Loving Her (16 page)

“I do. I want it so bad.” I licked my lips while looking him right in the eyes.

He took his dick in his hand and started slapping my clit with it. My body immediately began convulsing again, feeling the pressure of it hitting what was still throbbing from the last time. A warm sensation came rushing out and Ty moaned, knowing he’d sent me into an erotic frenzy again.

I didn’t have a moment to catch my breath, as he was driving into me, filling me, pushing it as far as it could go. I loved it and the walls of my pussy reacted to his thrusts. Our movements mimicked as we got into a good pace. Ty grabbed my shoulders and pushed off of them. Feeling him digging into my skin got me off. I
took my nails and pinched both of his small nipples. He scrunched up his face and dug into my shoulder more.

Then he pulled out of me, flipping me over and shoving it back inside from behind. He held onto my hips and I grabbed the sheets, holding on tightly as he drove in and out of me. The faster he pumped, the better it felt.

Moments later he was tightening up and I was crying out, feeling the gush of his release filling me. Finally, he collapsed on top of my back as we both attempted to catch our breath. He rolled off and lay next to me on his back. We were too tired to look at anything except the ceiling, laying there side by side, naked and exhausted.

Ty reached over and took my hand into his. Our fingers laced together and he looked over and smiled. “Whatever happens, Miranda, please don’t ever leave me. Your love is the only thing that keeps me sane.”

I squeezed his hand. “I’m not goin’ anywhere.”

I closed my eyes and felt content falling asleep, knowing that Ty was sure, I’d never leave his side, no matter how bad things got.

Chapter 21

Tyler

I’d like to think that I woke up feeling refreshed after being able to sleep in until at least nine. Unfortunately, my life was never that blessed. Aside from having to get up to work, the boys were already up and causing a ruckus.

I found them in the kitchen. Jax was sitting on the countertop, barefoot, pouring cereal into a bowl. At least, he was trying to get it in the bowl, I think.

The small, colorful bunches were scattering across the counter. Jake was standing there, catching the ones that were falling on the floor. I stayed back, watching him picking them up off the ground and putting them back in the box for someone else to eat. My mind went back to how many times I’d sworn that there was something foreign in my cereal bowl. I cringed.

“Get your ass down, Jax.”

“But we’re hungry,” he argued.

“Jake, is there a reason you’re putting dirty cereal back in that box?”

He shrugged and looked like he didn’t realize it was disgusting.

I ran my hand through my disheveled hair. “Seriously? Can I not wake up to this, just one morning out of the week?”

I walked over and started helping them pick up the cereal. Once they each had a bowl, I sat them down at the table and watched them being quiet, because their mouths were full of food.

I’d no sooner turned to make some coffee when I heard one of them fart. The room filled with laughter and I shook my head. “Don’t do that at the table.”

Miranda walked in, looking like she’s been hit by a hurricane. “What are they doin’ now?”

“Farting.”

She walked past me and grabbed a cup. “Like that’s anything new. Like father like sons.”

I grabbed her by the waist and kissed her on the lips.

“Eww.”

I
opened my eyes to see them both staring at us. Knowing it drove them crazy, I kissed Miranda again, this time open mouthed. They covered their eyes, like they’d go blind from watching.

When we pulled apart Miranda was laughing. “Serves you both right. Eat your breakfast and go make those beds. You’re goin’ to need to get dressed for school right after that.”

“And don’t forget to brush your teeth,” I added.

Miranda walked over to the door and started putting her shoes on. “I’m goin’ to go grab Bella, so she has plenty of time to get ready. I promised her I’d do her hair.”

Just hearing her saying our daughter’s name got me upset. I knew she didn’t want to see me. I closed my eyes as Miranda walked out and thought about all the times that I’d gone to get her from my parent’s house. She’d always have a smile and hug waiting for me. I knew for a fact that she wouldn’t do it now. Getting a hug wasn’t the only thing that I worried about never getting again.

Deciding it was best to stay out of her way, I gathered up the boys
to help get them ready for school. Jake usually listened and did well being independent, where Jax couldn’t do anything by himself.

Our first challenge was to pick out something to wear that didn’t match what his brother was wearing. As much as their mother liked them to be exactly alike, they hated it.

Another difference in the two boys was that Jake liked to dress neat, where his brother never wanted to match. Today was a perfect example. Jake picked out a t-shirt with a superhero on the front, and a pair of jeans. He grabbed his sneakers and started putting on a pair of socks.

His brother kicked and fought me. Finally, after he’d pissed me off enough, I told him to pick out whatever he wanted and meet us in the bathroom. Five minutes later, he came in wearing
a yellow striped shirt with a plaid vest over top of it. His pants had random cars all over them and he topped it off with a pair of cowboy boots that were bright red. I’m pretty sure my mother got them at the dollar store one day when she was watching them, because there’s no way Miranda would ever buy them.

“Boy, what the heck? Are you seriously telling me that, out of all the clothes in your closet, all you could find was what you have on?”

He shrugged and grabbed his toothbrush. “I got dressed, just like you said.”

“You don’t match. Your mom is going to kick my butt if I let you wear that to school.” I wasn’t kidding either.

“I want to wear it. I look like a rock star.” He waved his hands out like he was already performing.

I laughed at him, while Jake looked embarrassed to admit Jax
was related to him. “You have to change. Everyone is goin’ to make fun of us, Jax.”

“Shut up, butthead. I can wear what I want.”

“You look ridiculous, Jax. Your brother is right.”

“No
, he’s not,” Jax argued. “I’m an American Badass.”

I had to bite my tongue, because if I made a big deal out of him saying a cuss word, it would only make him want to do it more. “Jax, watch your mouth. Your mother’s going to hear you and beat your little butt.”

Jake pulled on his brother’s vest. “Take it off!”

I grabbed them and pulled them apart.
“Alright, let’s not fight about it. If your mom says it’s fine, then let your brother wear it. It’s his body. If he wants to look like a complete freak of nature with a Kid Rock obsession, it’s his choice.”

I heard the door closing and the women coming in
to the house as Jax ran out of the bathroom.

By the time I reached where they were standing, Miranda had already gotten an eyeful of Jax’s choice of attire. “Seriously? Jax Mitchell, get your butt in that bedroom and put on normal clothes.”

He put his hands on his hips and stood still. “No! Dad said I can wear it.”

I noticed Izzy laughing, but as soon as our eyes made contact, she froze in place. It was as if there was no one arguing in the room. Only the two of us existed in a bitter stare down.

Miranda nudged me as she grabbed Jax by the collar and started walking him back into his bedroom. His arms were flailing around as he tried to fight free. Izzy followed behind them, heading straight to her room without saying a single word to me.

All I could do was stand there next to Jake, feeling like I meant nothing to her.
I don’t know why I couldn’t help myself, but I followed her into her room, where she refused to turn around and acknowledge me.

I started to say something, when she suddenly turned around. She was focused on my face, but her demeanor wasn’t friendly. Her eyes looked like she was trying to telekinetically hit me with things. That knot in my stomach returned, but this time, it was filled with both pain and disappointment. “I just wanted to wish you a good first day back at school, Iz.”

When she didn’t reply, I walked out of the room, saying nothing more. In fact, I headed out to pick up Conner and start on our rounds without saying goodbye to anyone.

Conner, like every morning, was already outside. He was feeding the hunting dogs in their pen and giving them fresh water. “I thought you said you were going to make the girls start doing that.”

Conner turned around and rolled his eyes. “That shit lasted one day. They dumped the whole bag of food in the pen and left it there, and then it rained. These two idiots would eat themselves to death if they could.” He pointed to the two dogs.

“I’d rather be in there with them than at my house right now.”

Conner turned off the hose and wrapped it back up. “What’s that supposed to mean? Randa cut you off or somethin’?”

I blew air out of my mouth. “Shit, you know that’s not happening.”

“I heard about Bells. That’s messed up, man. I know how much you two wanted to take that to the grave.”

“Yeah
.” I kicked around some gravel. “It would have been nice.” I ran my hand through my hair. “Everything is so fucked up now. I don’t even know who to be mad at. I mean, I hate that Noah and Iz took it upon themselves to look into Tucker, but I can’t blame them. I would have done the same thing. Kids are curious that way.”

“Have you talked to her?”

“I tried. She slept at my parent’s house, and this morning she refused to speak to me. It’s never going to be the same again, man. I can tell. She’s never going to look at me as nothing more than a liar.” My throat started burning and I had to fight my emotions. It wasn’t like I wanted Conner to see me all vulnerable. He’d have a field day for weeks picking on me.

“Give her time. If she’s anything like her mother, she’ll forget about
it soon enough.” Conner seemed sure, but nobody knew Iz like I did. I saw the pain in her eyes, and it killed me. She also was full of her mother’s spunk. That woman could hold a grudge.

We headed off to work and separated like we did each day. Since my dad was getting older, he stuck to the easy work, like driving the tractor around or picking up things from town. The old man didn’t want to admit that it was time for him to enjoy his life. He also didn’t want to admit that Conner and I had made his small farm a very lucrative ranch. Not only were we raising and selling cattle, but we still had produce and even chicken houses. For the most part, I handled the chickens, Conner worked with the cattle
, and my dad and the other farm workers managed the produce. It was what he knew, and trying to teach him something new was just a waste of time.

Halfway through the day, I got a call from Miranda. I could hear a
blow-dryer in the background and knew she was at the salon. “Ty, I need you to go get Bella.”

“Why? Is she sick?”

“No, she punched a kid in the face. She’s suspended.”

“What? You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“I’m not. Listen, I’m booked solid today. Your mom is at the doctors. Please, just go get her.”

“I’m leaving now.”

Of course I dropped what I was doing and headed to town to pick up Iz. After hearing the story from the principal, Izzy came out of the office and walked with me to the truck. She said nothing as she buckled her seat belt. I started the engine, but didn’t put it into drive. “Are you going to tell me what happened?”

She shrugged her shoulders.

“Izzy, I’m not playing around. Tell me why you hit that boy. Now!”

She looked out the window and refused to answer me.

“When you get home, go straight to your room, young lady.”

I started driving and got halfway down the road before she spoke and it was nothing that I would have expected her to say. “I don’t have to listen to you. You’re a liar and you’re not my dad.”

She may as well have had an arrow and shot it straight through my heart. I was stunned, hearing her say something that would crush me, without any regard for my feelings.

It was difficult to continue driving with her sitting there, but I managed to make it to the house without losing it. “Get your little ass in your bedroom and don’t even think about coming out.”

She got out of the car and slammed the door. I waited until she went inside before covering my face and weeping like a small child. I couldn’t take much more and it had only just begun. I didn’t know how I was going to be able to look at her day after day and see that hate in her eyes. It would destroy me.

Chapter 22

Miranda

It was impossible to concentrate on styling someone’s hair when I knew that my daughter had been suspended from school. My hands were shaking, and more than anything, I worried about Ty having to pick her up.