Let Me Love (29 page)

“I think I just went from hell to heaven in the past hour. That’s what you are to me, Kailey, pure heaven.” Her legs are tightening around my waist, and I know she’s growing closer.

“Oh Trey,” she whispers, her warm rapid breathing right at my ear. “Look at me,” she asks, and I pick my head up. When I catch the desire and love all mixed together in her eyes, I’m finally at peace that it’s okay. She’s not going to leave me again.

She licks her lips, and she doesn’t have to tell me twice before I cover hers with mine. Our tongues are frantic within each other, darting in and out and around. Sweat puddles between our bodies while our teeth knock, our hands grasp, and we whisper promises of love and happily ever after.

By the time we come, I’m exhausted. Seeing the sweat line across her hairline and her body trembling, I pull her toward me. Sitting up, I stare into her eyes and the small film of tears in them has me terrified I pushed us too fast.

“Why are you crying?” I cradle her to me, rubbing my thumb across the bottom of her eye.

“I’m sorry,” she weeps into my arms. “I put you through hell... I put us both through it.” A small smile begins to form, thankful she was in hell just like me.

“Hey,” I push her back so she can see me, “it’s all good now. Really good,” I let my eye roam down our naked bodies.

“So you forgive me?”

“I’ll always forgive you.” I place my finger under her chin and lightly kiss her lips. “For future reference, I’m not going anywhere.”

“Thank you for sticking with me.”

“Well, your stubborn side is one I love the most.” She playfully smacks her hand at my chest, but I just pull her closer.

I ease us onto the blanket and rub my fingers down her arm, feeling the warmth of her hand on my chest. “Can I ask you a question?” She picks her head up to look at me. “Do I need to start investing in good pairs of track shoes?” Her eyes squint from confusion. “Am I going to be chasing you for the rest of my life?”

She softly giggles. “I think my running days are over.” She places the softest kiss on my stomach. “Can I ask you something?” I nod my head. “Are you sure I’m what you want? Am I enough to keep you?”

My body jerks up. “Kailey.” I’m thrown at the seriousness of her question. Mine had been a playful slam on her always running from me, but she clearly still has concerns about my feelings. “Yes, you’re what I want. How could you ask that?”

“It’s just...” the tears are forming again in her eyes. “Trey, I really liked you when you still didn’t know who I was. You never even gave me a second look. There were times, I was sitting right next to you when you would come up to the bar. One time you actually winked at me. I’m just worried that—,” I stop her.

“Kailey, I was a different person then, blind to any girl who wasn’t putting off a vibe that I could get in her pants. I’m sorry that you noticed me first, but believe, baby, the last thing you need to worry about is not being enough for me or what I want. I’ve been waiting for you my whole life; I was just too fucked up to know it. When you sat down next to me on that plane, it was like an awakening. Everything cleared and it was only you standing in the vision of my future. You know how many times I’ve lain awake with you in my arms, wishing for morning never to come? Or the times, I count minutes until I’m going to see you again? When we’re together, I pray for time to slow and when we’re apart, I beg for it to speed up.” He pauses staring down at me. “So, I guess what I’m trying to tell you is, I was a complete prick for never seeing the girl who held my future in her heart. But now that I’ve found her, I’ll never give her up. You got that, baby?” A sly grin forms and she throws her arms around me.

“I love you, Trey Michaels,” she says into my ear. The best five words of all time when they come out of her mouth.

“I love you, the future Mrs. Trey Michaels.” She pushes herself up and looks at me in shock. “Yes, baby, one day I’ll be tattooing our wedding day on my body.” I’m not asking her although if she accepted right now, I wouldn’t think twice before running out and getting her a ring. But it has to be special, she deserves that plus more.

“How did I get so lucky?” she asks, her lips millimeters from my ear.

“Nah, baby, I’m the lucky one.”

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K
ailey and I stay up in that tree house for the night, making up for our weeks apart. We text Aunt Holly, and, of course, she says she has it under control. The next morning we’re both itching to get back to the three munchkins. After one quickie against the wall, we get dressed and leave the small love shack we called home for twelve hours.

I feel like I could conquer world peace right now with her behind me, holding me tight. On our way to the kids, who I can’t help but think of as a part of me now. After I park the green machine in the garage, I push Kailey against the wall, giving her one long lingering kiss. “Until tonight, baby.” I tell her, and she looks at me quizzing. “You’re in my bed tonight.”

“Oh, I thought you meant I wouldn’t be getting a taste of those lips all day.” She takes a fistful of my shirt and yanks me back into her again.

“You’ll be lucky if I make it to the house without sneaking you behind a bush,” I say, leaning back to watch the pink flush spread across her cheeks.

When we open the door, three kids run at us and we scoop them in our arms. With Drew and Tara in mine, they nuzzle close. “We missed you,” Tara says.

“You and Trey all better?” Chloe asks, and we look at each other and then at my mom and Aunt Holly walking toward us.

“Like the little tike didn’t notice Trey not around,” Holly confesses.

“She’s an answer seeker, that’s for sure,” my mom laughs.

“Yeah, we’re all better,” Kailey says, finding my hand. The five us together, a family.

My mom smiles, knowing exactly what I’m thinking. I have to say, I’m a bit surprised she’s so willing to push me toward this instant family. She was my biggest supporter with the adoption.

After showers for both of us, we get the kids ready. I take Drew with me to pick up the meat at the butcher along with my dad and Clyde, while all the women take Chloe and Tara to get their nails done.

We aren’t back for five minutes before the gang arrives. I open the door to Brady, Sadie, Jessa, Grant, Dex, and some girl named Chrissy that I’ve never met before.

“Hopefully that wide grin means you won her back?” Dex says, clasping my shoulder as I hand them all beers and drinks around the kitchen island.

“Yeah, she can’t deny this gorgeous face for that long,” I joke.

“Hum—always conceited.” The voice that makes my body jump with excitement adds while walking into the room. She gives everyone hugs, and they all glance my way once she moves on to the next. Surprised to the instant change. Snaking her way to me, she slides close to my body and her arm rests along my back.

“I have to take it where I can. It’s hard not being the gorgeous one between us two.” I smile down at her, and she shakes her head in amusement.

“Good one,” she says, rolling her eyes and blushing.

“Let’s leave these guys and have some girl talk. I’m entirely pissed off at you for not waiting to get your nails done until we got here.” Jessa teases Kailey, pointing at her with her already polished nail.

“Come on guys, we can go outside,” I say, waving them toward the screen door. “Where are the girls?” I ask Kailey.

“Outside playing with your parents and Derek. Aunt Holly and Uncle Clyde are upstairs resting,” she raises her eyes multiple times.

“Kind of like we rested yesterday?” I whisper, and the pink actually begins at her neck. Kissing the exact spot it starts I leave her to the girls.

“Later, Michaels,” Jessa tosses her hand in the air as though she’s been waiting for me to leave.

The guys go outside, and my brother Derek throws a football my way. We all spread out on the grass while my parents blow bubbles with the kids. We toss the ball back and forth while they drill me with question after question about Kailey’s sudden change of heart. It suddenly occurs to me that I have no idea what made her turn back. When the kids were on top of me in the yard, tickling me last night, I caught her eye and just knew. That love was flickering to life again between us. My gut told me, she was ready to let me love her and finally trust me with her heart.

“Who’s the girl?” I throw the ball to Dex.

He catches with ease, “A girl from back home,” he informs us. “We’re friends,” he adds and in all the years I’ve known Dex, he hasn’t had girls that were friends.

“Since when you do hang around girls that aren’t laying on their back for you,” I ask, and his face tenses. “Did I hit a nerve?” I joke, but he doesn’t laugh. “What the hell?” I’m waiting for him to add something.

“Seriously, I’m not the one who is going to tell Jessa you threw her sister to the wayside. I’m surprised she hasn’t gone off yet. You never know what you’re going to get with her hormones lately,” Grant chimes in, and Brady snickers.

“Sadie said she’s been a little intense?” Brady raises his eyebrows at Grant, and Grant gives an exaggerated nod.

“To say the least. She actually tried to get me to have sex with her at Barbells for old time sake. When I refused, since she’s carrying my baby, she actually got mad at me and stormed out, leaving me there. Greg had to give me a ride home. I think she’s freaking out, thinking she’s losing her youth or something. But, enough about my pussy problems involving my wife wanting me to fuck her in crazy places. Dex, tell it straight.” We all crack up at Grant and Jessa. The two couldn’t be more opposite in some ways.

Dex throws the football at Brady, who runs to catch it. “Nothing to say. I don’t know how many times I have to tell you. Sam and I are just having fun. Seriously, Chrissy and I are just friends, nothing more. I’ve known her since we were kids.” Dex is saying all the right things, but he’s hiding something. I’ve known him long enough to know this Chrissy girl is something to him alright.

Brady points for me to go long, and I start jogging to catch the ball and once I grasp it in my hands, a small boy grabs my legs, and I have no choice but to fall to the ground. Drew jumps on top of my stomach, drool dripping from his mouth. I take my shirt and rub his mouth before lifting up in my arms. “Guess football’s over,” Grant says, and the guys make their way over and sit in the grass.

Soon Chloe and Tara join us and we end up playing duck, duck, goose. It might just be the funniest thing I’ve ever witnessed. Especially when Dex calls goose on Brady, and the two end up chasing each other around the whole yard. Eventually Brady does tackle him, and the girls screech in delight, running over to Dex. They start tickling his sides, and he squirms. The next thing I know Jessa, Sadie, and Kailey all run over and join in. Chrissy waits under the pergola, watching the scene unfold. Disregarding her, I run to join in the fun, picking Kailey up and swinging her around. Her giggles make me want to take her right there. Yeah, I might have to sneak her away at some point. Two weeks is a long time to make-up for.

The afternoon is filled with laughs, jokes, and good times for everyone. Well...everyone but Chrissy. I’m not quite sure why Dex even brought her, she mostly stares into space or watches us from afar, instead of interacting. Soon the sun begins the set and that night sky takes me back to Kailey and me in the tree house last night. Drew is asleep in my mom’s arms. She peers down at him smiling at his small hand that grips her finger. She rubs her knuckle along his cheek. “He really is the sweetest little thing,” she remarks, and everyone smiles at the adorable baby. The girls are eagerly waiting with all of the kids from my family for it to get dark, so the fireworks start. They all sit across the lawn talking about god knows what. “You guys go have fun. We have them.” My mom urges us to join the younger adults at the bonfire circle. Kailey questions me, and I grab her hand and escort her to the brick encased circle.

I take a seat and position her on lap, loving the feel of her body close to mine. Talk of everything from sex in public and drinking games to hangover cures is the conversation. Other than the sex in public, Kailey and I are very out of the loop for this crowd. The surprising thing is it bothers Kailey more than me.

As the group continues their conversation, I rub her upper thigh, and she tucks her head into my neck. “I guess we’re not so young anymore,” she whispers.

Bringing my head in front of hers so we’re only centimeters apart I whisper back, “Oh we can show them how young our bodies move together. I guarantee we have them in the sex position category.”

She laughs and wraps her arms around my neck. “Maybe if they want advice on the bottles that cause the least gas, or the best priced clothes for kids.”

“Or how many times I can fuck you in an hour. How wet you become just from me talking,” I turn the tables, and the way her butt keeps squirming in my lap, I’m pretty sure she’s loving it.

“What about how hard I can make you from one touch.” She snakes her hand between us and palms the hardness in my shorts. “Hum—I didn’t even have to touch you this time.”

“How hard your nipples get when I touch them through three pieces of fabric.” I cup her breast, and I half wonder if we’re giving everyone a show. When I move my lips to kiss her neck, I peer over at the group, and they seem to be disregarding us, enthralled into their own conversation.

“I love hearing your deep breathing in my ear when you want me,” she softly says, so I purposely make my mouth move up her neck and suck her earlobe into my mouth.

Exaggerating my heavy breathing, I whisper, “I need you now.” She softly moans dipping her head closer to my mouth. “Are you up for some hot sex against the barn?”

“I thought you only liked me in your bed,” she teases.

“I can’t wait until then. Plus after the last time I had you against a wall, there’s something to be said for seeing your girlfriend spread eagle in public. Just as long as no one else ever catches a glimpse of her.”

She stands up to her feet, and I follow suit, shifting to conceal anything that might be sticking up. I swear girls have it easy. All the assholes whistle when we walk away, but I just flip them off while we sneak away into the darkness.