The Mitchell Family Series BoxSet 1-4.5 (87 page)

Heather leaned forward, waiting for me to reciprocate. I closed my eyes and let my head move forward. As soon as her lips pressed against mine, I felt her wet tongue sliding over my bottom lip. I pulled away and turned my body from hers. Instantly I realized what I had done. “Sorry! My lip is throbbing.”

Before I turned back around to face her, I heard something unzipping. “It’s okay. Maybe you’d like to use your hands instead.”

Heather stood in front of me and removed her zip up jacket. Underneath was a pink bra. I purposely looked up to her face. She may as well have been colored red with horns, because that is how I saw her. “It’s just been awhile since I’ve been with someone else. How bout a drink? Got anything strong?”

“Ty, I am starting to wonder if this is all some scheme. I mean, you have never had any problems touching me before.”

“It’s been a long night. I just need to relax. You know I can’t get it up if I’m stressed.”
What the fuck did I say that for?

Heather must have believed me, that or she was just so obsessed with sleeping with me again that she would stoop this low. Whatever the case, I sat back down and pondered how the fuck I was going to convince her I needed those papers without physically having to touch her anymore.

“My mother only keeps scotch.” She handed me the glass. I swirled the ice around and took down the whole thing at once. It burned my throat and tasted horrible.

I sat the glass down on the table and contemplated my next move. Heather, wearing only a bra, sat down next to me and started kissing my cheek and neck. She was purposely pressing her chest against my arm, seeing if I would react.

I could feel her hands reaching between my legs, but it was as if, I couldn’t move my arms. When I did lift them, everything  moved in slow motion. I felt Heather climb on my lap and her face touch mine, but I couldn’t speak. She was becoming blurry, and laughing the whole time. I just sat there until all I saw was black.

When I opened my eyes, I had no idea where I was. It was dark in the room and I was lying down. The clock next to me said three thirty. As I tried to sit up, my head was pounding. I put my hand over it, as I attempted to focus on what the fuck was going on. I jumped back when I realized I wasn’t alone and I was in a bed, with nothing on. A naked Heather was spread on her stomach next to me.

I tumbled to the floor and searched the room for my clothes. After grabbing all that I could find, I ran out of there and into the bathroom. The vomit projected out of my mouth and barely made it in the toilet.

What the hell happened? I never would have done this. I never would have touched her that way. I had to be dreaming. This was all a nightmare.

Then my nightmare stepped in the doorway totally naked.  “You okay, baby?”

“No! What the fuck happened? How did we get in your bedroom?”

She came into the bathroom and seemed not to care that she was stark naked. I cringed just looking at her and started throwing up more. My life was fucking over.

“It was just like old times. After your third scotch, it was as if we’d never been apart. You did things to me that you’ve never done before.” She ran her hand through my hair and it actually hurt to have her touch me. “I miss your longer hair. You never should have let that little bitch cut it off.”

I backed away from her and started making my way past her naked body. “I have to go!”

I ran out of that house as fast as I could. I didn’t grab the bag, or even a shirt, but managed to grab my cell phone before running out the door. Luckily, I always left the keys under the seat and was able to grab them without going back into the house. In the pitch black of night, I bolted off of that street.

That bitch put something in my drink. She drugged me. She ruined my fucking life. I wasn’t just losing my daughter I was losing my wife. I promised her no more secrets and there was no way I could live with something like this.

I pulled over to a parking lot and started crying my eyes out like a little fucking baby. How I ever could have thought that pretending to be interested in that evil bitch was okay, instead it was insane.  My wife, my daughter and my babies would never forgive what I’d just done. It didn’t matter that I couldn’t remember it at all. Hell, I couldn’t even kiss her without getting sick.

I grabbed my barely working cell phone and dialed Conner.

Amy?

Amy? No it’s Ty. Conner, I fucked up.

I could hear him stirring and wondered if my beautiful wife was asleep in his arms. When I heard the door squeaking, I knew he’d gone outside.

Where are you? Randa’s been worried sick.

I’m in the parking lot at work. Look man, I swear to God that I don’t know what happened. I got there and couldn’t get near the bitch. I felt sick the whole time she talked. Next thing I know I’m drinking some liquor and waking up naked in her bed.

The line got silent and I knew Conner killing me would be better than Miranda hearing the truth.

Conner, I never would have done that shit. That bitch drugged me. I just woke up. I left everything in her
house and drove away. My life is over, Man.

I’m tryin’ to be a brother here and not someone that wants to kill you. How do you know you had sex?

I was naked. She was naked. You figure it out.

That don’t mean it happened. Drive home. I’ll wait outside.

If you’re going to kill me, use a gun. Make it fast Conner. I can’t take this guilt anymore.

Just get your fucking ass home. I ain’t goin’ to kill ya.

Even after I hung up the phone, I sat in the parking lot considering what I could possibly do to save my family. Miranda was never going to forgive me. My marriage was over and there was nothing I could say to save it. I promised her and I meant it when I’d said it. How could I have done something like this to her and to myself?

I arrived at my house about twenty minutes later. Conner was standing out at the barn, looking down at his phone. When he approached me, he saw I wasn’t wearing a shirt. I climbed out of the truck and prepared to have the shit beat out of me. I deserved it. I wanted it to happen.

“Jesus Christ, where’s your shirt?”

“I couldn’t find it. I ran out of there as fast as I could.” I stood right in front of him just waiting, but as the seconds passed, I dropped to my knees and cried into my hands. “I’m so so fucking sorry, Conner. I promised her forever and I meant every word of it. I know you hate me. Just hit me. I deserve it so much.”

He got closer and kicked at my leg lightly to get my attention. “Stand up! I ain’t goin’ to hit ya. Christ Almighty, you need to get yourself together.”

I let my hands fall but the tears wouldn’t stop. I was being a fucking pussy when I should have just toughened up and accepted that I ruined my life on my own. Thinking about losing them, even Conner was too much to take. “My life is over. I can’t live without her, Conner. You don’t understand how much I love her, how much I love them. What the fuck am I going to do?”

He grabbed my arm and pulled me to the other side of the barn. “I’ll tell ya what you’re goin’ to do. You’re goin’ to stop cryin’ like a fuckin’ baby for starters. Then you’re goin’ to get your ass in that house and tell your wife that because nothin’ happened, you didn’t get the papers. You’re goin’ to tell my sister that you couldn’t go through with it.”

“I can’t lie to her, Man.”

“You need to, because it would be bad enough to hear what you think happened, but to top it off, she would still have to battle that woman for custody without the love and support of her husband by her side. She’s pregnant with twins, in case you haven’t noticed. She needs her husband.”

“She’s going to know.”

Conner shook his head and pushed me. “Ty, you told me that she drugged you. Is that the truth?”

I nodded. “I don’t remember shit. I sure as hell wouldn’t have cheated on my wife. I never would have taken things that far. I swear.” It didn’t matter what Conner believed. I knew the truth.

“As far as you know, nothing happened. You don’t remember it, so how are you lying? Shit, you could have passed out before anything did happen.” He put his hand on my shoulder. “It’s taken me a long time to accept your marriage, but one thing I have always known, was that you loved my sister. Even before you two had somethin’ goin’ there was always somethin’ between you. I don’t believe for one second that you would do any of this on purpose. Miranda is just as at fault for this, but I know she couldn’t handle it. What happened tonight, stays between me and you. Understood?” He shook his head. “Ty, when everyone was ready to turn their back on me, you opened up your home and let me get clean. I owe you my life. Consider this as a payback.”

I looked up at Conner and saw how serious he was. As much as I wanted to die for what had happened, I wanted to be with my family more. I’d promised to not lie to my wife and I hated that I was doing it, but it was about my family, not just me. It was about Izzy, and Jax and Jake. I needed to be their father.

I agreed to never speak of what happened and forget about it. I knew that Conner would always have something on me, but for some reason I felt like it made us closer. If he had my back, then he truly believed that I would never hurt my wife on purpose.

Once we got in the house, I got a shower and threw on some clothes from the laundry room. When I climbed into bed, I just laid there staring at my pregnant wife and I couldn’t help but to break down again.

Chapter 15

Miranda

Falling asleep was impossible when I knew where my husband was. Conner never left my side and I had finally calmed down when I realized why he’d hit Ty. It was a good plan, but still a little hard to watch.

I’d fallen asleep sometime after two in the morning, following hours of crying. Luckily, Bella went to sleep early and didn’t understand what exactly I was upset about anyway. We told her that her daddy had to do something with a loose cattle and she was content to that.

I woke up hours later to a sound I wasn’t very familiar with. As I slowly opened my eyes, I saw the back of my husband and his body was trembling. He was sobbing.

“Ty?”

He rolled over and I could see from his face that he’d been crying for a long time. His eyes were swollen and even in the dark room, he looked horrible. Fear rushed over me and I ran through all of the scenarios in my head. Was I really ready to ask him what happened? Did I want to hear the details? Did he love me enough to say no?

I reached my hand out and grabbed his, pulling it to my heart. “What happened?”

All I could think about was him cheating on me. If he’d done it to save our daughter, could I ever get past that?

“I didn’t get the papers. She didn’t believe me.” He started to cry more as I pulled him into my body. “I’m so sorry, baby. God, I am so sorry. I just wanted to make things better for us. I wanted to protect our family.”

I kissed his head and wiped away the tears with my thumb. “Shhh, it’s goin’ to be okay. No matter what, we are goin’ to fight this woman. We’ll take it to court and fight her on the grounds of her bein’ an unfit person. The courts will believe us. Colt knows people. We can still beat this.”

Everything I was saying was true, but most of it was just optimistic thinking. Tucker’s mother was Bella’s grandmother and I found it hard to believe that the courts would be against her having a relationship and getting to know her blood relative.

Ty cried himself to sleep, while still nestled in my arms. It was uncomfortable, but I was too scared to wake him to get adjusted. Besides, after waiting up half the night and finally getting him home, I didn’t want to let go. I needed to be close to him. I needed to know that he was still mine.

When I woke up the next morning Ty was lying there staring at me. He was on his stomach resting his head on his hand. With his free arm, he traced the skin on my cheek. “Hey.”

I slid my body into his and waited for his strong arms to fold around me. When they did, I nestled my head against his chest. “Let’s not talk about anything today. Let’s just be together.”

His hand slowly moved its way up my t-shirt and I felt his fingers tracing the side of one of my breasts. The twins were moving all around, maybe because I was starving. Between the movement and my stomach growling loudly, Ty began to laugh. He carefully pushed me on my back and kissed my belly. “I love this life with you. I’d do anything for you.”

I ran my hands through his hair and watched him look up at me. “Touch me, Ty.”

My stomach growled again and he shook his head and laughed into my stomach. “When’s the last time you ate?”

I shrugged. “I don’t remember.”

Ty sat up and rubbed his hands into his face. I watched him walk toward the bathroom in his underwear. I had to bite down on my lip when I saw the beginning of his sexy crack peeking out of the top of them. His sexy body made me crazy and I started imagining his hands all over me.

I could clearly hear him relieving himself, but it didn’t stop me from removing my shirt and wrapping my arms around him. Ty jumped at first and then finished what he was doing. He spun around and backed up enough to take in the site of me. My big belly made me feel  huge, but I could tell from Ty’s eyes, that he didn’t agree with that.

He pulled the clip out of my hair and watched the length fall down over my breasts.  Ty bit down on his bottom lip and held up his index finger. “Hold that thought.” He grabbed his toothbrush and handed me mine, with a wink. I brushed my teeth and he looked me up and down. His eyes were desperate and I wanted his mouth to tell me what they were thinking.

As we finished, he led me back to our bed. “Stay here. I’ll be right back.”

I laid down on his side of the bed and heard him talking to my brother.

“Dude, get some clothes on. I don’t want to see that shit.”

“Uncle Conner, shit is a bad word. Mommy says it isn’t allowed in the house.” I giggled quietly so that my daughter couldn’t hear me laughing. She was four and a half, but knew too much for her own good. Her oblivious sense of humor made her so cute.

“You just said it too. I won’t tell if you don’t.” Of course Conner was teaching her how to keep secrets, why would I expect any different from my brother. That was his excuse every time we did something wrong as kids.

“You two going to my mom’s for breakfast?” Ty asked.

“You ain’t comin’?” Conner replied.

“Nah, Miranda wants to sleep for a while. Just take Iz over there.”

Conner must have got what Ty meant. “Yeah, I don’t want the sounds of that this morning. Come on Bells, let’s go see your Mimi.”

A few minutes later Ty came back into our bedroom, still in his underwear, but carrying a tray full of food. He had cut up bananas and strawberries and even had blueberries and cool whip. “Wow! I could have come out to the kitchen.”

He sat down on the edge of the bed and fed me a strawberry. “I wanted you naked.”

I went to grab a banana, but he slapped my hand. “Hey, I’m hungry.”

Ty laughed and grabbed a slice of banana. “I will feed us both. Sit still for me.”

I closed my eyes for just a second and a cold chill hit my nipple. When I opened my eyes, Ty was circling a piece of banana over one of my nipples, before feeding it to me. He grabbed another piece and repeated it on the opposite nipple. I glanced over and saw him licking his lips as he circled it until my nipple hardened.

A strawberry was fed to me, and as I took a bite, the remainder of it slid down between my breasts and was stuck in my belly button. Ty took his fingers and dipped them into the whipped topping. With them covered in white cream, he covered each of my breasts. The colder they got, the more they tingled for his attention, mainly his mouth. 

He fed me another slice of banana and leaned over to kiss my lips.

More whipped cream covered my belly and random blueberries were placed over it, then quickly lapped up with his tongue. His face was covered in whipped cream as he traced my belly button. The largest strawberry on the tray of fruit was picked up and slowly drug over my hot sex. I was too big to see what Ty was doing, but as I closed my eyes, I could picture how the point of the strawberry spread my lips apart and teased my clit.

I let out a little cry as Ty pulled it away, only to taste the flavor that had remained on my skin. A deep moan vibrated off of my sex  and the cold strawberry, now filled with whipped cream, entered between my lips again, this time teasing the entrance before coming out and tracing over either side of my lips again.  I wasn’t sure if it was the texture, but as he drug the strawberry over my clit, I felt like I could explode. It was rough and gave me a wicked tingle that hurt and felt amazing all at once. He continued teasing my clit until I started to tighten up my body and then he would slide it down between the lips again.

My panting became apparent and Ty got off on it. He removed the strawberry and took a bite himself, before lifting it up to my mouth.  “Taste yourself, baby.”

I let my tongue slide out of my mouth enough to taste the strawberry, before taking a bite. Of course I could taste myself on it and I knew that’s what Ty wanted. His half smile disappeared beneath my belly again and I felt something colder being placed into my folds again. One by one little blueberries went, until I could feel bunch of them just sitting there. Ty giggled before shoving his face down again and grabbing the berries with his tongue, leaving me feeling empty. His tongue stroked against my clit and I gasped as he repeated it again, this time using pressure.

He climbed up to my chest and sucked one of my banana covered nipples into his mouth, while he fed me another strawberry. I chewed it and tried not to choke when I felt his teeth dragging over my nipple. He relentlessly watched me watching him taking the other breast into his mouth. He sucked so hard I could feel the blood rushing to it. As he pulled away while still sucking, the pain and pleasure hit me.  Whipped cream filled fingers stroked my clit before sliding inside of me. As his fingers moved forward and back, his thumb coarsely rubbed my swollen nub.

My body began to buck, but it didn’t stop Ty from sliding back down and licking me as I climaxed against his mouth. He removed his fingers and I watched him lick them.  I reached down to touch his face as he climbed up to be next to me. His fingers stroked my clit again as his lips pressed into my neck. “I need you.”

I reached down and grabbed his hard cock into my hands. “Do you want it in my mouth?”

He shook his head. “No, as much as I love when you do that, I need to be inside of you. I need to fill you.” He rolled my body on top of him and quickly put the head of his penis between my legs. He slapped my clit over and over again, making my stomach muscles tightened with each slap. “Ty.”

“Slide me in, baby. I want you to feel me fill you.”

“Oh, yes. Give it to me.”

Ty grabbed my ass and moved my body down over his. The wetness from between my legs was coating his shaft and making the friction extra slippery. I pressed my hands on his chest and made the contact stronger. As I grinded against him, he never stopped looking at me. I watched his face tighten and his eyes close, at the same time he held my body still. I could feel him filling me and just thinking about it made me come again. I sat straight up and cried out into our bedroom.

After we caught our breath, Ty took me in the shower and washed the sticky fruit from my body. As we dressed and headed into the kitchen, I noticed he already had a muffin and orange juice sat out for me. He smiled and poured himself a cup of coffee. I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around him. I should have never doubted him last night. I had nothing to worry about. Ty loved me and our babies. He would never cheat on me.

For the next four weeks we went about the motions. I worked a couple days a week. and got fatter by the minute, while Ty worked every day and came home to spend every minute with us. He was quiet about not being able to get the doctored paternity test, but I knew that talking about it made him upset, so I never brought it up.

He and Conner for some reason or another, started hanging out more, doing things together. I didn’t really get it, but just figured it was Conner’s way of feeling sorry for our plan not working. Ty took it the worst. Our sex life was still pretty normal, but several times I caught him crying afterwards. I repeatedly asked him what was wrong, but only got replies about it just being too much stress on him.

He refused to talk about the trial on account of what he might have to tell Bella someday. It broke my heart to even think about that conversation, but I was positive she would always love him as her daddy.

After my husband’s begging, I finally stopped working in my eighth month of pregnancy. The doctors were convinced I was going to deliver early and the family was all on standby in case it started. Since I had to deliver Bella in the back of a car, Ty was determined to get me to the hospital in time. Having twins could be complicated and we wanted to be prepared. I’d packed my overnight bag and Ty had gotten the whole room ready for the boys.

One Sunday after church, we came home to a house full of people yelling ‘surprise’. Since Bella was my first child, I really didn’t expect to have a shower, but my family loved to party and they just looked for reasons. Ty had kept the secret and managed to get Amy involved. She’d invited some of my favorite clients and I was so happy they could attend.

It was great seeing Van and Colt and little Christian was just the cutest little thing. She was already trying to stand herself up and had two front teeth. Noah and Bella immediately went running into her room together. She was so excited to see him that she didn’t even care about all of the presents I needed help opening.

Ty smiled the whole day and I caught him looking at me with such passion throughout the party. As much as I loved my whole family being there, I kind of wanted to be alone with him more. With me being so huge and all of the stress of the upcoming trial, to say we were becoming distant would have been an understatement.

I loved Ty for being the faithful man that I needed him to be, but since his failed attempt at obtaining the documents, something had changed in him. He still joked, but it wasn’t the same. I felt like he always had his guard up.

Our late night conversations became non-existent and some nights he would fall asleep on the couch and not come to bed until I was already asleep. I patched it up to my pregnancy. Maybe I was too hard to sleep with. I did toss and turn all night long, but I missed him. Even though we were together all of the time, I missed him terribly.

After all of my friends left and my mom and aunt went to Ty’s parents, Colt and Van hung out with us. It was great having them over and I loved spending time with Christian. Her little smile was so contagious. Ty loved being her Godfather. It was so funny watching him talk to her like he was a baby. I had no doubt that he was going to be such a good dad to our twins. He’d already proven that with Bella.