I'm All Yours (16 page)

More than perfect. I think that’s when I’m going to propose to you. Yeah, he couldn’t think of a better time. They’d be away from
Los Angeles
and glaring eyes. Nice rustic setting in the mountains. He’d get down on one knee with the ring. Or maybe he should hide it in a glass of champagne or something.

“Are you going to finish that chapter or what?” asked Evie.

“Sorry I was miles away.”

He continued reading
,
but in the back of his mind he knew before he proposed it was only fair to tell Evie the truth about h
is family. Where he’d come from. He should tell
now
,
but he just didn’t know where to begin.

Kyle glanced over at h
er. Her eyelids were fluttering
,
and
she was about to fall asleep
. She closed them completely
,
and he heard her bre
athing heavily. He gently shut
the book and reached over to turn off the light without disturbing her.

He snuggled down beside her
,
feeling a nagging sensation in the pit of his stomach. What if she could
n’t
deal with the
fact that her future mother-in-
law was an inmate in the women’s prison?

No surely, life wou
ldn’t be so awful to him that it would make
something that he couldn’t help ruin his chances of a life and future together with a woman that made his heart smile.

*
***

Evie kissed Kyle’s belly and then slid lower so she could take his cock into her mouth. This would be the last time they’d make love for two whole weeks. She
wouldn’t see
him again
until his birthday weekend. She’d planned the trip to
Montana
,
and what he didn’t know was she was going to track down his mom and pay for her to tag along
,
too. Wouldn’t Kyle get the surprise of his life when the two
of them showed up at the condo
?

Kyle stroked her head as she licked the end of his shaft.

“H
ave I told you that I love you?” he asked.

Evie momentarily let his dick fall from her mouth and looked up at him.

“Three times
,
and that’s just today.”

They both laughed
,
and then Evie ran her tongue up his shaft and held his balls in her hand.

“I don’t know if I’ll be able to stand being without you now,” said Evie.

“Oh baby, don’t make this harder than it has to be.”

He pulled her up to her feet
,
and they kissed. Evie w
rapped her arms around his neck while
he rested his on her butt. His cock pressed into her belly
,
and she slid her body slowly backwards and forward over it.

“Hey, that’s turning me on like you wouldn’t believe, Ms. Winters.”

“That’s the idea.”

“You can be a bad girl when you want to be.”

“You going to spank me?”

“Don’t you give me any ideas.”

Evie leaned over the bed and seductively as she could
,
ra
ised her butt in the air to him.

“That is the cutest little ass I’ve ever set my eyes upon.”

He ran his hand over both cheeks before parting them and sliding his finger along her crack until he found her pussy entrance.
She wigg
l
ed her butt as he reached for the condom and sheathed himself.

“Hurry, my little butt’s getting cold.”

Kyle slid into her, filling her, satisfying her as she spread her legs. He held her hips as his thighs smashed into the back of her legs
,
and they rode together, him squeezing her, her gripping the sheets on her bed.

Two weeks without sex with Kyle was going to be hell
,
but when she got to
Montana
they’d
make up for it
.
T
he
re
’d
be fireworks.

Kyle reached around her body and massaged her clit
,
and that’s all it took for her to see those fireworks before they got to Big Sky Co
untry. She shook, cried
,
and then
felt Kyle explode inside her.

He licked the back of her neck as they fell face
-
down on the
bed together.

“Oh baby, I’m so glad I found you.”

Chapter Eleven

Evie tapped her pencil on her desk. She was a whiz reporter
,
had gotten straight As in all her jour
nalism classes at university
,
but she’d been stumped when she’d attempted to locate
Kyle’s mother. It was almost as
if the lady didn’t even exist.
She guessed she should have just asked him for the number
,
but then he might have suspected she was going to spring a surprise on him
;
and that would spoil everything.

  With Kyle’s birthday fast approaching she’d gotten
desperate to locat
e her
in time to buy an extra plane ticket to
Montana
. She’d also been swamped with work
,
so as a last minute effort, she’d phone
d
a former school buddy
, Dan, who was now a private investigator.
However, when he’d telephoned with the information he’d stumbled upon
, Evie knew something wasn’t right.

“I think you must have the wrong Lesley Daley,” said Evie, dra
wing a circle around the
name on her notepad.

“
Evie, I went and checked her out myself.
She’s the mother of Kyle Daley and is an inmate at
the women’s correctional facility
outside of
Colorado Springs
,” said Dan.

“I can’t believe it. Do you know what she’s serving time for?”

“Murder.”

Evie went hot and cold
,
and her heart beat double time. Not that this made any difference to how she felt about Kyle
,
but it had taken her by surprise.
And now it all made perfect sense. Him being evasive when she asked about him growing up, his family
,
stopping in mid-sentence when he spoke about his mother.

“Any more details?”
asked Evie.

“She
was being abused by her husband
,
and one day I assume she’d just had enough and shot him,” said Dan.

Evie pushed her glasses up on top of her head and rubbed her eyes.

“Poor woman. Okay, Dan, thank you
,
and send me the bill.”

“It’s on the house, Evie.”

“If yo
u say so. And
,
Dan, not a word about
this to anyone okay?”

“You know what a professional I am.”

Evie knew she shouldn’t have snooped. She should have waited until Kyle chose to tell her about his mother.

*
***

Kyle was beat after the fourteen hour day filming. He saw the red light f
lashing on the phone and considered
ignoring it but thought maybe it was Evie
,
and
he
didn’t want to miss hearing her voice.

He pressed the pl
ay button and heard Bob’s voice instead.

“Kyle, give me a call as soon as you get this because it’s about your mother.”

Kyle stopped in his tracks. His moth
er
. W
as
something wrong with her? He suddenly had a
terrible image of some inmate beating her u
p or worse
.

He grabbed the phone and punched the numbers for Bob’s cell phone.

“Kyle,” he said when he answered.

“My mother, is she okay?”

“She’s fine
,
but I thought you should know a PI was snooping around asking about her.”

“You think it’s one of the tabloids?”

Bob didn’t answer.

“Just spit it out,” said Kyle.

“You
’re
not going to like this
,
but I did some investigating of my own
.
T
he
person who hired the PI was…”

“Was who?”

“Evie Winters. I’m betting she got close to you to find out about your mother. Makes sense doesn’t it
?
U
ltimate
revenge for you humiliating her.”

Kyle didn’t respond, pressed the end call button and let the phone fall to the floor. He glanced over at the red velvet box that housed the engagement ring he
had
bought
to be
ready to ask Evie to be his wife and now this…

Nope, it couldn’t be true. Evie’s feelings for him
had
been
real
,
but why had she hired a PI? Bile rose in his stomach. Bob was right. Why else would a reporter send a PI to locate his mother? He’d been played
,
and worse yet, the world was going to find out about his
mother because he’d fallen for an obvious
femme-
fetale.

He leaned over and grabbed the phoned, punching the numbers of her cell phone, hardly seeing them through the tears that were forming in his eyes.

“Hi
,
Kyle.”

“Evie, why did you do it?”