Authors: Kate Stewart
The Fall (39 page)
She chuckled at my plea and added, “They aren’t that bad.” I lifted a brow as her chuckle turned into full-blown laughter.
“They are. They are awful!”
“They are also
yours
if anything happens to Dean and me, so take that, Rosie.” Rose’s eyes widened as she smiled warmly. I threw my clothes on, no more relaxed than when I walked in, but thankful for the few minutes I got alone with Rose.
We were only a month away from opening our cancer treatment center, a compromise we had come to easily after Rose and I had delved into the possibilities of a new idea for a practice, but our common goal was always the same. We wanted to be doctors, we wanted to make a difference and we wanted to change the game. Once the decision was made, everything started to fall into place. The last two years of one break after another simply reaffirmed what I already knew.
Some dreams you were born with, some dreams you grow into, and some dreams have to be unveiled. I knew without a doubt Rose and I had done all of these to the same dream.
We had both thrown ourselves into the task and it had taken every amount of time, money, and energy we had to get it going, but it was all finally coming into fruition. I would take the lead while Rose finished her surgical training, but she had been involved in every single aspect of the planning.
“One month,” Rose said cheerfully as we exited the bathroom. I put my hands on her shoulders and gave her a squeeze. “Ready, Dr. Whitaker?” Her answering smile was all I needed.
We walked downstairs to absolute quiet. Rose and I stared at each other in shock when we rounded the corner to see both my kids watching my father read them a book on the couch. Anna was half-asleep and was fighting her nod to stare up at her grandpa with wonder as he read in an animated tone.
Rose and I jumped as our mother approached quietly behind us. “Dean just pulled up. Leave them here. Meet him at the door.”
I shook my head. “Mom, we haven’t been able to leave Anna here a full night since she was a baby. You know she won’t stay.”
“Dallas, go,” my mother ordered, pointing her finger. I hugged her tightly. “Put it on my tab?” I smiled and laughed all the way to the door.
I met Dean there, his expression one of confusion when I emerged and showered him with kisses.
“A-L-O-N-E, baby! Tonight is all ours!” He smiled as I took his lower lip, sucking it mercilessly and chuckled as he stepped back to protest. “But, Anna—”
“Shht, shhht, no, no, no. We are free! That woman in there is Laura Whitaker,” I reminded him. “She says she will handle it, she will handle it. Tonight, you, me, dinner, sex, lots of sex, and...if we have time, a few hours of the four thousand hours of Tevo we have saved.”
He followed me, stopping me at the passenger door. “Dallas,” he breathed out as his kiss trailed down my neck. I was instantly hot and jumped into his arms. He kissed me deeply then pulled away, dazzling me with his crystal blue gaze.
“You still love me, Dean?” I asked, smiling.
“God, baby, do I ever,” he said, grinding his hips into me. I caught his gaze again, questioning him without humor. “No, I mean do you still want to be with me? Like the old and gray, death do us part kind of love me?”
“Of course, Dallas.” He looked confused. “Where is this coming from?”
“Just making sure,” I said, opening his car door.
“Obviously I have a little work to do.” He got in the car opposite of me, leaned in and gave me a slow sweet kiss.
“Where are we off to, my lady?” he asked, his eyes taking me in. I must have looked a mess in my t-shirt, jeans, damp hair, and no makeup. I pulled down the visor and gasped in horror.
“Home immediately to change.”
“Dallas, you look beautiful the way you are.”
I squared my shoulders and bit out my order. “Tonight I want to be dined like a lady and screwed like a whore, and I want to look the part. Home, Dean.”
His eyes flickered with heat I had been missing for months and I rubbed my hand gently over his crotch as he took off like a bat out of hell.
An hour later, I met him at our front door wearing the tightest red dress I had that sloped low, accenting my cleavage and some ‘do me’ stilettos. I didn’t have the body I once had. I was a mother of two and it showed. I had rounded out some, my hips wider, still retaining ten or fifteen pounds that lingered, but somehow I felt better than I ever had. Dean’s eyes appreciated me as I shrugged my coat on.
“I love it,” he said, leaning down trailing his hands across my stomach and reaching up to cup my breasts over my dress. “I love you,” he murmured, wetting his lips and leaning in for a heated kiss. He turned me to face the door and slid my dress up, leaving me panting and shaking in anticipation. He massaged my ass and ran his finger under the thin strip of my thong. Seconds later, I heard the rip and my panties were on the floor. He grabbed my hand and twisted it behind me, covering the huge bulge in his pants and I moaned my appreciation.
“Now we’re ready.” I looked back in time to see his lips curve into a wicked smile as he reached for the door.
Yeah...we’ve still got it.
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Kate Stewart, a native of Dallas, now resides in Charleston, S.C. She moved to the city three weeks after her first visit, dropping her career of 8 years, declaring the city her creative muse. Since her move in 2010, she has published two novels, the third coming July 2015. She lives with her husband of 8 years, Nick who is featured on the cover of the novel, TITAN. (Set to re-release some time in 2016.)
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