Theron's Hope (Brides of Theron) (33 page)

Michael looked over the form to make sure that all the questions were answered and said to George. “Make sure you send a copy of these forms to my secretary Beth for my files.  Can you open the vault now George?”

“Of course, sir.  You will need to wait out here while I open the door.  I will call you when I am ready.”  He got up out of his chair and went behind the wall protecting the combination from the view of those waiting in the other room.  Cameras were placed in the four corners of the anteroom with monitors near the vault entrance.  A large red button set behind a Plexiglas case would start an alarm and lock potential robbers in the room if anything were to go wrong, a time delay would be put in effect on the safe door not allowing access for several hours, and George would be safe behind the cage that would drop down around him.  Only the people of building security with an officer of the NYPD could open the door leading out to the basement.  A robbery would obviously not be happening today but the guard was always ever watchful. 

George called them to join him behind the wall, showing them into the spacious vault.  The standard procedure was not being followed today as a courtesy to the boss.  Normally, George would remove the box from the vault and bring it into a small room with a table and chairs for the client to review until he was called to return the box to its position in the vault.

It had been a long time since Grace had set foot in here.  The last time she came here was when Michael was proposing the addition of the safety deposit boxes to the board.  There was a four foot clearance between the boxes arranged on the wall and the solid collapsible security fence that protected the firm’s most precious files from prying eyes.  Mounted in every corner of the basement were security cameras just like the ones that were in the vault.    “Wow Michael, I do not believe I have had the opportunity to see the boxes after they were installed.  This was a great idea.”

Michael opened the door to the large box closest to the floor and Zane slid the safe into the space. They locked the door to the safety deposit box and Michael put the key into his coat pocket.  “Well, I guess that is it.  We can go back to your place now Grace.”

As William drove them back to the penthouse, Zane was thinking about how well things were going on this mission.  It was moving at the pace he hoped it would.  Grace told him yesterday that all the pieces and parts of the mission would be completed in time for their return on Thursday due to the tireless efforts of her cousin Michael.  He was glad that Michael knew everything about what was actually going on.  The decision to take him to the ship was definitely the right one.  Grace was certainly happier with him knowing the truth. 

Grace was looking forward to the kids sleeping over tonight.  She was in the kitchen with Jo making cookie dough for tonight as well as adding color to some frosting for the cookies they would make tonight.  She had told Emily to bring the movie “Monster’s vs. Alien’s” for the feature movie of the night.  She had Jo go and get some cookie cutters that resembled aliens and toppings like coconut and chocolate chips so that they could make alien cookies to go with the movie.  Michael had left several hours ago to get ready for the date with his wife.  She could tell that Michael was looking forward to a night out with her alone.  He told her of what he planned and she knew that Emily would love it. 

On his way out, she cornered him by the door while Zane was otherwise occupied and asked him if he was successful in getting the opera tickets she had asked him to get for her.  He told her that he would have tickets for tomorrow night’s sold out show and that she should thank her lucky stars that he was able to get them.  They were excellent seats too, he added.  Located in the Center parterre box, the best in the house, they would have the whole box to themselves.  He told her he paid a fortune for them and that it was his wedding gift to the both of them.

She was sure that this would be a wonderful experience for Zane.  She loved the opera and the sing song dialogue.  This performance would be in Italian but it didn’t matter if you didn’t speak the language.  The music as well as the actor’s movements would carry the emotions and feelings hidden behind the words.  She couldn’t wait to see how he would react to the experience.  Opera was one of those things that you either loved it or hated it. 

She had Zane moving furniture and pulling mattresses out of the spare bedrooms to place them on the living room floor.  Grace planned for them all to sleep in the living room tonight.  It would be like a big slumber party.  When Emily arrived, she told Grace that the children had been bathed before she left the house.  She also let her in on what to expect from the children and reassured her more times than necessary that she was only a phone call away, and if Grace needed her she would drop everything and return as quickly as possible. 

It took Michael several minutes to pry her away from the children.  Jacob was crying and making his mother upset, but Michael knew that once he was settled that the alligator tears would stop as quickly as they started.  He reminded Emily that they would be late for their reservations if they delayed any longer, reminding her that all of his well thought plans for the night that he kept as a surprise, would be all for naught.  This was what finally convinced her that she needed to leave and she reluctantly left with her husband, leaving the children in Grace’s capable hands. 

Grace was so excited tonight and as she spoke she transferred this energy into the children.  She called Francesco’s Pizzeria and ordered a cheese, a combination, and a pepperoni pizza.  She added breadsticks as an afterthought
because the kids really loved them.  After dinner they started to make their alien cookies.  This was the most fun for them.  Jacob’s cookies tended to look like a gooey mess, Gianna’s were artistic, and Chelsey’s were just practical.  Each one of the children had their own little quirks and personalities.  It was amazing just how much they changed in a matter of days and the difference in their behavior and actions when their parents weren’t around. 

Grace wanted to capture a little piece of all of them and lock them away in her heart for the journey to Zane’s home planet.  Leaving the children would be the hardest thing to do.  She would have to leave them for God only knew how long.  She hoped that they would remember her and how much she loved them.  She took a bunch of pictures of the kids playing with her and Zane.  She sent one to Michael and Emily via text message of Jacob with a big toothy grin as he was climbing over Zane’s shoulder with Gianna and Chelsey smiling and debating whether they should join in.  Hopefully, the picture would help Emily relax when she saw Jacob enjoying this moment so much. He was a definitely a hard child to win over.  

It was getting late and they all were tucked into the beds on the floor as they watched the movie.   The kids were exhausted, their bellies were full, their teeth brushed, a bathroom trip made, and Grace put a pull-up on Jacob.  The children crashed halfway through the movie.  Chelsey was the last to fall asleep.  Grace took several pictures of them sleeping all together on one of the mattresses. Jacob was snuggled up in the middle of the girls.  Gianna was quietly snoring and Chelsey had her eyes open a crack while she slept.  She lingered there watching them sleep as Zane came in behind her. 

“What are you thinking about, my love?”  Zane whispered in her ear.

“I am thinking about how much I am going to miss them.  I am wondering if they will remember me when they are grown up.  I am really hoping that one day we will see them again. Maybe, we will even be able to introduce them to their cousins,” she whispered back quietly, not to wake the children.

He wrapped her in his arms as they continued to watch the kids sleep on the floor.  “They are great kids.  I hope our children will be like them.  I hope that our daughter is the spitting image of you and has your eyes and the color of your hair.”  He felt her head move to look up at him. 

“Well, I hope that our children are brave and smart like you and that our son becomes the kind of husband that you have been to me, kind and supportive.”  She giggled quietly.  “I hope that we can have babies soon,” she said in a serious tone.

“Well to have a baby, you know what we have to do,” Zane said as she gave him a questioning glance. “I was just saying that I am always ready to please you Grace.  I am happy to do it now if you want.”  He gave her a devilish smile.  She nodded back to him and he picked her up in his arms and brought her to her bed room.

He put her down on the bed and asked, “So, how do you want it, slow and easy or hard and fast?”  She laughed and pulled his head toward her for a kiss.  The heat was being turned up fast.  She did not care how he gave it to her.  She just wanted it now.  She pulled his shirt over his head and placed her hands on his chest taking a few seconds to appreciate his well muscled body.  He gave her time to look, enjoying her attention to his body.

She felt his fingers running down her ear and behind her head, cradling it in his hands.  He kissed her again, taking his time.  He pulled her into a sitting position as he took off her shirt and unfastened her bra.  Her ample breasts fell out and he massaged them with his hands.  She could see that he liked what he saw.  She felt his lips linger on her neck and move slowly downward to her breasts playfully biting her nipples.  She felt the ache for him in her core.  She wanted him now.  She wanted him to fill her. 

She went to take off his pants and spent a few minutes admiring his maleness.  She caressed his cock in her hands feeling the satiny soft skin of his shaft and the loose skin of his balls as he looked into her eyes.  She knew she was teasing him and that he wanted her just as bad as she wanted him.  He lay her down again, kissing her deeply, passionately as he settled her head on the pillows.  He moved to shimmy her pants down her legs and touched her just as she did him.  He explored inside her with his fingers and could see that she was obviously ready for him.  He positioned his body between her legs and starting with her breasts he kissed his way up to her neck and then her lips taking his time. 

This was torture.  Now he was teasing her.  She squirmed under him, wanting more.  “Please Zane, I need you. I want you inside me,” she said as she nibbled on his ear.  She could see that he liked the attention she was paying to his earlobes.  She moved to meet him in the middle pushing her body forward toward him but he was not finished playing with her yet.  She did not know where she got the strength from but she pushed him off and straddled his chest grabbing hold of his hands. 

“I don’t know if you let me flip you over, but Zane I must tell you that you are being very cruel.  I want you, and I want you now.  I have had enough of this playing around,” She looked down at him suddenly becoming serious as she said, “Please Zane, I need you.”

He was smiling at her, waiting for her to make the next move.  She heard him say, “Well, come and get me.  I am all yours.” She made her move to have him inside her.  She sat on his large, rock hard cock and eased her way down easily as she was ready for him.  He rolled her over onto her back and took over from there.  They kept eye contact in their play.  “That is a good boy!  I had a feeling you wanted it as bad as I did,” she said in a sexy, sultry voice.

He was so turned on right now.  He had to think of something else or he was going to lose control.  She was so hot!  He started slow and easy but despite his best efforts he quickly lost control.  She wanted it harder and faster and called out commands to him.  It was amazing how this felt, how well they fit together.  She could feel the ache every time he pulled out and feel it ebb when he pressed back in.  It was like the waves on a beach moving in and out, gaining momentum with the tide.  

She felt and saw the sweat as she watched it fall from his temple and land on her chest as he worked his magic on her body.  She pulled his body down to her and tasted the salt on his neck.  She could smell the scent of his body starting to mix with hers, the smell of sex.  The waves kept crashing faster and faster.  The energy was becoming extremely high and intense.  She couldn’t hold on to it any longer.  It was about to overtake her as she felt the overwhelming feeling of satisfaction sink into her entire body and settle into her bones. At that exact moment, he cried out his release and fell sated on top of her.