A Broken Beautiful Beginning (7 page)

He gently
moves to lower himself into me, no guidance needed. His body knows mine just as well as his own. I gasp feeling him fully seated inside. His mouth takes mine, this time harder, rougher and its pure need. His body moves faster, I cross my legs over his lower back so both are now wrapped tight around him, bringing him impossibly closer to me. He grabs both my hands, leans over and entwines our fingers as he looks down at me and pushes harder, rocking into me. His groans and my moans continue as we look at each other.

He shakes his head, smiles and
then kisses me once again.

“You there baby?” he whispers as he tugs on my ear
with his teeth before leaving a soft kiss just underneath.

“I’m there.” I
say breathlessly and boy oh boy am I there. I clutch onto him feeling his body tense and shudder over me, inside me.

His
release only fuelling my own!

His body stills above mine and he moves to look down at my face. A lo
ving smile spreads then he leans down and gently kisses my nose.

I smile.

He bends down to whisper in my ear. The house is empty so I’m not sure why we feel the need to whisper, but we do.

“I love you Harlz.” He nuzzles my neck still not moving his body out of mine.

I wrap my arms around his torso and squeeze. “I Love you too.” I whisper.

He carries me to the bathroom and I shower again, this time Caleb
’s right there with me, never leaving my side.

We make love again twice more through the night and I w
ake up to him between my legs.

Let’s just say...best-morning-ever!

He pours me a bubble bath in the morning and we spend the rest of the day lying in each other’s arms talking about what each of us missed out on these past couple years.

He tells me a lot but I can’t help but feel that there’s something he isn’t
sharing.

Chapter 4

“Mommy?”
Willow asks. I turn from where I’m kneeled on her bedroom floor helping her put all her toys in her little trunk.

“Yes baby?”
I continue putting away the last of the toys.

She hesitates a moment, “Why did Jacey have to say goodbye? Where’s he going? I’m going to see him again right?” she doesn’t look at me while saying this instead she moves her little motorbike around on the floor.

My body tenses, afraid of the answer to the question I’m about to ask.

“
Willow, when did you see Jace?”

She looks up from her toys, “When I went to
Gramps lake house. Jace was there. He said he has to go away for a long time but he wanted me to know that he loves me very much.”

“What?” I hear Caleb’s
stiff voice from the doorway. My head whips around to see his livid face.

“Baby, why don’t you
go and see what Brent’s up to downstairs?” I tell Willow knowing that her daddy is about to blow a gasket and I don’t want his anger to frighten her.

She quickly runs out
of the room with her toy in hand. I stand up and look at him.

I put both hands up. “I know
, okay. I’m going to speak to them about this. They know I don’t want her around him.”

He nods his head
avoiding my eyes, I can tell he’s trying to watch his words and restrain himself. All he says is, “You make sure you do that. I’ll deal with him.”

Then he
turns and walks out the room.

I
trail close behind full of confusion.

“What do you mean
, y
ou’ll deal with him?
What are you going to do? You’re not going near him Caleb!” I close our bedroom door behind me. Caleb looks though his drawers till he finds a shirt, slamming the drawers closed harshly.

“What?
” he raises an eyebrow. “Don’t want me to fuck up lover boy?” he says sarcastically. I freeze at his childish behaviour and look up at him with a frown. I don’t know what crawled up his ass all of a sudden.

“I said
I’ll
fix it.” I repeat deadpan.

“No Harley. I don’t know what
your
issue is with him but he fucked up big time. Why does he always get off lightly? Brent told me all the shit he put you through over the years, yet you
always
allowed that unstable bastard back in and near
our
daughter. Why is that?” he shouts a little louder watching the door as he does making sure Willow doesn’t come in.

His questio
ns leave me at a loss for words. I don’t even know how to respond to that. How do I defend myself when I don’t even have the answers? I know he’s right and that’s the problem. So I don’t respond and he takes this as a cue to continue.

“
Don’t expect me to go easy on him either. He fucked up and he needs to know that
I’m
with you now. You and Willow are mine. Got it?
Mine
. He’s not going to get the opportunity to sweep in and take you from me again. I watched him carry you away four years ago and I won’t allow it to happen again. I was weak then, I wouldn’t have stood a chance against him… but now? Well shits changed... I’m not so useless and I’m going to make sure he knows it.” He grabs his cell phone and heads for the door without waiting for my response.

I let out a
deep breath not knowing what to think or say. God knows I have a soft spot for Jace, even after the shit he put me through, I don’t know why but I just do. He was there throughout my pregnancy, okay...I know he hurt me most of the time but he always came back and fought for me.

I would never tell Caleb this but sometimes when Jace would hold me and put
his protective hands over my baby bump when he slept next to me, I would imagine it was Caleb doing it. I’ll never repeat it out loud though and if that makes me a coward then so be it. It wasn’t that I felt sorry for Jace but I just couldn’t shake him loose, the fact that he was so devastatingly attractive didn’t help and that definitely should not be a reason for any woman to stay with a man who treats you terribly. I wouldn’t want that for Willow or any other woman. I grew to love Jace during my loneliness and I still care for him but the truth is Jace and I would never work. I only see Caleb in my future.

There’s no
doubt I loved him but not the way he loves me. I love Hunter, Jesse and Brent too but I’m
in love
with Caleb. My heart belongs to him and always will.

Love is love and although I
know Jace loves me in his own strange way, to me… the love he feels isn’t the same love I feel for Caleb. You’re not supposed to hurt the ones you love, right?

Well Jace
continuously set out to hurt me. You don’t treat someone you love the way he treated me.

Okay
… okay… so Caleb cheated on me
with
my best friend but the look of regret that clung to his face when he saw me standing there is still etched into my memory, no matter how many times I caught Jace messing around ....not once did he give me that look.

I mean seriously
, although we weren’t official yet that first time I heard him having sex with another woman, it still hurt and he knew how hurt I was but it still took him a day to apologise. He saw nothing wrong with the fact that he told me I was his when the same didn’t apply to him. Whatever, all of that doesn’t matter now either way.

I’m with the man I’m supposed to be with. I finally have my family together and I couldn’t be happier. I hope one day Jace finds
that happiness too and realizes that what he
thought
was love is nothing compared to what true love feels like.

I grab my car keys, give Willow a kiss on the forehead and tell Brent I’ll be back soon. The conversation I’m about to have needs to be done face to face.

I head over to my father’s
garage; I know he’s working this afternoon on one of the trucks. The entire drive to Daddy’s workshop my mind races trying to form a speech but I’m too mad and I have too much to say to him right now.

I climb out the car and slam the door
closed. A few guys working on a car look up just in time to see my scowl. I march straight passed them.

“Pretty girl looks just like her daddy when she’s angry.”
Toby, one of the older men says with a chuckle.

“Not now Toby.”
I lift my palm up in warning as I continue to walk.

I find my
father in his office, Anna sitting there chatting with him, both of them all smiles until they see my face.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” I yell at my father knowing he was the one to let Jace near my daughter. Anna wouldn’t overstep, she knows how I feel about the situation.

CALEB POV

That’s it! I should’ve dealt with this fucker the minute I got Harley back. Her damn father said he dealt with the issue and I wasn’t needed.
Clearly
I am needed. Grimm had no right letting that bastard near my baby girl.

I stop at the club house and
walk into the bar. Its late afternoon and there’s only a few bikers in the club lounging around with some of the girls.

I spot Hunter the minute I walk in.
You can’t miss the huge dude.

Hunter
’s been to my house a couple times since we met. In the beginning I was unsure of his relationship with Harley. But the guy has never once disrespected me when it comes to her and he doesn’t look at her the way other guys do… Hell, even Brent shamelessly checks my woman out, but not Hunter, he’s too respectful for that shit.

Anyone can
see the love he has for my girls and that shit is solid. He’ll do anything for them and for that I respect him. He’s a tough guy, not a man of many words but don’t let that fool you, Hunter is one clever yet intimidating fucker. He is also Jace’s best friend and because of this I was a little cautious around him at first but he made sure to tell me that he gave Jace one hell of a hiding after the bastard took Harley. I felt a little better hearing that come from him.

Hunter sits in one of the booths surrounded by
men that have girls hanging all over them. Of course no girl dares to go near him and he’s never brought a girl to our place. I have never actually
ever
seen him with one either, only girls he hangs with are Harley, Anna and Willow. Jesse told me that Hunter keeps to himself most of the time, he doesn’t like to be touched and even though Jesse would
“totally do him”
, Hunter is
not
gay.

So I don’t know what issues the
dude has but he certainly has them. Jesse even went on to tell me that one night one of the new
whores
decided to climb on his lap. Hunter threw a rage and the brothers had to hold him down, he was determined to cut a bitch…Jesse’s words.

Hunter nods his head acknowledging me then climbs over the booth and heads in my direction.

“What’s up?”
he says nodding his head once again.

“I need to have a word with Grimm
, where is he?” I ask looking around the smokey room.

“He’
s probably still at the shop, he’s been working on old man Toby’s car all afternoon.” He says.

“Fuck it!
I don’t have time to look for him. You know where Jace is hiding?” I ask turning my attention back to him.

“Why? Is Harley okay? Willow?” Hunter
’s tone turns serious.

“They’re all good man. Grimm
allowed Jace to see Willow when she was up at the Lake house with them. Need to have a word or two with Jace about it though.” I grind out trying to control my temper.

“
Took you long enough man” He places his half-finished drink on the table nearby then heads toward the exit, “Let’s go.” He calls out.

We arrive at a huge farm style house. The house looks as though it doesn’t belong in this residential area. I would never in a million years have guessed Jace lived in a place like this.

Okay... in my head I pictured some
grungy apartment building where broken bottles and used syringes fill the floor of the stairwells, but this beautiful house? Never!

I watch Hunter climb off his bike
as I get out of my car. The front door is wide open as if he is expecting our visit. I head for the front door but Hunter blocks me. The dude is really fucking gigantic, taking up the entire door way. I swear he’s even bending his head to look down at me but I stand my ground and look up to this intimidating man.

“
I’ve brought you here because I know you need to do what you gotta do. I would do the same if Harley was mine. Hell...” he wipes his hands through his hair. “I probably would’ve hunted him down and killed him the minute I found out he raised his hand to her. I’m going to let you do this because you
need
to, however… I’ll be standing right there while you do whatever you’re here to do. Don’t get me wrong though, I know he deserves what’s about to happen but the man is my brother and I ain’t gonna let you kill him. You feel me?” He says grimly with a raised eyebrow.

“I
feel you.” I move past him and head into the house. I don’t have to look far though because I find him sitting in his kitchen with a bottle of jack in his hands. On the table lie a bunch of pills and even a few rows of neatly lined coke.

I’ve waited about five years for this moment to happen. Fuck… I’ve been preparing for this since the minute I saw him carry my girl from that car wreck. I’ve spent endless hours in the gym, countless hours fighting strangers to earn my keep and learn my way so that one day when I came up against this malicious motherfucker I would be just as ruthless...maybe more so.

Underground fighting is no joke.

All they saw was a pretty boy when I walked in and stood up against my first opponent that first night ….and they were right.

I had everything handed to me, even when I didn’t want it.
Of course I didn’t win that first fight… nor the second or probably even the tenth but after getting smacked around a couple times, hitting the gym, gaining some muscle and learning my way around a boxing ring, I eventually won my first fight.

Never lost another fight
after that, I had tasted victory and it left me wanting more.

I haven’t entered a ring since Harley came back into my life, but as I drove here my body was pumped and ready to go, I was eager with anticipation, but as soon as I lay my eyes on Jace’s scrawny drunk ass, the excitement quickly faded.

He turns to look at me from where he stares out his kitchen window, his eyes are hollow
and I don’t think the man even sees me. I grab him by the front of his shirt and push him against the cabinets. The glass of jack he was nursing, smashing to the floor.

He’s a little taller than me
, but I’m a lot more muscle than he is at the moment. I back away and look him over. His face is pale and his eyes show lack of sleep.