Unbreakable 2, The Mystery of Lilly (Cypress Grove Series) (17 page)

Chapter 25

             
We decided to wait a couple of days to talk to Maria.  Mrs. Williams was busy packing and needed her help.  I was very surprised the next morning when someone buzzed the gate, it was Emma's mom.

             
"Mrs. Williams, what a pleasant surprise," I say not really sure how to react.  I wasn't sure if she was mad at me because her husband left town from me digging into my past then having to sell the house.  It was the last thing she wanted to do to Emma, but in order to have the money to buy a new house to start fresh somewhere else they needed the equity.

             
"Lilly, I'm so sorry to drop by unannounced. I wanted to come sometime when Emma wouldn't be here." She explains as I invite her in to have a seat in the formal sitting area in the front of the house. 

             
"Can I get you something to drink?" I ask politely having no idea how long she plans to stay. 

             
"No, dear, I will make this short. I just wanted to tell you how much I appreciate what you have done for Emma, buying the house and all."  She's acting nervous, wringing her hands as she talks.  She is in her sixties, but since the last time I saw her a few months back it seems as though she has aged ten years. 

             
"It's my pleasure. It's the least I could do.  Emma has been such a good friend to me over the years." I tell her placing my hand on top of hers.  This seems to relax her a bit. 

             
"I am really here to ask you a favor."  She stops to stare at my eyes for my reaction.

             
"Of course, whatever you need."

             
"Where to begin?" She hesitates, standing for a moment before sitting back down.  "I want to tell you that I have no idea what Elliott is hiding. I really don't." She reiterates glancing at me to which I nod.  "I don't think he did anything, per se.  I think he knew about something though.  I know that whatever it is, it has plagued him with guilt for years."  She stops talking, avoiding my eyes as she looks around the room.  "This is such a lovely home," she says off topic.

             
"So what is the favor?" I bring her back to the topic on hand.

             
"That whatever you and Emma find out, because if I know my daughter she will not quit until she knows everything," she's sitting on the very edge of the couch, "that if whatever you find out is some way harmful to Elliott..."

             
"It's okay, Mrs. Williams, I will never do anything to hurt Elliott, you, or Emma." I reassure her, knowing what she is trying to get at.  This simple statement puts her noticeably at ease. 

             
"It's as if he wants you to know, but something is keeping him from telling you.  I wish I could help, but I really don't know what happened.  It was so many years ago.  Elliott has been struggling for years." A single tear flows down her cheek.  The emotions she has gone through with her husband are playing a toll on this poor woman.

             
"Don't worry yourself about it.  Go be with Elliott, Emma will be fine. I will let nothing harm you or your family's reputation.  That is my promise to you."  I tell her staring into her very tired eyes. 

             
She asks me one last favor.  "Please don't tell Emma I was here.  I want this to stay between us."             

             
"Just between us." I reassure her before she leaves. It was easy for me to make these promises, because truly deep down I think the worst thing Elliott might have done is cover up someone else's mistake.  Even if I find out something else, I would never do anything to hurt Emma.

              The next few days were uneventful.  Luke decided to get on the tractor to start mowing the grounds.  More than three-fourths of the plantation hadn't been touched.  With twenty years of growth it was impossible to see what all was out there.  He had Jimmy and Jacob, and hired a couple of guys plus a professional exterminator to handle the bee problem in the cemetery. 

             
Watching Luke work had always been, and probably always would be, one of my favorite things.  Sitting out on the patio one afternoon watching Luke jump off the tractor to pull a chain around a large rock that needed moved, let's just say, it wasn't the heat of the Louisiana summer day that was making me fan myself. It was like being a girl again watching him during the summer
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s helping his dad, w
anting to go to him, wanting to tell him to take me away.  As I was daydreaming I realized that I wasn't that girl.  I could go to him, could do what I always used to dream about. 

             
I walk toward Luke in my little green sun dress that is low cut with spaghetti straps and comes to mid
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thigh.  He doesn't notice me at first. He is shirtless wearing ripped Levi's. When he bends over to pick up the large metal chain, he has a rip in the jeans below his ass that makes me stop and gasp. 

             
I've had this man in every way possible and still the sight of him makes my heart palpitate. My belly trembles and I feel warm all over.  He stands up straight using the back of his hand to wipe sweat from his forehead.  Turning around in my direction he notices me.  He also notices the look in my eyes, because I get his sexy as hell half grin.  The one that tells me he knows what I am thinking. 

             
"Flower, don't you look fresh and beautiful. Ripe for the picking I'd say." He winks at me.  I am so close to him now that he has to look down to see me. 

             
"You know, I was just sitting over there watching you." I run my finger down his hard sweaty chest.  I want to lick the salty liquid from his sweet skin.  "I was imagining so long ago when I would watch you and daydream of things I wanted you to do to me."  I move my head up slowly to stare into his very hungry eyes.  "So I thought I would see if you were interested in making one of my fantasies come true."  I run my tongue along his jaw feeling the prick of stubble and tasting his deliciousness. 

             
Without another word he grabs me in his arms and I wrap my legs around his waist.  He looks around the yard to see where everyone is.  After assessing the situation he carries me around to the other side of the tractor. We are now facing the back of the property and hidden from everyone's sight. 

             
"You know, I had fantasies too." He growls, taking my lips hard with his.  He has my back up against the side of the tractor, the hard metal hot against my skin.  He grabs fistfuls of my skirt moving the fabric up so it is a bundle at my belly.  He reaches between my legs wrapping his finger in my thong and rips the thin material off.

             
"Fuck, Luke." I moan into his mouth.  I feel his erection through his jeans. 

             
"Yes, baby, what do you want me to do?" He pulls my dress down at the top revealing my breasts to him and sucks one nipple into his mouth biting gently.

             
"Fuck me, baby." I arch my back pushing myself into his mouth.  I feel him move a little to free himself from his jeans.  I pull at the back of them to help him.  "I want you now," I yell.  Putting one hand over my mouth first, he thrusts into me.  I bite on his finger to keep from screaming. 

             
"Damn, baby, you feel so fucking good.  You can't scream, everyone will come running," he growls staring into my eyes intensely. I grab the back of his head bringing his lips to mine.  If I can't scream then I need something to occupy my mouth.  He moves in and out of me, my body being pushed into the hot metal. Our tongues in the same rhythm as our bodies, I bite down on his lower lip instead of screaming when one of his thrusts hits a very good spot. 

             
"I'm close, I'm going to come." He groans into my neck. 

             
"Yes, me too. Oh, My God, Luuuuke," I start to scream, but bite down on his shoulder instead as I say the words. 

             
"Fuck, fuck, Jesus, baby, you are amazing," Luke whispers as we both climax simultaneously.  He holds me like that for a while as our breathing returns to normal.  I go to kiss him, instantly tasting blood.  I study his lip and see that when I bit I broke the skin on the inside. 

             
"Oh, baby, I'm sorry."  I lick the spot, sucking in his lip between mine.  "Does it hurt?"  I ask, looking up into his eyes. 

             
"Not as bad as my shoulder." He laughs as I notice the blood dripping down his arm from the bite shaped mark I had made. 

             
"Holy shit, man I didn't even realize I was biting that hard." I give him an 'I'm very sorry' look. 

             
"I'll live I think, have you had all your shots?" He laughs, teasing me. 

             
"Don't make me draw more blood." I swat his other arm, which he takes as a cue to set me down.  He squats down grabbing my thong off the ground and stuffs it in his front pocket.  Grabbing the nape of my neck, he pulls my head up giving me one long wonderful kiss before he lets me go. 

             
"Now quit distracting me, I have work to do," he teases, swatting my ass as I walk around the tractor.  As I try to walk I notice my legs are very weak.  I stumble, my legs like jelly. Luke's arm goes around my waist holding me up.  He's laughing, "You okay, flower?"

             
"Yeah, just a little weak from being fucked by my gardener," I giggle.  He kisses the top of my head letting me go slowly, making sure I have my footing.  "I'm the one who should be weak here, I'm losing blood." He jokes before he reaches down pinching my ass.  "Now you go rest up for later.  I don't plan on you being able to walk at all next time." He growls in my ear, biting the lobe gently. "See gently, no blood."

             
"At least I didn't scream," I remark walking back toward the house with a wiggle of my ass.  I hear his low animal growl as I go. 

Chapter
26

              I invited Luke's family over for dinner that weekend for Luke's birthday.  I called Sarah also to make sure she could come.  Luke had driven up there to give her the ring and the wedding bands I had made.  She was embarrassed, Luke had told me.  Sarah was the one who told Luke that her student loans had been paid off.  I didn't tell him, because I wasn't sure if he would want me to do it or not.  I know he was still a little mad at her. 

             
When he had gotten back from Shreveport, he took me in his arms.  Staring into my eyes, he told me how much he loved me.  Just how grateful he was to have me in his life, that I was so generous and so understanding.  That's not exactly why I did all that, but I took the compliments anyway.  Because when Luke looked at me like that it was the best feeling in the world. 

             
Sarah said she would be there.  I could tell she was beating around the bush, trying to find the right time in our short conversation to thank me.  I didn't give her the chance.  It was awkward and I just wanted it forgotten. So I kept the phone call short. 

             
Lucy had been doing a lot of the cooking, lately.  Not only was she a whiz on the computer, but she was quite the culinary expert also.  She volunteered to cook dinner for the party and I helped with the cake.  By helped, I mean I tasted the frosting before Lucy put it on the beautiful four layer cake.  I did put the twenty-three candles on the top though, so that had to count for something.

             
With Jimmy and Emma, Carley and Jeffrey, Sarah and Lee, Luke and I, and Jacob and herself all attending, Lucy pulled off an amazing dinner for ten.  She made Beef Wellington, with mashed potatoes, mushroom gravy, and asparagus.

             
"That smells amazing, Lucy," Emma says walking into the kitchen with Jimmy in tow.

             
"Where's the birthday boy?" Jimmy chimes in grabbing a canapé from the hors d'oeuvres tray. 

             
"He was jumping in the shower when I left the room and should be down in a minute."

             
"Damn, Lucy, where did you learn to cook like this?" Jimmy grabs another canapé from the tray popping it in his mouth. 

             
"Just a hobby, I've always loved doing it." 

             
"You are so awesome at everything, baby."  Jacob enters the kitchen and steps behind Lucy wrapping his arm around her shoulder then kisses the side of her head.  Lucy blushes instantly.  One thing is for sure, Lucy is not one for public displays of affection.