?”

No it’s not. I’m not who you think I am
. That was all that I wanted to say, but instead all I could manage to get out was, “Yeah, I’m just tired I guess.” She placed her head back on my chest and moved closer to me.

“Then let’s take a little nap.”

I rubbed her back, and my eyelids began to give out. I was half asleep, but I could still feel her warm, soft lips all over my chest and hear her beautiful voice in my ear as she whispered, “I love you.” Closing my eyes tighter helped to subside the burn that I was feeling inside of them, but nothing was stopping the pain in my heart.

I wanted her to know that I was finally answering her back from all those years ago. Those three little words that should have been said to her way back when had finally come out. I only hoped that one day, I would hear her say them to me once again.

We headed down to dinner after we showered, and were immediately greeted by my six year old niece, Chelsea. “Uncle Mason!” she squealed.

“Hey there, gorgeous girl!” I lifted her up and kissed her on her forehead. “I can’t believe how big you’ve gotten.”

“Well, that’s what happens when you only come to visit every few years,” my sister, Amy, said as she appeared in the doorway.

She gave me a warm smile before approaching me and throwing her arms around me. “I’ve missed my bratty little brother.”

“I missed you, too,” I said, hugging her back. “Amy, this is Becca.”

I grabbed Becca’s hand and my sister reached for her free one to shake it. “It’s so nice to meet you, Becca,” Amy said.

“Thanks, you too.”

Chelsea stared up at Becca in awe, tugging at the bottom of my sister’s shirt. “Mommy, she looks like a Disney princess,” she said in her best attempt at a whisper, causing us all to break out in laughter.

“Thank you, Chelsea.” Becca smiled.

My sister shook her head and smiled as she and Chelsea walked back into the dining room. I leaned down and whispered in Becca’s ear, “Told ya you were beautiful.”

After dinner, we sat around talking. I was happy to see Becca looking totally relaxed and deep in conversation with my brother-in-law, who was also a lawyer.

“Mason, come into the kitchen and help me clean up for Mom,” Amy said. I got up from the couch and followed her in.

“So, Mom and Dad still have no clue about this party tomorrow night?” I asked.

“Nope, they just think that they’re meeting me and Mickey for dinner. So don’t let it slip.”

“I promise. I won’t.”

“So, she must be really special.”

“Who?” I asked.

“Who? Becca, silly.”

“What makes you think that?”

“Well, let’s see: for one, you never bring any of your girlfriends home for us to meet. She is absolutely beautiful and you have doted on her for the past hour at dinner.”

I looked down at the dirty dishes in the sink. “She’s beyond special, Amy.”

“I’m happy for you, Mason. You deserve it. Is it hard with her being blind?”

I shook my head. “No, it’s like when I’m with her I sometimes forget that she can’t see.  She’s so independent and strong, it just absolutely amazes me. She went through her last year of college and law school, blind.”

“Wow, that really is amazing. Well, I really do wish you both nothing but the best. She seems like a really sweet girl.”

“Thanks.” Amy’s opinion meant a lot to me. She and I were always really close and I would still find myself calling her up for advice whenever I needed it.

After we finished cleaning up, we joined everyone in the living room once again. Chelsea was sitting next to Becca, playing with her hair, while Becca sat there looking totally relaxed and enjoying every minute of it. “Chelsea, Sweetie, what are you doing?” Amy asked.

“I’m playing beauty shop.” Chelsea smiled.

“Well, I’m sure Becca doesn’t want you messing up her hair.”

“Oh no, it’s fine. It’s been a long time since I’ve been to a
beauty shop
so this actually feels nice,” Becca said.

My sister looked at Becca with sadness in her eyes. “Well then, we’re going to have to change that. I’m sure my girl can squeeze you in after my hair appointment tomorrow for a little well deserved pampering.”

“Oh, that’s very sweet of you, but –”

“I insist.” She looked around to make sure that my mom and dad were out of earshot. “You have a party to go to tomorrow, so you have to look your best.” I wrapped my arm around Becca’s waist as I sat down next to her and she leaned her head into me. “Do you think you can manage to be without her for a few hours tomorrow, Mason?” Amy teased.

“Don’t know about that,” I teased back.

“Well, when you see how beautiful she looks, you’ll realize that it’s worth it.”