31 Days of Summer (31 Days #2) (51 page)

‘Yes, my drunken lush?’

‘I loooove you, smush.’

‘I love you so much too,’ I replied, as I hugged
her and stifled a yawn. It was nearly midnight and I was dead on my feet, but
no way was I letting on or Dan would be here … like
The Flash
. I
wondered if he’d look good in a tight costume and cape, then shook my head at
the thought of it, convinced that was one look even he wouldn’t be able to pull
off.

‘I wan … toliver tubby,’ she hiccupped. ‘Tubby
bridesmaid.’

‘You want Oliver to be a tubby bridesmaid?’ I
laughed. ‘And when did you develop a Chinese accent?’

‘Tubby bridesmaid,’ she repeated, as Jenny quickly
intervened to stop her falling over backwards.

‘O Brooke, he can’t be a bridesmaid,’ I replied,
as I took both of her hands in mine and she pulled a big pout.

‘Why?’

‘Because he’s a boy and Dan would rather cancel
the wedding, than see his son waddle up the aisle in a tiny dress.’

‘Groomsmaid then,’ she nodded. ‘Groooooomsmaid.’

‘It would be a Grooms
man
for an adult. Little
ones are called Page boys and I’m not sure you’d really want him, he’s hell on
wheels since he discovered he can toddle at a fast pace and he loves looking up
ladies skirts. What if someone’s commando on the day?’

‘Ewwwww,’ Brooke giggled as she wobbled again.
‘Still want him. Sooo cute in a little suit.’

‘I suppose I could go and get him fitted tomorrow,
if you’re really sure?’

‘Sure as … bacon.’

‘Eggs,’ Jenny and I said and looked at each other
and smiled. I jumped when Brooke screamed and grabbed my hand.

‘Roar,’ she yelled and I did my best attempt at a
Lion for her. ‘No silly billy,’ she giggled. ‘Roar, sing Roar with me again.’

‘She hasn’t sung it with you, has she?’ Jenny
asked.

‘We did the winter I first met Dan. He’d pissed me
off, so I had a drunken karaoke night with Brooke via Facetime, drunk dialled
him and he came and held my hair back as I was being sick,’ I smiled.

‘No chunks for Ellie,’ Brooke said seriously,
shaking her head.

‘No, no chunks of sick in
my
hair Brooke,
though I think you may be getting some in yours tonight if you carry on
drinking.’

‘Roar,’ she pleaded, as she tugged on my hand.

‘Ellie, I think you ought to be taking it easy,
it’s late and Mr. Davenport won’t be happy with me if you have a dizzy spell
and hurt yourself,’ Jenny advised, as she placed a restraining hand on my arm.

‘Spoilsport,’ moaned Brooke.

‘She’s only doing her job, Brooke. Ok, how about I
sit on a stool while we sing and you come and sit next to me and join in? That
way if I do have a wobble, you catch me and call Dan to come and get me?’ I
suggested, as I looked at her. She went red and gripped Brooke’s wrist to stop
her dragging me off. ‘You already called him?’

‘I’m sorry, but you’ve been trying to yawn in
secret for over an hour and a half and I saw you swaying as you walked to the
toilet earlier. My instructions were very clear.’

‘Hose me down my knickers are on fire. Order me
two of those hot tamales to go,’ uttered Christie, as she sucked her drink
through a straw and stared behind me. I looked around and smiled. Dan and Logan
had just arrived and virtually silenced the mostly female bar. ‘If no one’s
going in, I am,’ she added.

‘Tell you what, let me give it my best shot,’ I
suggested.

‘Reckon you can pull both of them?’

‘I reckon I can,’ I nodded. ‘If I do, you have to
listen to Brooke’s
Tale of Two Shitties
that she’ll want to tell you all
about on Monday, because her butts going to be on fire, after all that garlic
and alcohol.’

‘You couldn’t have just made it money?’ she
groaned.

‘Where’s the fun in that? If I lose, you get a
shot at them both.’

‘You’re on,’ she nodded eagerly and shook my hand.
I felt bad for tricking her, but I strutted over to my two favourite men, if
you didn’t include Oliver in that mix, jumped up into Dan’s arms with my legs
around his waist, clasped his face and kissed him, with as much passion as I
could muster. He groaned into my mouth and gripped my backside, kneading it
hard and I had to force myself to pull away.

‘Hey, baby,’ I grinned.

‘Hey, that was some welcome.’

‘I need to give Logan one too, or I lose a bet. No
tongues, is that ok?’

‘Pretended you could pull us both, did you?’ he
chuckled.

‘Well one out of two isn’t bad.’

‘I’m game if Ellie is,’ Logan nodded.

‘I see one fucking hint of tongue and they’ll be
bloody trouble,’ Dan warned, as he set me down. I looked over my shoulder and
bit my lip as the Brooke and Molly’s friends all stood looking at me stunned,
then flung my arms around Logan’s neck. He made me squeal as he dipped me into
a Hollywood kiss and planted his lips on the corner of my mouth, but made it
look like he was going for it. I let out a girly giggle then warned him to let
me back up, as I heard Dan growl next to us.

‘No tongue mate, I promise,’ Logan grinned, as he
pretended to wipe his mouth.

‘Come on then flirtatious girl, it’s time for bed,
and I’m not talking sleep after that kiss and seeing you in … whatever the hell
you’re wearing,’ Dan nodded, as he cocked his head to check me out.

‘It’s a leather mini skirt and asymmetrical
blouse.’

‘It’s fucking sexy.’

‘Are you drunk?’ I exclaimed, as he ran his hand
up my skirt and I slapped it away.

‘We’ve had a few,’ nodded Logan.

‘But Dan doesn’t drink.’

‘Special occasion, celebrating you being back on
your feet and baby number two.’

‘Are you mad with me?’ Dan frowned, as he tried to
grab my backside again.

‘No, of course not, just surprised.’

‘Come on then, let’s go. James is outside.’

‘I was about to sing a song with Brooke, please
let me, she’ll be so disappointed if I don’t.’

‘Ellie,’ he sighed, as he rubbed his face.

‘So I’m too tired to be able to sing one song with
my best friend, but we can fuck for the night?’ I exclaimed, as I put my hands
on my hips indignantly.

‘I’m going to go and say hello to the girls if you
two are about to have an argument, good luck mate, you picked a feisty one,’
Logan chuckled as he strode off.

‘Baby, you shouldn’t be overdoing it, besides in
bed you’re lying down.’

‘Daniel Davenport, you did
not
just suggest
that I lie like a piece of meat, while you get your end away?’

‘That’s not what I meant,’ he groaned. ‘This is
why I shouldn’t drink. I fuck up, but in my defence you’re looking super-hot.’

‘And I look super-hot from all angles, enjoy one
of me walking away from you,’ I retorted with a
so there
look, as I
strode off. I grabbed Brooke’s hand and dragged her up onto the empty stage,
Jenny quickly following with a groan.

‘You’re so going to lose me my pay check.’

‘I’ll pay you and I want a discussion about
whether you feel you could work with me long term.’

‘Seriously?’ she looked at me surprised.

‘That bad?’

‘That
good
. You guys are so nice and
amazing fun,’ she grinned. ‘That doesn’t mean I won’t put my foot down with you
if it’s required though.’

‘Deal. I’ll call you next week to sort out a
meeting, once I’ve got my sex crazed chauvinist of a man to agree to my plan.’

‘Too serious, Roar,’ moaned Brooke.

‘We’re going to Roar right now,’ I smiled as I
squeezed her hand and perched on the stool, as Jenny selected the song for us.
I pulled my tongue out as Dan scowled at me, standing with Logan and Molly and
the rest of the girls as we let rip and I laughed at Brooke’s out of key and
out of sync slurring. Jenny had a good voice, she was going to be fun to have
around, no way was Dan going to overrule me on this idea, it was perfect. The
crowd started cheering as we finished, possibly more from relief that Brooke’s
singing had stopped, and Jenny helped her, given she was virtually legless, as
we headed over to our group. I blinked a few times as I went lightheaded and
stumbled, straight into Dan’s arms as he rushed forward and caught me.

‘This is your idea of taking care of her?’ he
snapped at Jenny.

‘I was on the clock until the moment you walked
through that door Mr. Davenport,’ she retorted, before I had a chance to say
anything in her defence. ‘I fulfilled my duty, called you and got you here. It’s
not my fault you chose to let her walk away from you, when I’d delivered her to
you safely.’

‘Wow, you sure know how to pick women with
backbones,’ laughed Logan, as he slapped Dan on the back.

‘She’s been by my side all night Dan, and saved me
from a drunken man who nearly knocked me over. She’s amazing and you won’t say
one more mean thing to her, or you’ll be on a sex ban for the next month.’

‘Women,’ he growled, as his face screwed up into
an annoyed scowl. I screamed as he grabbed me and hauled me up into his arms.

‘
That’s
your Dan?’ uttered Christie.

‘If he carries on with this caveman routine, he
can be your Dan,’ I replied, as I scowled back at him equally fiercely.

‘Be thankful I didn’t throw you over my shoulder.
Logan, you coming?’

‘I think I’ll stay and make sure Brooke and Molly
get back ok, they’re wasted.’

‘Miss Parker, I apologise for snapping. The
remaining payment and a bonus will be in your account by the morning. Can we
give you a lift home?’

‘Actually I think I’ll stay. As I’m off the clock
I can have a drink and some fun. No offence, Ellie.’

‘None taken,’ I replied. ‘But if you feel like
tackling this arse who’s currently manhandling me, I’ll pay you a bonus too.’

‘As strong and forceful a woman as you are Ellie,
I’d rather side with Mr. Davenport. You are tired and you need to go home.’

‘See,’ smirked Dan.

‘If you think we’re having sex forget it,’ I
warned, as he started carrying me to the exit with Brooke shouting how much she
“lubed me smush” behind us.

‘You’ll want it, you love when I get all masterful
on you. Look at you earlier in my office. You’re a natural submissive when it
comes to sex, Ellie. You need a man to take control and give the orders and you
know that when I do, you’ll gain far more pleasure from it. I bet you’re
getting wet at the thought of my tongue on your sweet clit again, at my cock in
your mouth.’

‘Stop,’ I moaned. ‘You’re so mean, you know
talking like that gets me extra horny. You have some … “make women horny” super
power and it’s not fair.’

‘You have a “make Dan horny” super power baby and
I’m not complaining. I’m sorry if I ruined your night,’ he sighed as he kissed
my forehead.

‘You didn’t,’ I relented. ‘I
am
tired, but
I was having so much fun I didn’t want to admit it.’

‘It’s not just you now, you have to remember you
have our baby to look after and you’ve been through a horrible ordeal,’ he
reminded me and I saw his glance flick to the angry red scar on my forehead.

‘You hate it don’t you?’ I whispered.

‘I love it. It’s a reminder of how much you love
our son and would do anything to protect him. It just makes me love you more
every time I look at it. Don’t worry about it, you still look beautiful, you’ll
always look beautiful to me.’

‘Old smoothie,’ I smiled.

‘Not that old,’ he grinned back. ‘Sorry for the
delay James, someone was digging her heels in.’

‘Evening, Miss Baxter. Did you have a nice night?’

‘Lovely thank you, sorry to keep you waiting.’

‘No problem at all, watch her head, the roof on
the limo is lower than the car,’ he warned, as Dan ducked down to carry us both
inside. He sat back with me on his lap and kissed my forehead.

‘So, fancy some hot limo sex?’ I asked, as I
smiled up at him.

‘Actually, much as I’d really love to, you do look
pale and tired. I want you to sleep.’

‘Seriously? All that fuss and winding me up and
now you want me to sleep?’

‘Yes please. I need to go out early in the
morning, but I’ll wake you when I get back and we can have a late breakfast.
Mother’s going to bring Oliver over after lunch.’

‘Where are you going?’ I yawned.

‘Just something I need to sort. You don’t need to
worry about it.’

‘Ok,’ I sighed, as I lay my head on his shoulder.
‘We need to get Oliver kitted out in a little formal suit, Brooke wants him as
a Page boy. Actually she wanted him as a bridesmaid before I corrected her.’

‘My son in a damn dress?’ he uttered as he looked
at me in disgust.

‘I know,’ I nodded. ‘So a little suit it is.’

‘Leave it with me, I’ll get it sorted. Come on
baby, sleep for me, that’s an order.’

‘Ok, Sir,’ I yawned and snuggled into his neck. ‘I
can’t wait for this wedding.’

‘I know you can’t,’ he whispered. ‘Don’t worry,
everything’s going to be perfect. Trust me.’

Friday 5
^th
August ~ Year Three

Ellie

‘So what’s the plan for
tonight?’ I asked, as I curled up against his strong chest after making love.
It was the day before Brooke and Molly’s wedding and we had people arriving on
Dan’s larger plane this afternoon. Brooke’s parents, though not over the moon,
didn’t want to miss their daughter’s wedding, so they’d relented and agreed to
come. Molly’s parents were also coming, John and Edward too. I’d asked about
their work colleagues, or other friends, but they insisted they didn’t want
anyone else, they wanted it small and intimate. That said, they’d also asked
Dan’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. McAdams and Logan, which had surprised me. I
guessed as they were part of my extended family now, they were also part of
Brooke and Molly’s.

‘I’d booked the private restaurant in one of the
towers at the hotel for us all, but I’m thinking we can blow off joining
everyone and just fuck all night,’ he advised as he kissed my neck, making me
go all gooey.

‘Very funny,’ I laughed.

‘I was being serious,’ he chuckled.

‘We fucked all night last night and you’ve just
ruined me with an extra session this morning,’ I reminded him. ‘What time’s
everyone due to arrive?’

‘Four o’clock and I’ve put on a fleet of cars to
bring them all to the hotel, with the exception of Miss Parker.’

‘Jenny,’ I corrected him. ‘She’s part of the
family now. Thank you so much for agreeing to take her on.’

‘How could I refuse? You get on really well with
her, Oliver loved her when they met on Sunday and her references, with regards
to her combat and bodyguard training, speak for themselves. My PR team are
telling me that I have to get my face back out there, now the whole situation
with Moira is over, plus spending more time in London with you, it’s only a
matter of time before someone gets my photo, or we’re tailed back to the house.
I need to know that you and Oliver are safe.’

‘And what about you?’ I sighed, hating the
reminder that he could become a target for someone looking for a quick payday.

‘I have James for when I’m in London, but he’s
recruiting a team for me as we speak, as well as a back-up for Jenny when she’s
on annual leave.’

‘If you’re going to have them all with us round
the clock, where will they all sleep?’

‘As you’re insisting on being the one to get
Oliver up and put him to bed, I’m giving Jenny the boathouse. She gets her own
space when she’s not on the clock and she’s nearby if she’s needed. I’m going
to have to get an addition to the back of the house, where I can put two
en-suite bedrooms, a security office with monitors and a kitchen and lounge for
the entire team that will head up security.’

‘Well that covers Scotland, but what about London?
Would we have to move? I love that house and location,’ I sighed. He smiled at
me and kissed me.

‘You worry too much, I have it all under control.’

‘How? You know I don’t cope well with change.’

‘Stuart’s contacted all the mews houses in our
street and told them that we want to put wrought iron, passcode and fingerprint,
security gates at the end for access by all residents, with intercoms for each
house. Plus security cameras at the other end, all paid for by me. They’ve all
agreed,’ he advised. I nodded, that wasn’t a bad idea, the road our mews house
was on was a dead end, as  there was a high brick wall that backed onto someone
else’s garden.

‘That’s smart, but it still doesn’t solve the
sleeping arrangements.’

‘I bought the two houses either side of us,’ he
shrugged.

‘I didn’t know they were for sale,’ I exclaimed,
looking at him astonished.

‘They weren’t, but everyone’s prepared to sell for
the right price. Stuart’s organising the architect to meet me in a couple of
weeks to work on plans for here and the houses there. I can convert one house to
have three bedrooms on the middle floor for the security team, all sharing one
bathroom and the top floor becomes their own private lounge and dining room,
with the master en-suite becoming their communal kitchen. The ground floor can
have the security office, with connecting door to our current utility, which we
need to keep as we’ll have more baby clothes,’ he grinned.

‘We will,’ I laughed. ‘Sounds sensible.’

‘The other two houses will remain our private
quarters. We could knock our current kitchen through to the garage and have extra
parking for guests. With the new house ground floor we could have our new
entrance, a ground floor bedroom with en-suite for Jenny and a gym. We could knock
through on the middle floor to have a huge open plan kitchen, dining room and
lounge, keep our current spare bedroom and bathroom for guests and convert the
new ones to a big home office for us to share. On the top floor in the new
house we can knock through your office wall to connect the two buildings there
and put in another guest bedroom, bathroom, and two rooms for the boys.’

‘Or bedrooms for Oliver and his
sister
,’ I
corrected him with a smile. He really wanted another boy. ‘Dan it all sounds
amazing, I can’t believe you’ve organised all this in a week, but it’s going to
cost an absolute fortune.’

‘I have a fortune, which you seem to keep
forgetting.’

‘I just feel … I feel guilty. You had this quiet
non expensive lifestyle and suddenly it’s all about security teams and new
houses,’ I frowned.

‘I was an unhappy single recluse then, Ellie,’ he
replied, as he clutched my face and kissed me. ‘Now I’m a family man and
there’s no reason for me to hide away anymore. I still love my life up here on
our island, but I’m going to have to be in the public eye more now, and it
brings about a necessity for all of our protection. I won’t have you and Oliver
put at risk.’

‘I don’t want you at risk either. Is a threat that
real? Has there been one and you’re not telling me?’

‘There hasn’t been one no, but James and my PR
team have been warning me that by coming out of hiding, and with my firm
suddenly being projected into the limelight with our market share having grown
substantially, it’s a possibility that can’t be ignored. You don’t need to
worry. Jenny’s already suggested cameras on the mainland shore line, as well as
dotted around the island, with strategically placed lasers that will sound an
alarm if they’re broken. I’m also looking at having a floating helipad put on
the other side of the island, out of sight of the main track to the jetty.
Running you up that hill on a stretcher wasn’t ideal.’

‘O Dan, it all sounds so complex.’ I tightened my
grip on him and kissed his chest. The thought of someone trying to hurt any of
us for his money, was horrible.

‘You won’t even be aware of most of it, other than
Jenny being with you or close by. It’s nothing to worry about, I promise. I
just need you and Oliver safe.’

‘Mama, Mama, Mamamam,’ came a little voice down
the monitor, making me smile again.

‘Speaking of, it sounds like someone’s ready for
breakfast. I have a craving for pancakes, bacon and maple syrup, would you like
some?’ I asked.

‘Let me get him up and make them for you, have a
lie in. We’re out tonight and you have a big day tomorrow, I don’t want you
getting over tired,’ he offered with another kiss. I sighed happily. I was the
luckiest girl in the world, though the thought of his pancakes didn’t fill me
with joy.

‘Maybe I’ll have bacon and eggs instead,’ I
suggested.

‘What’s wrong with my pancakes?’ he uttered, with
a hurt look on his face.

‘What’s right with them?’ I laughed. ‘The last one
you tried to flip took me days to get out of the extractor grill.’

‘Practice makes perfect, in all things,’ he
chuckled as he thrust his hips forward to rub a new erection against me.

‘Pancake practice, most definitely. Sex? You don’t
need practice at that, you’re quite the sexual Zen master, but we don’t have
time now anyway,’ I reminded him, as Oliver started calling for me a little bit
louder.

‘Damn it,’ he sighed. ‘It’s going to be a
nightmare to find time for sex with two of them. Is it too late to send number
two back?’ he enquired, as he tried to keep a straight face. I gasped and
slapped his bicep as he laughed, before tickling me until I screamed, kissing
me until Oliver started, then leapt out of bed in all his manly glory making me
groan.

‘Leave me some eggs, if your pancakes are like lumpy
underdone concrete again, I’ll make a fresh batch.’

‘I never fail at anything more than three times,’
he replied. ‘I learn and grow.’

‘O, something’s definitely growing,’ I grinned, as
I eyed up his rigid cock. He sighed as Oliver started crying and pulled on his
boxers and ran downstairs. I was going to have to get him to wear a little more
in the mornings, I didn’t want Jenny seeing him barely dressed with a morning erection.

I spent the morning with Mrs. McAdams, cleaning
and tidying up the boathouse ready for Jenny’s arrival, putting a vase of fresh
flowers and a gift hamper with champagne, truffles and some ready meals for
her. I’d purchased fresh white bed linen, a thick red throw for the bed and the
sofa when it was being used by our guests during the building work, as well as
some nice red and cream striped material from which Mrs. McAdams had made
matching blinds for the windows and fresh cushion covers, she was quite the
seamstress. I was really happy with the result, I’d be happy living here if I
was on my own. I’d also agreed that if she had it approved by us first, that I
didn’t mind a boyfriend staying the odd weekend, if she didn’t want to go back
to London. It was on the condition that Dan ran a full background check against
him first, but with Jenny’s training, I suspected that she’d vet them carefully
herself anyway. It was going to be so great having help with Oliver during the
day, so I could get on with my work. No way was someone else getting him up or
bathing him and putting him to bed though. Those were some of my favourite
moments with him. I headed back up to the house and smiled as I opened the
front door. He’d seen me coming through the playroom window and had run around
to meet me.

‘O my darling, you’re so sweet,’ I laughed as I
picked him up and kissed him. ‘Have you got bored of daddy already?’

‘Yumyum,’ he chortled.

‘You’re hungry? Ok, let’s get you something to
eat.’

‘I just have a few quick calls to make, I’m pretty
hungry too,’ Dan said, as he wandered through and kissed me.

‘Do you want something hot?’

‘No, just a small sandwich would be good,’ he
winked. I laughed, his idea of a small sandwich was a foot long sub. I sat
Oliver in his highchair in the kitchen, with a splash mat underneath. He loved
waving his spoon in the air and covering everything and everyone. I gave him
his beaker with some water, while I made a sandwich for Dan and I and heated up
Oliver’s favourite meal of chicken, carrot and sweet potato, then sat at the
island next to him to feed him, laughing at his enthusiastic noises and random
bouts of babbled rubbish.

‘Dan, it’s ready,’ I called.

‘Ok, coming,’ he called back down.

‘Baby not in mummy’s hair please, I’m going out
tonight,’ I warned, as Oliver flicked some at me and giggled.

‘Like that’ll stop him, the more you discourage
him to do something, the more he does it,’ Dan laughed, as he zipped down the
pole.

‘Sounds just like his father,’ I smiled. ‘What’s
the dress code for tonight?’

‘You have a new outfit waiting for you in the
dressing room,’ he advised, as he grabbed his sandwich and kissed my forehead.

‘Why a new outfit?’ I looked at him surprised.

‘Just because,’ he shrugged.

‘And I love just becauses, but you shouldn’t spoil
me,’ I sighed.

‘Stop moaning and fit in some time for another
shower. You have orange gloop in your hair,’ he grinned. I groaned and looked
around at Oliver, who giggled.

‘Oliver Davenport you’re grounded for the whole
weekend, when you’re old enough to appreciate the meaning of punishment,’ I
tutted.

I looked at myself in the mirror. Dan had
purchased me a stunning white and silver Grecian dress, that really
complimented my light summer tan. It was nice to have time to get ready
properly, with Dan looking after Oliver while he showed Jenny around. I did my
hair with a French plait down one side, leaving my new fringe down. I’d had it cut
in on Saturday to try and cover my scar. I put on some emerald green eye shadow
and a dash of silver on the inner corners of my eyes, amazed at how it made
them pop. My favourite emerald and diamond bracelet and earrings from Dan, my
gorgeous silver strappy sandals from Jimmy Choo finished off the look and I was
good to go. I packed my small silver clutch with some tissues, knowing me I’d
probably cry if Brooke or Molly did some “
We’re so happy to have all our
loved ones with us for our special weekend”
speech. Damn it, just the
thought of it had set me off. I quickly dabbed my eyes and headed downstairs to
find Jenny in the playroom with Oliver.