Together Forever (16 page)

Allie went to her office to make her calls. I am sitting in the kitchen, drinking a coke, as I listen to the phone ringing waiting for my dad to pick up. “Son! So good to hear from you. How are you mending? I’m sorry I couldn’t get up there since I will be there in a few days. I was very worried about you and Allie. But, my ticket was nonrefundable.” Shit, now I feel bad that I haven’t called him sooner. I’m a terrible son.

“Fuck, dad. I’m sorry, I should have called earlier. So much has been happening. I can’t even begin to tell you.”

He chuckles. “Not a big deal, son. I just wished I could have been there for you. Hate that I live so far away. Now, tell me what all has had you so preoccupied that you couldn’t call your ole man. Well, other than the obvious.”

“How would you like to be my best man, grandpa?” I say with love. Silence. Loads of silence. I hope he didn’t pass out, or worse not be happy about this, that would suck. “Dad, you there?” I tap the phone.

“Oh, sorry, son. Are you saying what I think you’re saying? I’m gonna be a grandpa and you and Allie are getting married?” He chokes out.

I laugh. “Yes, you got it. I’m so fucking happy, dad. I would love it if you’d be my best man. We haven’t set a date yet, we’re not going to rush. Allie’s only a week or so pregnant and has been feeling ill. But, she’s much better now. She’s seeing Doc Maddison. Can you believe that?” I say excitedly. We talk for quite a while, two cokes worth.

I see Allie coming into the kitchen, with red swollen eyes. Fuck. “Dad, gotta let you go now. I’ll see ya at the airport on Friday. Love you too. I will.” I end the call and get up. She comes to me and folds into my arms and starts crying. “Hey, bad call? Come on, what happened, love?” She proceeds to tell me her dad yelled and told her she needed to come home to straighten out her horrible life. And her wicked mother? She told her she would disown her if she had the baby and married me. Fucking bitch! I take her arms and set her down in a chair and make her some hot tea. I set it in front of her and sit down, moving my chair as close as it would go. I tuck a wayward strand of hair behind her ear and kiss her head. “It’s gonna be ok, my love. I promise.”

She sniffs and looks into my eyes, hers even more red and swollen than they were before. “I know, darling. I’m just sad that they won’t be in my baby’s life. I’m done with their threats and trying to control my life. I just wanted my baby to have both sets of grandparents,” she says with determination. “It’s their loss not to know our baby, to not know the wonderful man I love.” Man, I fucking love this woman!

I rub her arm and kiss her cheek. “If it’s any consolation, dad is ecstatic! He told me to tell you congratulations and he can’t wait to meet his future daughter in law.” She smiles, her eyes wet, her mouth finding mine.

New Year’s Eve comes and goes with a quiet whimper. Our friends were disappointed we didn’t go to the party but they all understood. Well, all but Paxton, of course. She gave Allie the best friend riot act and was pissed that Tuck would be there and she would be alone with him. We spent a quiet evening, just the two of us. It doesn’t seem like we have had any time to ourselves in so long. It was fucking great! Her stomach has calmed down, as long as she takes her pills, which I make her take along with the prenatal vitamins the doctor gave her.

I lay my hand on her stomach as we sit on the couch in silence. “I want her to look just like you, my love,” I whisper in her ear. She looks at me, her eyes full of love. Fuck! What the hell did I do to deserve her? She could have anyone, but chose me. We’ve been best friends for so long that I never dreamed we’d end up here. Together Forever.

“So, you want a girl?” She laughs. “I would think that you will be very busy beating the shit out of all the guys who come within 10 yards of her, when she’s older,” she smirks.

I laugh. “You have a point there. Well, if it’s a boy, I will be teaching him my trade and how to fight to stand up for himself. He will learn how to treat a woman right and to adore them. Just like I adore you.” I tighten my arm around her and in turn she snuggles into me deeper.

She sighs. “If it’s a boy, I hope he looks just like his daddy. Of course when he is older he will be either beating off all the girls or going after them.” We both laugh.

We toasted in the New Year with a beer for me and a glass of sparkling grape for her. We made passionate love at the stroke of midnight wishing each other a happy new year. That was my favorite part. Fuck yeah!

We’re heading over to the Café to meet our friends for a New Year’s Day get together, where we plan to make our announcements. I fear that mom or dad may have already called Jesse to rant to him about my news, but I haven’t heard from him. Stella closed the Café today so we will have the place to ourselves. I’m a freaking nervous wreck.

Peter made a ton of food, which I can’t really stomach a lot of it. But there are a few things on the table I can manage. Everyone seems to be having a wonderful time, chatting and drinking. Shane limps over to the table to get more food and Jesse makes his move. He sits next to me and nudges my shoulder.

“Soooooo, you have something to tell me?” He winks. Shit! Here we go. Oh well, fuck it! We are going to tell everyone in a while anyway.

I turn to him, a huge smile on my face. “Well, yes, actually. We are going to be telling everyone so you will have to act surprised. I take it you heard from mom or dad or both?” He just smirks. Brothers! “I’ll take that as a yes.” I clear my throat, shifting in my seat. “Well, I’m pregnant and Shane has asked me to marry him and I said yes.” Whew, there!

He kisses my cheek. Huh? He laughs. Laughs? Ok, not sure what’s so funny here.

“Sis, I’m so happy for you guys. Seriously! I couldn’t be happier.” I hug him. My brother, so sweet. “Yeah, they both called me, almost at the same time. Shit, I had to keep putting one on hold to talk the other, it was crazy.” He laughs again. “I told them they needed to chill the fuck out and let you be happy. I don’t think it worked but sis, you know I will always be there for you. Always.” We hug again. He’s always protected me from my parents. I love him so much and couldn’t ever have had a better brother.

I’m wiping away tears as Shane sits next to me, a scowl on his face. “What the fuck, mate? What did you say to make my girl cry?” He growls.

I pat his shoulder. “Darling, Jesse’s just happy for us. They called him.” I kiss his cheek trying to calm him. “They’re happy tears.” He kisses me back and wipes some tears away.

Looking at Jesse he shrugs his shoulders. “Sorry. I guess I’m a little protective of my woman. So, you know?” Jesse nods and smiles. “Well, then—” He looks at me questionably. “Should we tell everyone else?” I nod my head eagerly. “Ok, then. Let’s do this!” He takes my hand and pulls me over by the food counter. Taking a sugar container he beats it on the surface of the counter to get everyone’s attention. They all turn to look at us, undoubtedly wondering what the hell we were doing. I just smile, slightly embarrassed.

“Hey! If we can just have a moment.” He looks at me, smiles and winks. I smile back and squeeze his hand. “Well, first we want to thank everyone for all the calls checking in on us. We’ve been through a hell of a lot lately and we appreciate it. Now, as you all know, I’m pretty smitten with my girl here.” Laughter breaks out and Buck calls out ‘No Shit!’ which makes us both laugh. “Yeah, no shit. Ha!” He turns his head to me and becomes serious. “This woman, this wonderful woman has agreed to marry me.” Whoops and hollers are deafening in the room. I kiss my sexy man and that makes everyone’s screams louder. He smiles and faces them again, holds our hands up high and yells, “And we’re also gonna have a baby!”

People are getting up and running over now, wishing us well, chatting away about a wedding, baby showers. Oh. My. God. I can’t even keep up with all the conversations all going at once. I wince as someone smack’s my shoulder. I turn around to see Pax standing there, arms crossed, which push her major cleavage up more, and she has a mean look on her face. Oh, my! Guess I should have told her first, she’s so pissed.

I find myself in her arms in a quick motion. “I’m so fucking happy for you! I can’t believe it!” She whispers. We pull back and she’s grinning like the cat who ate the canary. She crosses one arm around herself, while looking at her nails on the other hand. “Yeah, well, actually, Shane called me earlier today. Said something like I’m the bitch from hell and he didn’t want me to scratch your eyes out when I heard tonight.” She smirks at me, then laughs. “So, what am I gonna wear? I’m the maid of honor, right?” I laugh my ass off. Couldn’t help it.

I take her back into my arms and whisper, “I wouldn’t have anyone else, bestie.” She squeezes me tight. She is a bitch, at times, but I love her so much! She always has my back and would do anything for me.

“And, you’re naming the baby after me, if it’s a girl, right?” I cock an eyebrow at her and roll my eyes. Oh, no! There goes the eye rolling again! Lord, help me!

I feel hands around my waist, my body leans back into a muscular chest. “Let’s not get carried away there.” Shane deep, sexy, voice speaks over my shoulder. I look up and smile at him.

“You told her. I love you.” His mouth comes to mine. When I open my eyes I see Pax rolling her eyes at me. “Ha, someday your eyes are gonna stick that way, then you will look like a crazy bitch!” She bursts out laughing and swats at me.

We tell everyone we are in no hurry to set the wedding date. We have plenty of time. We head home, exhausted. Shane is hurting and I just need sleep. We both take our pills and climb into bed.

I awake the next morning feeling Shane’s hand kneading my breast. Oh, my sexy man! My heart rate increases, my temperature rising. I turn in his arms and latch my mouth to his. “Mmmmm,” I moan. His hand leaves my breast and travels south, over my ribs and in between my legs. My leg goes over his hip in an effort to open more for his hand. His fingers find my already wet pussy and push into me. My hips buck at them, unconsciously, making them go deeper. I can feel my wetness begin pouring out all over his fingers.

“Fuck, I love that you’re so wet for me, love. My fingers are coated with your juices.” He pushes me down and settles between my legs. His mouth kisses my folds, and his tongue delves in. My hips move up and down with his tongue as he fucks me with it. Shit! I’m gonna lose it fast if he keeps this up. I moan loudly as my head goes back into the pillow.

Before I have a chance to reach my climax completely, his cock replaces his tongue. I open my eyes a crack to see his sexy face. His eyes are closed as he pushes into me. Damn, he’s so hot! I watch his muscles flex in his arms as he pushes against the bed while he thrusts in and out of me. His tattoo’s on his arm moving with his rhythm.

We both climax together, both of us moaning in unison. He collapses on me, his weight feeling heavenly. We lay there for a while, still connected. He runs his fingers up and down my arm, the cast not stopping him one bit. His body laying half on me, half on the bed, while his head is resting in his other hand. We just lay there staring at each other, each with a satisfied smile on our faces. Life just doesn’t get any better than this.

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My girl falls back to sleep. I hated to pull out of her because, fuck, I would have liked just to stay in her all day. But, she needs her rest. I get up and grab my jeans, quietly, and limp out of the room. Damn, I wish my body would heal faster! Sick of this shit. It’s hard to take care of my girl with a fucking cast on my arm and my leg all screwed up.

I make some coffee and sit in the kitchen getting my caffeine fix. I check my phone and see I have 10 texts and three voice mails. What the fuck? I scroll down the texts, they are all from Stiles.

News, call me!

Hey, where are you, found Paul, call me!

Dude, where the fuck are you?

I stopped reading there and didn’t even check my voicemails. I just hit the call button for Stiles. He picks up in one ring.

“Fuck, where the hell have you been? I’ve been trying to get ahold of you all fucking night!” He yells so loud into my ear that I have to hold the phone away. Fuck! Why didn’t I hear my phone last night? Oh, yeah. I had turned it off so my girl and I wouldn’t be disturbed.

“Shit, man! Sorry! Was trying to get away from everything for a bit. Update me!” I take a drink of coffee and wait for the news. He proceeds to tell me that a patrol car in the next town over saw him leaving a bar. They brought him to the station here. He needs Allie to come there and identify him.

“I’m on it! We’ll be there in a while. Thanks, man. I owe you.” He tells me he’s just doing his job, but I know since this whole mess started that we’ve become friends.

I hated waking my love up, but we need to get down to the station. We quickly take a shower together, you know to save time. Shit, good thing we could stop ourselves from doing more than washing each other but it was fucking hard (pun intended). We decide to take my bike. I fucking love her hugging my waist, her thighs clamped against my legs. Shit! My cock’s getting hard again.

She’s a fucking bundle of nerves as we go into the room with the two-way mirror. I don’t blame her though. I keep her close to me, and I swear she’s gonna leave a bruise on my side from her tight grip. I can take it though, for her.

The asshole is in the interrogation room, yelling at Stiles. There are two officers in the room, both have their hands on their guns in the holsters even though the fucker is handcuffed to the chair.

“You can’t keep me here, you fuckers! I have rights!” He yells. “I’ll sue you all for incarcerating a wrongfully accused man, you fucking idiots! And, where in the fuck is my lawyer? I ain’t saying shit to you!” He looks right into the mirror and glares at it. It appears like he’s looking right at my girl. “Don’t worry, bitch. I have others on the outside that will do my bidding.” He tries to stand. “You’re still mine. Don’t you fucking forget it!” He is screaming while the officers run over and push him back into the chair.