Loving Her (5 page)

“Okay, you got me. Nothing
’s wrong. I miss the hell out of you and need a hug.” I winked at Miranda, who sipped at her coffee, shaking her head at me.

“I saw you a couple weeks ago. I’m in the middle of making breakfast. Can I call you back?”

“No! Iz wants to come see Noah. We’ll be there in two days. Get your ass to the store and make sure the guest house has toilet paper and ketchup.”

“What?” I could tell she was wondering why I wanted toilet paper and ketchup. “The house already
has those things, but I can make sure to adjust the temperature. Oh wait, didn’t I tell you that we’re going away? We won’t even be here.”

I looked over at Izzy and knew how excited she would be to see Noah. It had been a long time and they were still so close. “Cancel your plans. We need family time.”

A deep voice shocked me as it spoke on the other end of the phone. “We ain’t goin’ anywhere. She’s yankin’ your chain.”

“She wishes she was yanking me
.”

Colt couldn’t help but put his foot in his mouth. Didn’t he know I waited like a wild animal, to pounce on his every word?

Van got back on the phone. She was whispering, asking him why he didn’t want to talk anymore. I continued to laugh as she spoke. “What did you say to him? He just walked out front. Why must you piss him off?”

“Because it’s so much fun. Chill out, I’ll be there to make things better in a couple
of days.”

“Yay,” she said sarcastically.

“Wear something hot. I’m tired of seeing you in those church clothes you keep wearing.”

“My clothes are fashionable,” she argued.

“You dress like the Amish.”

“Goodbye, Ty.”

“Love you bunches, Van. I’m coming for you in two days.”

She’d hung up
, and I wasn’t sure if my last comment was for nothing.

Miranda sat there, watching me. She had that scornful mother look on her face. “I’m goin’ to regret sayin’ this to you, but I’m glad you’re gettin’ back to your old self again. It makes me feel like things are goin’ to be alright.”

I reached my hand across the table and touched hers. “Baby, everything’s going to be fine. Izzy is home and she’s better. The worst is over.”

“I think goin’ to Kentucky is a good idea. Maybe we all need to get away for a couple
of days.”

I heard screaming coming from the living room. Izzy had grabbed the remote and turned off the boy’s game. She had half the remote, while Jake had the other. “Gimme it, you little jerk!”

I turned back to Miranda. “Can we take separate cars?”

She stood up and put her hands on her hips. “We should.”

As we both walked into the living room, to bring order to the newest conflict, I felt confident that the worst was behind us.

Our lives could return to chaos and everything was going to be okay.

Seeing her fighting with her brother was a good sign of that. It gave me peace knowing that she was home and getting healthier by the day.

I’d never have to feel that lost again. It was reassuring and kept a smile on my face. Even the bickering, reminded me that our family was strong again. At the end of the day, it was all I cared about.

Chapter 6

Miranda

Visiting the Kentucky family was always a treat, but packing and riding with the twins and Ty was the opposite of the word treat. Aside from the boys constantly tormenting their sister, Ty played these stupid games.

This trip was no different. We left in
the evening, thinking that the kids would sleep the whole way. For a while it was peaceful. Ty held my hand and I got comfortable in my seat and started to doze off myself. He had the radio down low, and instead of him singing, like normal, he hummed to himself.

I thought he was being respectful, but I should have known better than to trust him. Like a little child, when Ty got
quiet, it meant he was planning something mischievous.

I’d no sooner let myself fall asleep when I heard him screaming and the brakes locking. I grabbed the dash and screamed, along with the kids behind me. Assuming we were preparing for impact, I closed my eyes, reacting the best to the situation.

Then when nothing happened, and the SUV began driving normally, followed by him laughing loudly, I turned and smacked him hard on the arm. “You asshole! I thought something was wrong.”

He
continued laughing. “I’m sorry, baby. I couldn’t help it. You were all sleeping and I knew I could get you good.”

I smacked him again and turned to check on the kids. Like every time their dad did stupid pranks, they seemed to be taking the situation way better than I had. Izzy had put on her
headphones and shook her head, while the boys were back asleep, as if it had never happened.

“I could have hit my head on the windshield.”

“I checked to make sure you were buckled, geesh, give me some credit!”

“If you don’t stop laughin’ right now I’m goin’ to beat the crap out of you. You scared me to death, Ty. It wasn’t funny.”

He laughed even harder. “You should have seen your face. Your eyes popped out of your head and you screamed, even when you had no clue what was happening.”

I turned my body toward the passenger door and refused to look at him. “If you do it again, I’m cutting off your balls with scissors. I’m not kiddin’ either. Just try me, smartass.”

I think he understood that he’d pissed me off, because for the rest of the ride he was on his best behavior. Almost daily, people asked me how I could be married to someone like Ty. I don’t think they understood the joy that he’d brought into my life. Every day, no matter how crazy life got, I thanked God for giving him to me. Maybe it was hard for people to see his gentle side, the part of him that he only let the people he was closest to see. He’d give his life for his family and never regret it. He was strong and did his best to take care of us to the greatest of his ability. I appreciated him, but I didn’t want to remind him every second of every day. When he was driving me crazy he needed to be put into place. Cutting him off from sex was always my go-to. It got his attention, and like a kid in time out, it worked wonders.

It was late when we arrived at the
guesthouse. The kids had been asleep for a while, and I knew that if we went over to see Colt and Van, they’d get a second wind and we’d be up all night with them.

As much as I was dying to see my cousins, we put the kids to bed and got settled in. Ty called and let Colt know we’d arrived, but we’d decided to surprise my mom and John with our visit. She was going to be so excited
, especially after just finding out that Bella was going to be okay.

I found Ty sprawled out on the couch. Since I was
still angry with him for his prank in the car, I sat in the chair across from him. He smiled and patted the small area on the couch in front of him. “You belong over here with me.”

“I’m mad at you.”

He took his index finger and motioned for me to come. I shook my head.

He reached down in his pants and made a face like his dick was aching to be touched. I rolled my eyes and continued to fight him.

“I need to cuddle.”

“I’m comfortable where I am. Besides, maybe you should have thought about that before you decided to scare the life out of me earlier. You know I hate riding in cars at night.”

He chuckled. “I’d never let anything happen to my family, baby. You know that. I’m sorry. Will you come lay with me, please?”

“I’m kind of tired. I think I’m just goin’ to go to bed.” I stood up and headed into the bedroom, smiling because I’d given him the cold shoulder.

I’d no sooner changed and came out of the bathroom to find him in bed. I attempted to ignore him by climbing in and rolling onto my side, my back facing him. Ty brought his hand near and traced the silk nightgown that I was wearing. He groaned in my ear. “Gimme some lovin’.”

I shook his hand off me. “No! I’m goin’ to sleep.”

He tried again, pulling the covers off of me, and wrapped one arm over to lie on my breast. “Please.” He rubbed his palm over the silk where my nipple sat and it immediately got hard. I tried to fight him, staying completely still, not allowing him to know that it was already turning me on.

He pinched it between his fingers and let it go, only to rub it with his whole hand again. I could feel tingling
between my legs, as I stayed as still as possible. “Goodnight.”

Ty wasn’t
giving up without a fight. His hand left my breast and trailed down to the edge of my nightgown. He lifted it up slowly and began massaging the skin of my ass. I kept my eyes closed and ignored him, all the while feeling my body heating up. I didn’t want him to stop touching me, albeit I also didn’t want him to know that I liked it. “You’re not fooling me, you know.” His hand traveled, further down, until he was tucking it under my panties. I’d been discovered the second I felt him separating my folds and getting a feel of the wetness that I was already there, accumulating by the second. “Oh yeah, I knew I was right.”

“You were not. Just because I’m wet doesn’t mean I want your ass. A girl can fantasize all on her own, you know?”

He laughed and went down under the covers. Ty tugged down my panties. “I never needed permission, not when I can have you begging instead.” I knew what he was doing. It would have been stupid to try and fight him, when I knew I would be reaping the benefits of his crafty tongue. He went right to work, teasing my clit while pulling my lips open so the cold air heightened the sensations. I dug my hands into his hair and pushed his face hard against my pussy. The more he licked, the more my body bucked, but I wasn’t going to let him off that easy. He was going to have to work for forgiveness. Ty stopped and looked up at me, placing his warm tongue against my bud. I smiled and pushed his face back down. “Don’t stop until I tell you.”

He groaned but kept at it, lapping up my j
uices and taking me to the brink of orgasm. I bit down on my lip, knowing I was about to feel those couple seconds of bliss. My back arched and I tugged on his hair, while holding him down there. He applied pressure to the way his tongue moved against my clit. I bit down on my lip and finally yelled out, letting the moment overwhelm me with relief. “Oh yeah, harder. Lick it harder.”

I was right there, happy, content, relaxed
– until I heard one of my sons. My eyes shot open and I turned my head to see him standing there over the bed. Ty’s mouth was still down there, pressed against my naked pussy, with no covers near him to grab. He took his hands and covered up his face, but I knew right away that Jax had gotten an eye full. His face was red and he was staring at me. “Oh shit! Jax, What are you doin’ in here?”

More than anything
, I wanted to hide under the covers and cry. It never failed. We were always caught by our kids in inappropriate situations. I should have known to check the lock on the door, but in the heat of the moment I’d forgotten to.

Ty grabbed the covers and put them over my body, before making his way above the covers. I refused to look at my husband when I was utterly terrified at what my son had witnessed.

“I can’t sleep. There’s a monster under my bed.” He paused for a second and looked from me to Ty. “Were you and daddy playing with no clothes on?” His smile made me feel so uncomfortable. He started to climb on the bed with us. “Is daddy tickling you?”

I was so embarrassed.

Ty slid out of bed, taking control of the horrible situation. “How about we go and see what’s under your bed?”

Jax looked back at me as they walked out of the room. It took me only seconds to not only put my clothes back to normal, but add a pair sweatpants to the mix. As horny as my husband was, he was definitely not getting anything else, not after
what had just happened.

He came back about ten minutes later and jumped on the bed. “Everything
’s fine. I told him that I was checking you for ticks and found one. I told him I had to kiss your boo boo, to make it better.”

“He’s not an idiot. At some point he’s going to wise up to your stupid excuses. Why didn’t you lock the door?” He started rubbing my arms, and kissing my neck again. “Seriously, Ty. It’s not happenin’.”

“He won’t come back in.”

I rolled over. “Thanks for the cunnilingus. It was fantastic.”

I heard him sigh as I closed my eyes, smiling the whole time. I knew I’d be uncomfortable around Jax tomorrow, but I was too tired to even think about the repercussions of him catching us. All I wanted to do was sleep.

Chapter 7

Tyler

Cock
-blocked by one of my kids, again. It never failed. I’d just gotten to the pivotal moment of entry. She was giving in and I had her exactly where I wanted her. In a moment she would have been begging me to give it to her. But no. It never worked out that way for me, not with my kids. They had some kind of radar that picked up on any kind of horniness or sexual innuendos. They knew when to come in and ruin the moment.