The Promise (41 page)

Sophie

I’d been right. As soon as Chase finishes the letter and
tells me he still wants me, I feel as though a huge weight has been lifted off of my shoulders.

For the first time in a year, I’m truly happy. I
move myself up closer to Chase, kissing him deeply as I wrap my arms around his neck.

Gripping his hair between my fingers, he lets out a sexy growling noise that I love so much. He grabs me around the waist with one arm, while pushing me down onto the cushions beside us. There’s such an urgency here that I’m not used to from him.

I know
that all he wants to do is to claim me once and for all, but when I hear the faint creak of my bedroom door behind us, my eyes open wide and I immediately push him off of me with a force I didn’t know I possessed. Chase falls onto the floor below me and looks up at me with unveiled confusion. He looks as though he’s about to say something, but a little voice beats him to the punch.

“Aunt Sophie?” JT whimpers from the
bedroom doorway. Once I manage to compose myself, I sit up.

“Yeah, Baby?” I stammer
, looking over to see him rubbing his eyes with his little fists as he walks towards the couch.

“I woke up and now I’m thirsty,” he says.
He makes his way around the side of the sectional, stopping when he looks down and sees Chase.  “Whatcha doing?”

I laugh
when I see the shocked expression over Chase’s face and again when he turns and looks to me for help. It’s just now that I realize I’m still wearing his shirt and he hasn’t had the time to put anything else on.

“Chase was down there looking for his shirt,” I say as JT
eyes me with a new found curiosity.

“What happened to it?” he asks.

“I don’t know, Baby,” I lie, winking at Chase as I stand up and step over him, before making my way over to JT.

P
icking him up, I walk through to the kitchen while Chase sneaks into my bedroom and grabs himself one of the shirts he’d left here last week. I’m filling JT’s cup with some water as Chase walks into the kitchen, grabbing a bottle for himself in the process.

“Do you live here?” JT
aims his question directly towards Chase.

“No, I just come over here a lot to see
your Aunt Sophie,” Chase answers him with a smile while taking a drink of his water.

“Are you coming over tomorrow?”

“Yep,” he starts. “I’ll be over right after work. Is that okay with the two of you?” I’d forgotten that tomorrow is Friday and that he has to work. JT glances up at me and waits for me to answer.

“What do you think,
buddy?” I ask him. He blushes before shyly placing his head into the crook of my neck, making me laugh. “Why are you being so bashful all of a sudden, my funny goose?” He shrugs as I laugh at the way he’s reacting. “I think that it’s okay if he comes over tomorrow, don’t you?” He nods shyly as he lifts his head to look at me.

“Can I stay up and watch TV with you?” he asks
. I glance towards the clock and see that it’s already after eleven. Normally I’d say no, but seeing as though he isn’t used to the apartment yet, I let him off easy tonight.

“You can stay up for a little while but it’s way past your bedtime
, so not for too long,” I say, watching him as he begins to nod in agreement. “And you can’t get used to this. It’s just for this once, okay?”

“Okay,” he yawns.

I can see that he won’t be awake for long.

We all make our way over to the couch
, with Chase and I sitting back down where we’d previously been sitting in the corner. JT climbs up into my lap and leans his head back against my chest, while Chase looks for something more appropriate to watch than CSI reruns.

He
eventually settles on ‘SpongeBob Squarepants’ and we make him chuckle as JT and I begin to sing along with the theme song. We watch it for about fifteen minutes before I hear JT’s breathing beginning to even out. Looking down, I see that he’s already fast asleep. I reach over and grab the remote, turning the volume down while sitting and just holding him for a few minutes longer.

“You’re really good with him,” Chase
whispers, moving the stray hair behind my ear and resting his hand lightly on the back on my neck. I give him a small smile before looking back down at JT’s sleeping form and let out a deep breath.

“Thank you,” I whisper. “I think being away from him is the hardest part about
Ana and I moving here. I almost didn’t come with her because I just couldn’t stand the thought of not being near him. He’s only four but he already has a hold on me,” I laugh quietly. “That probably sounds really dumb, huh?”

“No
, not at all,” Chase whispers. “I think it’s sweet.” He smiles at me before leaning over and kissing me on my right cheek.

“I’m going to
go and put him back in bed. I’ll be right back,” I say.

“Need
any help carrying him?” he asks but I shake my head.

“No thanks,” I
answer as I stand, carrying him back over to my room and setting him gently onto the bed before pulling the covers up to his chin. He begins to stir and so I shush him, sitting with him for a little while until I know he’s fully settled before walking back through to the living room to find Chase.

He’s still sitting
over on the couch, but as I draw closer, I notice that he’s putting his shoes on, “Are you going home now?” I ask obviously, the disappointment evident in my voice.

“I
really wish that I could stay, but I have to be up early in the morning,” he answers, walking over and reaching out to me. I tuck myself into his embrace and we stand for a few moments, just holding each other.

“I don’t want you to leave
!” I whine, hearing and feeling as he chuckles from my words.

“I know, Baby. I don’t want to go
either. My house is going to majorly suck tonight,” he admits with a slight sadness in his tone.

“I
’ve changed my mind … Just stay here,” I tell him, noticing the smirk that’s crossing over his face as he looks down to meet my gaze with his own.

“Where will I sleep?” he asks. I look
over to the couch and see his eyebrows raising with amusement when I turn back to face him.

“I’ll sleep out here with you, dork. Come on, stay with me,” I
plead, batting my eyelashes at him. “Please, Baby?” I say in my most sugary sweet voice as he chuckles.

“Wow, you’re laying it on thick tonight!” he smiles
as he leans down and kisses me tenderly. “Of course I’ll stay with you, Sweetheart. You don’t have to ask.”

***

Chase

I wake up
to feel Sophie jolting awake in my arms. I hear my phone going ballistic as I hear someone banging on her apartment door. She jumps up at the same time as I do, but where I’m disoriented, she’s just seems plain mad.

“Who the fuck
…?” She starts to rant under her breath as she runs over to answer the door. At the exact time that she opens it, finding him standing on the other side of the doorway, I glance at my caller ID and the both of us sigh “Drake” in unison. His name leaves my mouth as a statement, but leaves hers as an insult. He has a look of frustration crossing over his face, although when he sees the look of fury over Sophie’s, he changes his tune quickly enough.

“Hey Sophie
…”

“Do you not rememb
er that there is a child in this house, Drake?” she snaps at him as Ana walks up behind him with a smirk crossing over her face.

“I told you not to do it, Baby,” Ana laughs as Drake looks
to her for help, but she only throws her arms up in the air. “You’re on your own with this one. I warned you she’d go all Mama Bear on you.” she laughs as she kisses him on the jaw. I see that he’s still gaping at Sophie while allowing for Ana to pass by her. When he tries to defend himself, she cuts him off.

“I don’t care
! I don’t care if he’s late. I don’t care if she lost her key. I don’t care, Drake! If you ever come over here at such an ungodly hour while JT is here again and do what you just did, I will fuck your life up! Do you hear me?” He nods dumbly, just standing there while both Ana and I watch it all unfold.

I fight a grin. My girl’s feisty
, and I love it. She walks away from him, leaving the door standing wide open, but he doesn’t walk inside. “Well are you coming in or not?” she snaps at him again while rolling her eyes. “Not enough coffee in the world,” she mumbles before walking into the kitchen and joining a smiling Ana, who is now holding a coffee cup out for her. “Thank you.” She grumbles, looking over at the clock and groaning again when she sees what the time is.

“Give me like twenty minutes, man,” I
call over to Drake.

“You can’t be serious,” he gripes
his reply.

“Yes, I’m serious. I have to take a
quick shower and need coffee if I’m going to be driving for the next hour,” I say as I stand.

“Aunt Sophie,” JT emerges from Sophie’s bedroom
grumpily before making his way over to her. She throws Drake another death stare as he mouths another apology, but she quickly turns her attention to JT.

“Good morning, my
Sweet Pea,” she says softly to him as he puts his arms out for her to lift him. “Oh, you’re getting far too big for Aunt Sophie to pick you up!” He rests his head on her shoulder and nuzzles in as I walk over and place a kiss on the top of her head.

“Good morning, Baby.” I whisper
, watching as she smiles up at me.

“Good morning,” she yawns
. I wait for her to finish making JT’s drink, watching her as she walks over to the couch before making myself some coffee and heading into her bedroom.

Once I’ve switched on
the shower, I step under the water. I’m lathering up when I see movement from the other side of the curtain. Peeking my head out, I see Sophie quickly undressing and climbing in behind me, “We have ten minutes! Ana made Drake go and get us some good coffee for waking us up like that and she’s watching JT for me,” she laughs, yanking me down until my lips are on hers.

“Does she know what we’re doing in here?” I ask
with surprise as I grip onto her ass tightly, sucking on her neck.

“I don’t care,” she
answers huskily, wrapping her hand around my erection as she presses her lips against my ear. She bites down before gazing seductively through her thick eyelashes at me. “I want you inside me.” That’s all I need to hear.

She hooks her arms around my neck
, gripping onto my hair as I push her body against the shower wall. I wrap her legs around my waist and plunge into her in one brisk movement. I swallow her moans and bite down on her lip as she pulls my hair harder, which causes me to groan. I pinch her nipples hard while running my mouth down her neck, and as she arches her back, I feel myself filling her to the hilt.

“You
drive me crazy, Baby,” I say as I lower my gaze, watching the soap from off of my body sliding down between her breasts and legs as I push into her fast and hard.

Only a few minutes
have passed by as I feel her beginning to tighten and pulse around my cock. Her nails are digging into my shoulders desperately, clutching onto me as she spirals towards her orgasmic high.

Her green eyes stay locked on mine as she whimpers my name weakly,
and these actions alone send me into orbit, knowing that she’s just as close to the brink as I am. “You ready, Baby?” I ask, feeling as her grip begins to tighten on me. “Come with me, Sophie,” I demand as my mouth crashes against hers again, with us both coming unraveled beneath the water.

I empty in
side her with a few more sharp thrusts and feel as her body becomes limp in my arms. I smile at this. “You’re so hot, Baby,” I whisper, my words causing for her to smile with content at me, before giving me a few soft kisses on the lips.

I set her down
, helping to keep her steady as soon as I notice that she looks as though she might falter. She stays leaned up against the wall of the shower, collecting her breath as I grab the body wash and lather it in my hands up, before placing it in her now outstretched hand.

As
she lathers her hands up, I gently wash her shoulders, arms, breasts and stomach. She begins working the wash over my body as I squeeze more into my hands, watching her work with hooded eyes.

She crouches down
and washes my legs. A mischievous smirk begins to spread across her face as she works her way slowly back up, gripping me into her hand softly again which makes me let out another groan.

M
otioning for me to turn around, I comply as she washes my back and once she’s done, I finish washing her, making sure to linger between her legs for a couple of moments longer than really necessary. While still standing behind her, I watch her as she comes apart once more. We both wash our hair as quickly as we can, stepping out of the shower just as Ana knocks on the door, whispering loud enough for us to hear the annoyance within her voice.