Giving You Forever (34 page)

“I think this is theirs,” he says, putting the car in park.

Meeting him in front of the car, I lace my hand with his, squeezing it tight, showing him that I’m here. We walk over to their conjoined stone, reading their names and the quotes Kelly had picked out to be engraved on it.

Loving mother and wife
…

It’s absolutely stunning.

Just standing there, he silently stares, no expression on his face. I’m not sure what’s going through his head, what the feeling of being here brings him, but I think it’s a good thing. I believe that this is what he needed.

Stepping forward, his hand drops from mine.

“I feel like they’re here,” he softly tells me, kneeling down on the ground and becoming eye level with the stone. “Even though I know their bodies aren’t here, I feel like they are.”

I rub his back.

“I believe they are.”

Resting his hand on the top of their stone, his head faces down, closing his eyes. He stays like this for a while, and I give him his space, letting him feel their love, feel their forgiveness. Though he has asked for forgiveness before, I think being here and seeing their grave–
truly
accepting it–he can feel it. I hope he can feel it.

Exhaling and sniffling, he wipes the wetness from his face with the back of his hand before standing.

I extend my hand for his with a tight grin.

He takes it, lacing his fingers with mine, a smile tugging on his lips.

“Ready, angel?” he asks already looking more refreshed.

I sigh, love invading my chest, feeling like a life was just reborn, a life worthy of it’s being. One that I’ve always seen, but not by all, not by him.

Nodding my head, my grin turning into a smile, I reply, “Ready when you are.”

He nods his head, inhaling deeply.

“I’m ready. I’m ready to go home.”

Epilogue

Nine Months Later

– NOLAN –

“I just wanted to thank you all for coming tonight,” I stand, holding my bride snug against my side. “Having you all here, celebrating our love, means the world to us. It hasn’t been the easiest road to get here, to today, but this woman right here,” I look down at the love of my life, “has taught me how to love again. To let go of the past and to always look forward to the future and I thank her for that.” I lean down, kissing the top of her head. “There’s no one in this world that I look forward to spending my future with as much as I do Alexa. So thank you. Thank you for being a part of this special day, marking the first day of a beautiful future… for us. Cheers!”

Clicking our champagne glassing together, I lean down and softly kiss her, whispering
I love you
against her lips.

It’s been a long time coming, getting to this day, but I’m so damn happy I did. Alexa has helped me see the truth, guided me in the right direction, taught me how to not only love her, but to love myself as well. And I have. I’m so god damn happy it hurts.

Four hours later, after all the guests have left, I finally get to carry my love, my
wife
, up to our hotel suite. With her arms wrapped around my neck, she runs her mouth over every inch of my face, sliding her tongue along my jawline.

Why is this fucking elevator so slow?

As soon as we find our room and slip inside, my mouth is on hers while laying her down on the bed. With one arm resting by her head, the other slides down her body, cupping her firm eager breast in my hand. A sweet seductive moan escapes her lips, pleased by the sensation.

Sliding her hands up my back, stopping and tangling in my hair, she tugs it back, removing our lips.

“Ahh…” I moan, loving her aggressiveness.

She leans up, running her tongue from the bottom of my neck, moving up until it’s back inside my mouth.

Oh fuck, do I love this woman.

I sit back on my heels before standing up at the foot of the bed, reaching for her hand to follow me and she does, never removing those beautiful eyes from mine.

Turning her around, I grip the top of her zipper, slowly moving it down her back, my mouth following behind it. As soon as I get to the bottom, the dress falls, exposing the hot as fuck lingerie waiting for me below it.

“Ahh fuck, doll.”

My mouth continues to explore, hands cupping her hips, tongue trailing the insides of her legs, sliding up and nipping at her beautifully sculpted ass. Not being able to handle it anymore, she turns, pushing her lips on mine while eagerly undoing my buttons. Sliding my dress shirt off and my t-shirt over my head, her sweet little lips go to work, kissing my chest, teasing my nipples with her teeth while her hands move south, continuing to undress me.

Moving her hand along the inside of my boxers, her head begins to descend further down my body. The closer that sweet little face moves to my cock, the harder it gets, needing those lips around it. Just as my pants and boxers fall to the ground, her mouth slides slowly over the tip, working my cock gradually to the back of her throat.

Shit. This feels good.

Sliding my hands into her hair, I help guide her head up and down my shaft, loving the way that sweet tongue glides against it. I make the mistake of opening my eyes, watching her beautiful mouth move along my cock while dressed in that fucking black corset, pushing her tits up so effin high that I almost lose it right then in her mouth.

Jesus Christ.

Holding her face, I bring it back up to mine then pick her up by the ass once she’s standing. Her long beautiful legs wrap effortlessly around my waist as our tongues move fiercely together. Carrying her over to the Jacuzzi tub, already filled with rose petals floating on top, I step in, resting her down on the edge.

Kneeling and facing her, I slide her thong down her legs, throwing them to the side as I spread her thighs open. Grazing my mouth along the inside of her legs, I make my way up, swirling my tongue around her clit when I get there. Immediately her hands fist in my hair and her head falls back, totally turned on, loving the sweet pleasure my tongue provides her.

I don’t hold back, swirling, nipping, and sucking it inside my mouth while fucking her sweet little pussy with my fingers.

“Oh baby, yes,” she cries out, tugging even more on my hair, moving to the edge before screaming louder, calling out my name and releasing into a hot as hell orgasm.

Undoing each clasp on her lingerie, it opens up, showing me the body that is mine for the rest of my life. Throwing the corset to the side, she slides down into the water, straddling my body.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, doll,” I whisper against her skin, before indulging in its taste, savoring every square inch, making her moan in pleasure for more.

Slightly lifting her hips, she lines up before sliding back down. With her arms wrapped tightly around my neck and no space between us, she starts working her hips, grinding up and down my shaft. With one hand holding the back of her head and the other cupping her ass, I kiss her hard and passionately, showing how far my love for her goes.

Dropping her head back, overwhelmed by pleasure, soaking her hair in the water, my mouth runs down her chest, pleasuring each of her breasts and holding her back firmly in my hands.

“Shit…shit,” she cries, quickening her pace, and letting her body indulge in each square inch of my cock, sending the water sloshing over the edge of the tub.

“Yeah, baby yeah. Come for me,” I growl against her neck, needing to feel her body succumb to mine, handing it over to the light of ecstasy.

“Ahhh…” she yells, clenching around my cock, sending me spiraling, heat gathering all in one area.

Oh fuck, yeah!

My body tenses, letting go, filling my baby girl with my love.

Two Months Later

– NOLAN –

“Hey, stop at that little garden center,” Kelly says, pointing to a flower shop at the bottom of the road that leads up to the cemetery. “I always bring mom a mum. She’d be pissed if I didn’t.”

The fall was always my mom’s favorite season, one of the reasons why she loved the Finger Lakes region so much. There’s a ton of trees that change all different fall colors, and a crisp lake smell…it’s just beautiful here. I’m really glad that we all came out here for the weekend. I almost forgot how much I love it here too.

“We should pick some up for camp. It’s looking a little rough outside.”

“Well, you know, I haven’t had the most help with it,” she says, raising an eyebrow.

I look at her, remorse playing all over my face.

“Yeah…I know.”

“Hey,” she says in a reassuring tone, nudging my arm. “I was just messing with you. You’re here now.” She smiles.

I exhale, pushing back the guilt.

“I just wish that it didn’t take so many years.” I glance over to her quick. “Ya know?”

“It doesn’t matter how long it takes, Nolan. Just as long as you get there.”

Nodding my head, I agree, on more levels than one. Meaning, it doesn’t matter how long mentally or physically it took me to come around, it just matters that I did. It wasn’t easy. Last year when I left Alexa and drove out here, I sat in my hotel room for days before facing the music. It wasn’t until Alexa showed up that I felt ready–another indication of how much I need Alexa in my life. She’s my rock. If she hadn’t shown up that night, I don’t know if I would have made it. I probably would have rotted away in my hotel room instead.

Kelly and I end up walking out of the garden center with a bunch of perennials, mulch, top soil, and some garden decorations that she said Mom would have loved. We’re bringing camp back to life, how it once was. Camp was my parent’s get away–to escape life for a little bit. So many memories we have here.

It’s time to make more.

Bringing my mom her flower, we sit and talk to them for a while. It’s much easier this time, more familiar. It’s almost like sitting down and having a family discussion, just this time they don’t respond. Kelly and I fill them in on life, how beautiful the wedding was, and how much they’d love Alexa. No tears were shed, just a whole lot of love and smiles.

“So, is this something I can count on?” Kelly asks once we get back inside the car. “You coming every year?”