Searching for Harmony: A Boston Love Novel (15 page)

“I heard you say that you loved me and…and…”

Slamming my lips against hers, I wrapped my arms around her as she did the same. I wanted to pour as much into the kiss as I could. The last thing I wanted to do was push Harmony away.

Pulling my lips back, I spoke softly. “Harmony, please don’t feel like you have to say anything in return to me. The last thing I want to do is push you into something or push you away.”

Shaking her head, she smiled as she placed her finger to my lips. “I love you, Preston.”

My heart stopped beating and my knees felt weak. “I’m pretty sure the moment I knew I loved you was the moment I opened my eyes and saw we were at Fenway Park. I’ve just been so scared to let it happen. The thought of losing someone else I love…it scares me to death.”

She loves me. Harmony loves me.

Entwining my hand through her hair, I pulled her closer to me as I gazed into her beautiful blue eyes. “Harmony, I wish I could turn back time. I would have found you sooner so that I could have loved you longer.”

A single tear rolled down her face as she sucked in a breath. Reaching up, I wiped her tear away and softly said, “By the way, I’m a huge Patriots fan.”

Laughing, Harmony threw her body into mine as I wrapped my arms around her and picked her up.

“Preston, take me home. I want you to make love to me.”

Preston rushed back to his parents’ house, practically pulling my arm out in the process. Walking in through the back door, everyone turned to look at us.

“Hey!” Preston said with a quick wave.

“Where’s the fire?” Angie asked as she threw her head back and laughed. Preston stopped and looked at her while I attempted to hold back my chuckle.

“Like I’ve never heard that before, Angie,” Preston said as he gave her a soft push.

Sitting down on one of the stools at the kitchen island, I was about to say something when Preston turned and looked at me with a shocked expression. “Why are you sitting there? Shouldn’t you be packing?”

Standing up, I pressed my lips together and nodded as I made my way out of the kitchen and up to the guest room. Taking the stairs two at a time, I raced up them. The sooner I packed up, the faster I’d be in Preston’s arms again.

Grabbing my bag, I quickly packed my things up.

“So, you sure are in a rush.”

Jumping, I spun around and let out a nervous chuckle when I saw Angie standing in the doorway. “Oh, hey.”

“I thought you were staying a few days? You know, take in that fresh country air.”

“Um,” I said in almost a whisper.

Shit. What in the heck am I going to tell Angie? Oh, hey, I want to leave so I can have sex with your brother and not worry about your parents hearing?

Chewing on my upper lip, I tried to think of an excuse. “Well…I…umm…we need to—”

Looking behind Angie, I smiled when I saw those green eyes. “Baby, you need help packing up?”

My stomach dipped the moment Preston called me baby. Slowly shaking my head, I said, “Nope, I don’t have much to get.”

Pushing his sister out of the way, he walked into the room and slowly began to close the door on her. Angie’s mouth dropped open as she put her hand on the door. “Excuse me, I was talking to Harmony.”

“Well, it’s my turn now, little sister.” With one hard push, the door closed and Preston locked it.

Turning to me, Preston smiled. My heartbeat must have increased tenfold just from that smile. “Preston,” I whispered as he made his way over to me.

Wrapping me up in his arms, he brought his lips to mine and kissed me. “Jesus, Harmony. I’ve had a taste of you and it’s all I can think about. You are consuming my thoughts.”

Giggling against his lips, I spoke. “I feel the same. Preston, I need to feel you inside of me.” Grabbing my hair, Preston pulled my head back, exposing my neck to his mouth. Kissing along it, I let out a low, deep growl as I felt Preston’s hard dick pressed into my body.

“Soon, baby. I’m going to pack my bag and in a few hours we will be back in Boston.”

Dropping his grip on me, Preston took a step back as I jutted my lower lip out. Walking backward toward the door, Preston slowly shook his head. “What are you doing to me?”

Placing my fingers over my lips, I felt as if they were still tingling. “The same thing you’re doing to me, apparently.”

Flashing me a smile that made my knees about buckle underneath me, Preston turned, unlocked the door, and raced toward his room in the attic.

Quickly racing to the guest bathroom, I grabbed everything and threw it into my bag. Taking in a deep breath, I glanced at myself in the mirror.

“Oh my.” Leaning in closer, I took a good look at myself. The last time I’d looked at myself closely, I’d had bags under my eyes, my face was too thin, and my eyes looked blank. The reflection I saw in the mirror now was of someone who was happy. My eyes were a sparkling blue again and I saw life in them.

Smiling, I quickly wrapped my hair up in a bun and applied a light shade of pink to my lips.

Closing my eyes, I thought back to what Jake had said to me on the phone a few weeks back.

“Harmony, it’s time to start living again. It’s time to get your sparkle of life back. If you would only just allow your heart to open.”

Taking a deep breath, I slowly blew it out. “It’s hard, Jake. I’ve lost so much and to open it again and risk losing it all over…I’m not sure I can.”

“I know, Harmony. I know. But trust me, the moment you let that wall you’ve built around your heart fall, you will never regret it.”

Wrapping my arms around my body, I thought about last night and how amazing Preston had made me feel. The idea of how much I needed Preston still scared me, but that wall had finally fallen and I couldn’t wait to start over with Preston. Closing my eyes, TJ’s smile appeared. My heart would forever have a piece missing. I knew that there would always be a part of me forever lost. But Preston had given me hope. Life was moving on.

A week had passed since my birthday and things couldn’t have been better. Preston had stayed with me at my condo every single night when he wasn’t on shift. I felt so alive. Even my friends from school and work said they saw a difference in me.

Feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket, I pulled it out to see Jake was calling me.

“Hey!” I said with a smile.

“Hey, back at you. You’ve been radio silent the last week. When do I get to take my baby sister out to dinner and drinks to celebrate her twenty-first birthday?”

Laughing, I said, “Sorry. I’ve been kind of busy.”

“Mmm, let me think about this. I sent Preston a text a couple days ago asking if he wanted to hang out on one of my rare days off and he said he had been really busy. You’re busy. That leads me to the conclusion that you’re getting busy together.”

Feeling my face blush, I continued to throw a load of laundry into the washer. “I’m not even going to give you the satisfaction of knowing that I heard that.”

Laughing, Jake said, “I knew it. Harmony, I can hear it in your voice, sweetheart. You sound…happy.”

Leaning against the washer, my smile weakened as the guilt came flooding back with the thought of my being happy without TJ in my life. Pushing it aside, I walked into the kitchen and checked on the roast I was making for dinner. The smell of rosemary filled the air. Preston would be getting off later so it would be a late dinner, but that didn’t matter. It could sit in the Crock-Pot on warm.

“Jake, I am happy. Preston has this way of making me feel like I’m the center of his world and I’m not used to that.”

“He better fucking make you feel that way or I’ll kick his ass. Doesn’t matter that the guy can probably bench-press me ten times, I’ll still pound his face if he hurts you.”

Giggling, I took out a peach cobbler from the oven and set it on the cooling rack as I leaned over and smelled the heavenly smell of sugar and peaches. “Stop it. There will be no ass kicking or face pounding.”

Jake mumbled something to someone, then continued talking. “I hope not. I really like his uncle’s pub.”

Laughing, I shook my head. “How is Sandy?”

Jake became very quiet all of a sudden. “Jake? Is everything okay between you guys?”

“Yeah. Everything is great. I…um…well, I…I kind of…”

“Holy hell, spit it out already.”

Blowing out a deep breath, Jake said, “You can’t tell anyone this. Promise?”

Crossing my fingers, I said, “I promise.”

“Uncross your fingers, Harmony.”

Damn it
.

“Fine, I promise.”

Blowing out a few quick, sharp breaths, Jake said, “I bought an engagement ring. There, I said it.”

Dropping my mouth open, I started jumping. “Shut up! When are you going to ask her?”

“Christmas. Do you think she’ll be surprised?”

“Yes! I think she will be very surprised. Oh, Jake, I’m so happy for you.”

“Thanks, Harmony. I’ve been kind of waiting until things settled down with you and all.”

Wait. What? What does he mean he has been waiting for things to settle down with me?

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Well, you know, I didn’t want to ask Sandy too soon after the, um…well…I didn’t want to feel like I was kicking you while you were down.”

My heart dropped to my stomach. Jake had put off asking Sandy to marry him because of me?

I was about to say something when I heard someone calling out for him. “Hey, sis, I’ve got to run. Remember! Don’t tell Sandy anything! I love you.”

Trying to find my voice, I said, “I love you, too.”

The line went dead and I stood there staring out the window. Setting my phone down, I made my way over to the sofa and sat down. I was stunned that Jake would wait for me. Was I that pathetic after the accident? So frail and fragile that my own brother would think I wouldn’t be happy for him?

Standing up, I decided to go for a run. After changing into my running gear, I headed out and started pounding the pavement. I wasn’t sure how long or how far I ran, but by the time I got back, I saw Preston’s car parked in my spot. Smiling, I raced up the stairs and into my condo. I called out his name. “Preston?”

Glancing around, I saw part of his uniform lying over the sofa and that familiar pull in my lower stomach started building.
Mmm
…something about Preston in his uniform turned me on.

Making my way into the master bedroom, I heard the shower going. Smiling, I quickly stripped out of my running clothes and snuck into the bathroom. Preston was standing in the middle of the shower, his head leaned back, eyes closed, and hot, steaming water running down his sinfully perfect body.

Stepping into the shower, I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his back. “I missed you.”

Turning, Preston placed his finger on my chin and lifted it so we were looking face to face. “I missed you more. I couldn’t sleep, damn it. I wanted to have you in my arms listening to your soft breathing lull me to sleep.”

Smiling, I placed my hand on the side of his face. “Let me wash you.”

Taking the soap from his hands, I moved it over his body. First his arms, then his legs. Licking my lips as I watched his dick grow harder, I wished like hell I had the courage to take him in my mouth. Cleaning his chest, I glanced down at it again.

Fuck it. I was going for it. Setting the soap in the container, I rubbed along Preston’s chest as he dropped his head back. Dropping down, I quickly took him into my mouth.

“Fuck!” Preston hissed through his teeth. Taking him as deep as I could, I worked my hand up and down his shaft as I sucked and licked his dick.

Preston let out moan after moan as he laced his fingers through my hair and began moving his hips. I remembered something one of the girls at work said about playing with their balls and applying light pressure to their backside. Lifting my hand, I played with his balls and then slowly moved my finger back.

Sucking in a breath of air, Preston pulled me up, lifted me into his arms, and backed me into the shower wall. Slowly sinking down on him, I sighed in relief. Dropping my head back against the wall, I let out a whimper of need.

“Harder! Preston, harder!” I screamed out.

Preston quickly picked up the pace as I felt my orgasm growing. “Yes!” I screamed out as my orgasm hit me. The waves of pleasure rolled across my body as I squeezed down on his dick.

One last push and Preston let out a low, rumbling grunt as he pressed his lips to mine and lifted me higher. He hit my sweet spot again and I gasped into his mouth as another orgasm started. Pulling away, he panted, “Fucking hell, you’re squeezing my dick and getting out every ounce of cum I’ve got.”

I loved it when Preston talked dirty to me. Smiling, I wrapped my legs around him tighter as we stood there for a few minutes. I loved that he was never in a rush to pull out of me. The connection we shared was amazing and I cherished it each and every time we made love.

Pulling out of me, he slowly let me down. “Jesus, you have no idea how much I needed that.”

Grinning, I purred, “Me, too.”

Quickly finishing up the shower, we both dried off and soon found ourselves in bed, where Preston slowly made love to me.

Running my finger up and down his chest, I listened to him breathing.

“What are you thinking about, Harmony?”

Smiling, I said, “How perfect this is.” Moving my head, I rested my chin on the back of my hand as it lay on his chest. “About how happy I am and how happy you make me.”

Reaching down, he pulled me up closer to him, then pulled my lower lip into his mouth and gently sucked on it. “You make me happy, Harmony Banks. Don’t ever forget it.”

Before we got lost in yet another kiss, I pulled back and whispered against his lips, “Are you hungry? I made a roast and a peach cobbler.”

Pushing me off him, Preston made me laugh as he jumped up, got dressed, and called over his shoulder, “Meet you downstairs, baby.”

Sitting up, I pulled my knees to my chest and smiled. I made a note to myself to call my brother and tell him he needed to ask Sandy as soon as possible to marry him. Life was too short to wait.2

“Harmony! Baby, come on before I eat the cobbler first!”

Giggling, I jumped up and threw on one of Preston’s T-shirts and rushed to the kitchen.

Yes. I’m happy and I’m not going to feel guilty about it. I’d give anything to have my baby back, but Preston has taught me that I can be happy once again.