Beautifully Unfinished (18 page)

“You need to make up with Tucker,” Alison said, as she flopped back down on the sofa next to Lucy. “He is a good guy, and he loves you.”

“I blew it with him,” Lucy replied with a sad sigh. “I mess up everything good in my life.”

“No you don’t,” Alison said, turning suddenly serious. “You just didn’t find the one, but now you have. You need to go tell him he is the one, and make this right.”

“I don’t even know if he will talk to me now,” Lucy replied.

“Then go see him,” Alison told her.

“I can’t,” Lucy insisted and she sat up. “I can’t leave you.”

“Yes you can,” Lucy said. “I’m a big girl, I will just call it a night, happy in the knowledge that my friend is finally happy too.”

“Do you really think I can do this?” Lucy asked as she nervously twisted her hair around her finger.

“Yes you can,” Alison said as she pulled her phone from her pocket and handed it to Lucy. “Here, call for a cab. You’re too wasted to drive.”

Lucy took the phone and called for a cab. When she hung up, she handed Alison back her phone.

“Oh shit,” she said to her friend. “What the hell am I doing?”

When the cab pulled up outside Tucker’s house, Lucy sat for a moment, unsure if she should get out, or just go home.

She wanted to make things right with Tucker, but she wasn’t sure he would want to make things right with her. He had made no attempt to contact her after their disagreement earlier that evening, and this made Lucy feel uncertain.

She looked up at Tucker’s house and longed to see him. There was a light on in the house, so she knew he was home.

“Is everything okay, miss?” The driver asked as he turned back to look at Lucy.

“Yeah,” Lucy nodded, as she glanced up at the house once more before she sighed and turned back to the driver. “Can you just take me back to where you collected me earlier, please?”

“Sure,” the driver shrugged as he put the car into drive and pulled away from the kerb.

Lucy looked up at the house as they moved away, and her heart ached, she wanted Tucker.

“STOP!” She yelled suddenly, and the driver slammed on the breaks. “I need to get out.”

Lucy quickly paid the man and got out of the car. She walked back to the house and stopped when she reached the bottom of the driveway.

“This is a mistake,” she whispered to herself as she stood there and stared up at the house. She looked back to where the cab was moments earlier, but it was gone. “Damn.”

Suddenly the front door opened, and Tucker appeared on the front porch. Lucy froze as her heart raced in her chest.

“Are you going to stay out there all night?” Tucker asked with a cheeky grin. “Or are you going to actually come in?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” Lucy said as she nervously played with her fingers. Her breath hitched in her throat as Tucker slowly stepped down from the front porch and walked towards her.

“Are you still mad at me?” He asked as he gradually closed the distance between them gradually.

“Maybe,” Lucy whispered as her face flushed with embarrassment. “Maybe I came to say I’m sorry.”

“Maybe I’m sorry too,” Tucker breathed against her lips when he reached her and took her into his arms.

“Really?” Lucy asked as she looked up into his eyes.

“Yes,” Tucker replied. “I mean, I still want to beat the snot out of that asshole, but I know that what you need right now is for me to use my head instead of my fists.”

“So you didn’t go to see Trent?” Lucy asked, as her stomach tensed at the mention of his name.

“Oh, I went to see him,” Tucker replied. “I warned him if he came anywhere near you again, I would arrest him for harassment, and this time, his buddies wouldn’t be able to save his ass, but I didn’t touch him.”

“Good,” Lucy said, as she leaned into Tucker and pressed her lips to his softly. “I don’t know what I would do if you got into trouble because of me again.”

“Have you being drinking, Ms. Chance?” Tucker asked in his best police officer’s voice.

“I have, Deputy,” Lucy giggled. “I’ve been drinking margaritas.”

“Oh no,” Tucker grinned. “Your father warned me about you and Alison, and your margaritas.”

“Are you going to arrest me, Deputy Flynn?” Lucy said, as she reached up and touched Tucker’s face.

“Oh, I can think of something much better than that,” Tucker growled, as he bent down and scooped her up in his arms. Lucy screamed and laughed out loud as Tucker turned and hurried back towards the house.

When they reached the house, Tucker set Lucy down and turned her to him. Lucy didn’t waste any time. She kissed Tucker hard on the mouth, and as she reached up and weaved her fingers through his thick, blond hair, she drew him closer to her.

Maybe it was false bravery from one too many margaritas, but Lucy suddenly felt confident, and she knew exactly what she wanted. She wanted Tucker.

Tucker wasted no time wrapping her in his arms and pulling her closer to him. As their bodies became almost one, Lucy could feel Tucker’s arousal against her tummy, and she gasped.

Tucker didn’t miss a beat as he dipped his tongue into her mouth, and quickly found hers.

Lucy could feel her entire body come alive with desire. She needed him almost as much as she wanted him. She dropped her hands to the buttons on his jeans, then with one tug, she pulled them open.

Tucker pulled his lips from hers breathlessly and stared down at Lucy with hunger in his eyes. Suddenly, he grabbed her by the hips and moved her back until her back was against the wall

He stared down into her eyes, and Lucy could hear her heart hammering in her ears.

He reached for the top button on her blouse and slowly opened it, his eyes never leaving hers. Each button he undid, the hunger in his eyes grew.

When the final button was open, Tucker slipped his hands up over her body, until he reached her shoulders and slowly pushed the blouse from them.

Then he ran his fingers tenderly down her straps, pushing them from her shoulders as he did. Finally, Tucker let his thumbs glide over the lace of her bra, teasing her nipples as he did.

Lucy closed her eyes and threw her head back, as the pleasure rolled over her entire body.

“Look at me, Lucy,” Tucker commanded breathlessly.

Lucy forced her eyes open and met Tucker’s gaze. He gave her a smile as if he was asking for permission. Lucy smiled and leaned forward, as she reached for the waist of his jeans, as slipped her hand inside.

She softly stroked the head of his erection, while her eyes never left his.

“I need you, Tucker,” she whispered against his lips. “Please.”

“I’m yours,” he replied, before he slammed his mouth against Lucy’s and pinned her against the wall. “Forever, yours.”

Tucker dropped his hand down and gripped Lucy’s skirt. Slowly he eased it up her legs.

Lucy moaned with longing as Tucker moved his hand around to her backside. He gripped it tightly as he pulled her closer to him and he ground his arousal against her.

Suddenly he spun her around to face the wall and pressed his lips to her neck.

“Do you trust me, Lucy?” He whispered into her ear.

“Yes,” she replied, breathlessly.

“If you want me to stop,” he continued. “You just need to say the words, I promise.”

Tucker took Lucy by the hands and raised them to the wall in front of them.

“Don’t move,” he whispered.

Lucy pressed her hands against the wall, as her heart pounding rapidly in her chest.

Tucker dropped to his knees behind her. He slowly ran his fingertips up along the back of her legs until he reached the rim of her panties. He slipped one of his hands around her waist and drew her closer to him, then he pressed his lips to the curve of her backside.

He reached for the lace edge of her panties and eased them down her legs until they reached her ankles.

Lucy lifted her feet, one at a time, as she stepped out of her panties. Tucker then pulled her to him once more, as his lips teased the soft skin on her bottom. His hand slipped between her thighs at the front, then up until he found her soft centre.

“OH, GOD!” Lucy cried out as Tucker pressed the pad of his thumb against her sensitive clit, circling it over and over again. She closed her eyes and allowed him to take her body higher and higher. Each circle he made, pushed her closer to the edge. Lucy pressed her hand's tighter to the wall, and she prepared herself for her release.

Suddenly Tucker pulled his hand free, and Lucy cried out at the sudden loss of contact, but before she had time to think, Tucker was standing up straight behind her. She could feel the smooth, slick head of his arousal against her backside. She longed to feel him deep inside her. She pressed herself against him and circled her hips against his rock hard arousal.

Tucker wrapped his arm around her waist once more and pulled her closer to him once again. This time, he pushed her legs further apart with his foot.

Lucy could feel his hot breath against her neck as the tip of his erection pushed through her soft folds from behind. With one thrust, Tucker was buried deep inside her, making her cry out.

“I love you,” he whispered against her ear as he pulled out some of the way, then slammed back into her.

“I love you, too,” Lucy cried as she pinched her eyes closed tighter.

“Tell me you will never leave me,” Tucker pleaded, as once again, he pushed into her, deeply. “Promise me.”

“Tucker, I…” Lucy said as her head spun with pleasure.

“Tell me, Lucy,” Tucker pleaded. “I can’t lose you again.”

“I will never leave you,” Lucy said as her entire body tensed. She knew she was close, and she wanted to make it last.

Tucker didn’t let up, over and over he pushed into her each thrust bringing her closer to the edge.

“TUCKER!” She cried out as she came apart. Her legs began to shake, and Lucy struggled to hold herself up.

Tucker held her tight, and he pushed into her once again, this time, he too found his release.

As he pulled himself out of Lucy, he scooped her into his arms and held her close to him.

“I am far from done with you,” he whispered, as he walked towards his room. Lucy smiled and rested her head against his shoulder. She finally felt like she was exactly where she belonged.

“Hey,” Tucker said, as Lucy opened her eyes and looked up at him sleepily. “Good morning, Sleepy Head.”

“What time is?” Lucy asked, as she yawned and stretched, then winced as her muscle ached. She felt sore all over.

“It’s almost eleven,” Tucker laughed, as he leaned down and kissed her shoulder, then added. “Did I wear you out last night?”

“ELEVEN!” She exclaimed as she jumped up in bed, suddenly wide awake. “Why did you let me sleep this late?”

She jumped out of the bed and hurried towards the bathroom.

“Lucy, what’s wrong?” Tucker asked, as he followed her.

“I need to get home,” she said as she opened the door of Tucker’s shower and jumped beneath it. “Alison will think I forgot all about her.

She switched on the water and screamed when the jets of cold water hit her skin. “JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!!”

Tucker just smiled as he slid open the door and stepped into the shower behind her.

“Calm down, everything will be fine,” Tucker said, as he wrapped her in his arms and drew her closer to him. He looked down at Lucy and thought for a moment. “Are you sure this is just about Alison?”

“What else would it be about?” Lucy asked, as she looked into his eyes, confused by what he meant.

“About what I asked you last night,” Tucker replied. “About not leaving.”

“I…I just need to get back to Alison,” Lucy said, avoiding his question. She remembered their conversation, but she wasn’t ready to talk about it right now. She needed time to think of what it meant for her if she kept her promise.

“Lucy, please,” Tucker replied. “We need to talk about this. I know you have your life back in New York, but I don’t want to lose you again. I need to know that there is room for me in your life too.”

“Of course, there is room for you in my life,” Lucy replied, surprised to see the vulnerability in Tucker. “You mean everything to me. I just need time to figure it out.”

“I won’t let you walk away from me again,” Tucker whispered, as he pressed his forehead to Lucy’s. “You and I have always been unfinished business. Since the first time I kissed you, all those years ago. I knew then that my heart belonged with yours. You are the only thing in this world I want.”

“Unfinished business,” Lucy breathed against his lips. “We are beautifully unfinished. There is still so much more for us to do.”

“Promise me,” Tucker pleaded. “Promise me that you won’t give up on me.”

“I promise,” Lucy replied with a smile, as she leaned up on her tippy toes and softly kissed his lips.

As they showered and got dressed, neither said another word. There was nothing left to say. They both knew that no matter what the future would bring, they would face it together.

Thirty minutes later, as Tucker led Lucy to his truck, she smiled to herself. She couldn’t believe that she finally found her place in this crazy world.

Over the years, she had started to believe that it was her destiny to be alone and lost, but now she had found Tucker again, life seemed to have so much more to offer.