Taming Eric (71 page)

With a rare child free moment Eric stepped up behind his wife and wrapped his arms around her, touching his lips to her neck, feeling her shiver under his touch. Even after all this time the attraction between them was as strong as
ever.

He curved his hands over her stomach linking his fingers over her swollen belly. “Can you believe we’re going to be going through all this again soon baby? Are you ready for
that?”

She laughed softly. “Of course Eric. We’re going to be parents again soon. What I never expected was that we’d be having twins again. You know, we really are over achievers when it comes to the whole baby making t
hing.”

“I’m not sure my blood pressure is going to be able to cope trying to keep oversexed teenage boys away from our three daughters down the track baby. I think a shotgun might be a good investment.” He joked but he wasn’t joking inside, he was se
rious.

“Just give them your best CEO face and you’ll scare them off.” She tilted her head back to smile at him raising a hand to his
cheek.

Her joke about his CEO face made him think back to Natasha telling him that she was worried that he would be disappointed that they’d have three daughters and if Nathan wasn’t interested in the company then he’d have no heir but he’d pointed out that he wouldn’t mind if the girls wanted to take over one day and if no one wanted to follow in his footsteps he wasn’t going to force them. He refused to be a parent who pushed his kids down a path they had no interest in. Secretly he knew Erica would make a great CEO. She knew how to control him al
ready.

Natasha’s voice dragged him back to the present. “Yeah well the other female in your life suggests that you get the snip after these two are born because our family will be big enough. How do you feel about letting the doctor near the family jewels Mr CEO?” She grinned a
t him.

Eric tensed and found himself crossing his ankles. The thought of anyone coming near him with a knife scared the hell out of him and it was even more terrifying when it involved sharp implements near his cock and balls. He seriously wasn’t looking forward to having anyone go near either of them but he would do it fo
r her.

Despite his fears at the idea of going under the knife he couldn’t help feeling a little cocky about his sperm. They were super sperm. Natasha had being on the pill and she’d still fallen pregnant so they had to do something and it was going to be a vasectomy fo
r him.

“Well I’m not exactly thrilled baby about having a man even if he is a doctor handling the goods and just to add insult to injury, he’s going to be wielding a knife. Still I know that in the end it’s the best thing for both of us because I’m not sure I could cope if we got the news we were expecting a third set of twins. Who the hell’s responsible for all these twins an
yway?”

“Don’t look at me Mr CEO. There’s no history of twins on my side so I’m laying the blame fair and square in your court. If your Mother or Father didn’t have twin siblings then it has to go further
back.”

Eric sighed. “I don’t know baby and there’s no one else I can ask. Neither Mum or my Father were twins so beyond them, I don’t
know.”

Natasha turned in his arms and raised her lips to his briefly. “Does it matter anyway? Lets keep telling ourselves it’s just because we’re that
good.”

He chuckled at her words. “We are that good baby and don’t you forget it.” He whispered just before his lips closed over hers, pulling her into his arms as he deepened the kiss, feeling her arms tighten around him and her tongue slip into his mouth. God but he loved this woman so much. She had given him a life and family he’d never expected to have. She made him com
plete.

Two
Months
Later.

On January 22
nd
Natasha gave birth to Brooklyn Isabella weighing in at 5 pounds 6 ounces and her sister Charlotte Rose Rothman slightly smaller at 5 pounds 2 ounces. Brooklyn had pale blonde hair and Charlotte was obviously going to have her Mother’s auburn colo
uring.

Eric although feeling quite emotionally drained was relieved that everything had gone smoothly. The horror of Natasha’s last birth when Vivian had attacked her had been replaced with a birth the way it always should have been for Erica and Nathan’s birth, in hospital with Kathryn and a team of medical
staff.

Tom, Maggie, Alice and Beverly were all in the waiting room and Kathryn went out to break the news about the
birth.

Eric stood gazing down at his beautiful wife who was looking so serene with her daughters in her arms as they nursed. The sight before him was an emotional overload for him and the tears welled over and began to roll down his c
heeks.

When Natasha looked up at him, she smiled, a smile filled with such love his heart contracted almost painfully in his
chest.

He smiled back at her through his tears, making no effort to hide his emotions from her and he reached out to touch Brooklyn’s head gently. “We sure do know how to make beautiful babies, don’t you t
hink?”

“That we do Mr Rothman. We have you out numbered now. You’re surrounded by the fairer sex, think you can handle it?” She grinned at him and he laughed huskily. A house full of women, oh he could handle it. He could for now anyway but once they were old enough to have the boys sniffing after them, then his blood pressure was going to go through the roof and he was going to need that sh
otgun.

“Of course baby. I’m the luckiest man alive. I really am the luckiest man alive. I’ve done five, no make that six really clever things in my
life.”

“Four of them would be your part in helping to produce these four I presume?” She raised a questioning eyebrow a
t him.

He nodded. “The fifth was employing you as my PA all those years ago baby, but the most important thing which would never have got us to where we are today without it, was I was smart enough to give you my heart and I really have given you my heart sweetheart so always treat it with care, because it’s yours until we’re old and grey, until I need Viagra to make love to you, until I leave this world. I love you more than life itself. I never want to find out what it’s like to live a single day without you. You and the children are the most precious things to me. I hope you realise
that.”

By the time he’d finished, tears were streaming down Natasha’s face. She reached up to him and he bent down, covering her lips with his, kissing her slowly and lov
ingly.

When they finally pulled away she smiled at him. “I love you too Eric. You own my heart, you will until I die and even after death, I will always be yours. You are my gorgeous, sexy, incredible husband who drives me a little crazy sometimes but I know I can trust you with my heart as you can trust me with yours. I know you will always be here for me and our children. You excite me, you make my heart race when you smile at me, you make me tremble when you touch me and I know that even when we’re old and grey you’ll still make my heart race. Oh and for the record, you’ll never need Viagra.” She gave him a beautiful smile, her lips trembling from the strength of her emo
tions.

“Yeah I know.” He gave her a smug look and she hit him on the arm gro
aning.

“You men and your egos when it comes to your sexual prowess.” She laughed but then her expression sobered as she stared up at him. Her hand cupped his jaw as she said. “You’re the sexiest man I’ve ever met. You make me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world and every day I pinch myself for being fortunate to have your
love.”

He felt tears well up in his eyes again at her words. “No baby, I’m the one who pinches myself. I can’t believe that a beautiful, sexy, gorgeous woman both on the inside and outside could love a man like me. You can guarantee that I will spend the rest of my life proving that to
you.”

“You are such a sap Mr CEO.” The love in her eyes softened her words. “Do your employees know what a soft touch you
are?”

His eyes widened with pretend horror. “Don’t you go telling my staff what I’m really like baby. I prefer to keep them terrified of me.” He grinned at her and Natasha burst out lau
ghing.

“Your staff work for you because they respect you and because you respect them Eric, not out of fear of you.” She told him and he bent to kiss her
again.

The door suddenly burst open and Kathryn stuck her head in. “Everyone’s waiting and the natives are getting restless.” She said. “Can they come in and meet the new additions now?” Her eyes moved back and forth between
them.

Eric looked down at Natasha and she grinned at him before turning to her Mother. “Of course Mum. Tell them to com
e in.”

Kathryn turned away and they could hear her say. “Ok everyone get your butts in the room now. They’re ready for
you.”

Alice came in first with Erica and Nathan, followed by Beverly with Maggie and Tom being the last ones into the room. They all immediately congregated around the twins sleeping in their Mother’s arms. Eric stepped back to give them room and listened to the oohs and ahs from eve
ryone.

He smiled to himself at the excitement on everyone’s faces as he stepped further back until he was leaning against the wall, giving them all that special time with Brooklyn and Charlotte. Even Erica and Nathaniel were looking at them with curi
osity.

Eric raised his hand and subtly wiped away the last traces of tears from under his eyes and when he looked back over to everyone his gorgeous wife was watching him. He smiled at her, a loving, contented smile. “I love you.” He mouthed to her and she smiled back, her eyes shining with so much love for him, he still couldn’t believe that this woman loved hi
m too.

“I love you too.” She mouthed back and their eyes locked for a few moments before finally they both were drawn back to watching the people in the room who were the most important people in their lives besides each other and their chi
ldren.

Eric took a deep breath as he listened to the chatter in the room and for a moment he zoned them all out as he once again asked himself. “How the fuck did I get so l
ucky?”

The End.

Taming
Eric
by
J.
A
Melville.
©
2013.

Bonus
Material.

Fifteen
Years
Later.

Erica let herself into her parents’ home, the home she’d lived in from birth and listened for a moment to the laughter and voices coming from the dining room. It was Christmas Eve and she was late for the family dinner not that her family knew that since she hadn’t been able to guarantee she’d make it home for Christmas a
nyway.

It was just lucky that filming had finished early and she’d been able to get a seat on the first flight out of London. Someone had cancelled making a seat available and although she’d been stuck with an economy seat and jammed in between a quite large woman and a man who had spent most of the flight trying to chat her up, it had been worth it to get home that little bit qu
icker.

She knew she could have called Daddy and he would have sent the company jet but she wanted to surprise her family when they really weren’t expectin
g her.

She stopped for a moment to check her appearance in the mirror over the hall stand and noticed the dark circles under her blue eyes, a blue that vivid they appeared almost purple under some lighting. Her auburn hair hung down one shoulder in a plait that finished just below her full breasts and she studied it for a moment to make sure it was still fairly tidy before running her hands down over her dress in an attempt to smooth out the creases after being crammed in a plane for so many
hours.

Slowly she moved towards the dining room, smiling as the voices grew louder the closer she got. Nathan was telling them something about his and his girlfriend Taylah’s last holiday together. Apparently she had managed to lock herself out of their room while only wearing a towel and Erica grinned to herself when everyone burst out lau
ghing.

She made it to the dining room doorway and got her first look at her family in 3 months. Alice was there as were Beverly, Tom and Maggie but her eyes shifted past them to the tall figure of her Father standing by the window. Even in his early 50’s he was still a very attractive man and to her he was her hero. She loved her Father, she always had. He had been her protector, her saviour and the person who could never say no t
o her.

Nathan was seated at the table, the light shining on his strawberry blonde hair with Taylah by his side, her dark almost exotic looks a complete contrast t
o him.

Brooklyn and Charlotte occupied another couple of chairs at the table and Erica noticed Brooklyn had somehow talked her parents in to letting her get a nose piercing if the diamond glinting in her nose was any indication. At 15 they were looking so much more mature than she remembered but the phones in their hands as they texted or were on facebook proved that they still had some maturing to d
o yet.

Her Mother was seated up the other end of the table, looking her usual unruffled self, her auburn hair the exact same colour as Erica’s twisted into some elaborate knot at her
nape.

Erica smiled at the sight of them all together, all the people she loved most in her life. Suddenly her Mother looked up and saw her standing there and a wide smile transformed her face at the sight of her eldest dau
ghter.

“Erica, darling, you made it.” She stood up with her usual grace and drew the attention of everyone else which paused the chatter briefly before everyone started getting to their feet to come and gree
t her.

Before anyone reached her, she saw her father coming towards her with that long stride of his and he caught her up, swinging her around and around in his arms despite her protests and squeals a
t him.

He lowered her feet to the floor and pulled her into his arms for a hug, holding her tight and Erica realised at that moment how much her Father had missed her. They’d been inseparable until her career had started to take off and now she was often gone for weeks or even several months at a
time.

“Daddy.” She said, which was all she had to say for the tears to start falling and when she finally pulled back enough to see her Father’s face, he had tears rolling down his cheek
s too.

“I missed you so much D
addy.”

“Not as much as I’ve missed you sweet pea.” He told her huskily before hugging her tightly to him
again.

Erica knew her Father hated her job. She’d hear often enough about how he used to only date models years ago before Mum’s time and he had found them shallow and self centred so he had found it hard to accept that his own daughter had gone on to become a highly successful
model.

He’d never once tried to stop her and had always been supportive and going by the collection of her professional photos hanging around the house, he was proud of her despite her career choice. Technically she hadn’t intended to get into modelling but it had been the fairy tale beginning for her when she was spotted at 16 and talked into having some studio shots taken and the rest as they say was hi
story.

She had become an extremely wealthy woman from modelling but all that money didn’t mean much when her personal life was one huge mess. She had come home not just to see her family but to lick her wounds and recover from the physical and emotional damage done to her by her ex boyfriend. She didn’t dare tell her father about what Liam had done to her, she just wanted to spend time with her family and try to push the whole horrible nightmare to the back of her
mind.

With a huge grin on her face she pulled out of her father’s arms and turned to greet the rest of her family, her arms spread wide. “Well come on then, is Daddy the only one pleased to see me? Where’s my
hugs?”

Excerpt
from
Erica’s
Story.

Due
out
2014.

J.A
Mel
ville.