This Time Around (9 page)

“I think you need to cool off, Mr Bradley,” she says looking down at my dick. Damn it, she is right. This is so not that place for this.

“Yep. Knox, let’s go buddy. Connie, you too,” I call over to them. I turn back to Penny and lean in and kiss her. It was only meant to be a soft kiss; a sample to tie me over. But fuck me sideways. Her body makes my senses go into hyper drive. I slant my head and deepen the kiss. My head feels as if it’s fucking spinning out of control. No woman has ever made me feel like this. I pull away from her mouth and press my forehead against hers. We are both breathing heavy.

“Dad. Why are you kissing Connie’s mum?” Knox’s voice makes us jump from our lustful world. I keep my arm around Penny’s shoulders as we turn to face our kids.

“Because I really like her son, and I think that she likes me.” I look at Penny who just nods with a smile on her face, letting me know everything I need to know.

“So are you two like boyfriend and girlfriend, now?” Connie speaks up. I look back towards Penny who is looking a tad shell shocked, so I take the lead again.

“Yes, Connie. I’m your mum’s, boyfriend. But we kind of want you two on board with this. You are in this with us as well. So, what do you say?”

“Whatever,” Knox says.

“Sooooo. Did you two know each other before? Because you kids are kind of rushing into this don’t you think?” Connie says, with her hands on her hips. Older than her years I see. I can also see that she has her mum’s sharp mind. I let go of Penny and kneel down in front of Knox and Connie.

“To answer your question sweetheart, yes, me and your mum knew each other awhile back. Ten years ago, but we lost contact due to my busy work life. But I never forgot about her,” I state. My voice showing that I mean what I say.

“Well alrighty then,” Connie says.

“Come on, let’s walk these lovely ladies to their car bud.” I take a hold of Bambi’s hand and we start walking back to our cars. Penny sneezes and an older lady walks past at that exact moment.

“Oh, bless you,” she says, kindly.

“She is already blessed. She has me.” I wink at the lady and Penny bursts out laughing.

One day at a time. This is our chance and I will not let anyone or anything ruin it this time around.

The dreaded day first day back to work is here. Connie is at Darla and Matt’s house as they are going to the beach today. I have missed work, but also could really be at the beach right now. We are having a really warm time here at the moment so we have to savour it while we can. Walking through the doors to the Accident and Emergency room I see Suzy and a few other nurses I work with. I wave and say my hello’s as I walk past them and into the staff room. I open my locker and dump my bag inside. Pinning my ID badge to my pocket, I walk over to the mirror and adjust my ponytail. I check my make-up, not that I have much on. The last night I wore a full face a make-up to work, we were rushed off our feet and I went home looking like Cruella De Vil had been dumped in water. One last look and I walk out onto the floor and catch up on what patients we have in the beds

“Hey, welcome back. So how was it over there?” Suzy asks. I love Suzy, she is like a second mum to us nurses.

“Morning. It was mind blowing. The things you see over there, really makes you open your eyes to what you have here in the UK. We can’t take things for granted, that’s for sure.”

“I’m happy that you have experienced things over there. But now you are back here, so let’s get you back into the feel of things. Okay, we have little Ben in room four, he has hurt his arm while out playing football with the boys,” she explains, and I pick his chart up off the counter and make my way in to see little Ben.

Ben wasn’t the only child to come through our doors on my first shift back. I was run off my feet by the time my shift was over. But I love my job. The different people that come through the doors with different injuries, it keeps me on my toes. I got to see Rachel during my shift as one little girl came in with a bad tummy which turned out to be appendicitis. Poor kid. I had my appendix out when I was thirteen. Walking back towards the staff room I see the rather handsome Dr. DeLuca; aka Dr. Lustful. He is rumoured to have flirted with nearly every nurse here at the hospital, but never actually slept with any of them.

“Hello, Penny. Enjoying your first day back at work?” he asks with his trademark smile, showing his full straight white teeth. His shirt shows off his firm biceps, clearly showing the ladies that he works out regularly.

“Hi, Dr. DeLuca. It was busy, lots of kids today. How are you?” I ask, returning his smile. He has always been nice to me, flirted a little and even asked me out for coffee one time. I turned him down of course.

“Penny. How many times have I told you to call me Jason? I have been well, thank you. So, are you going to give in and have a coffee with me sometime?”

“I’m sorry, Jason, but I don’t think my boyfriend would be happy if I went out for coffee or dinner with another bloke. Sorry.” I shrug my shoulders and grip the strap on my bag.

“Boyfriend? When did that happen? You haven’t been back long enough to get into a relationship. And I saw you before you left and you were pretty single then.” He sounds a little pissed which confuses me. What right does he have to be pissed at me? I have always turned his advances down; I have never led him on.

“It was on old thing that sparked back up when he moved back here. It is still new and we are seeing where it will go,” I tell him, keeping eye contact with him. He just nods his head and walks around me and over to the nurses station. Well, okay then. I walk past the girls and wave goodnight to them and walk over to my car. I fish around in my bag for the car keys and my phone. Once I unlock the car I slide in it and start up the car and drive home. I have the house to myself tonight. Driving home, I listen to the radio and think about Liam. I wonder what he is doing now. Just thinking about him makes my body buzz with excitement.

Turning the music up when a song comes on that I love, I tap the steering wheel along with the beat. I get lost in the music, so much so that I don’t see the motorbike that is parked outside my house, until I pull into the drive and turn the car off. Turning my head I face the tall, dark, hot piece of man leaning against his bike. His long legs are crossed at the ankles that are encased in black biker boots. I step out of the car without taking my eyes off him. Liam smiles at me as he straightens up and walks towards me. I watch as his jean clad legs carry him closer. I watch his body move, the way his jeans ride low on his hips. Hips that I know can move in a perfect thrusting motion. I glide my gaze up from his jeans to his black tight t-shirt, that
is
rather form fitting. He is wearing a baseball cap on backwards, and I have to say it does something to me. His tattoos add to the bad boy look.

I lean against my car and watch the walking sex God get closer to me. I lick my lips and keep my eyes fastened on his. Liam comes to a stop in front of me but doesn’t say anything. The smell of motor oil and rubber floats around us. Leaning in to kiss my lips softly, he says.

“Fuck, Bambi, you look good in scrubs,” he groans out.

“Really?” Not believing a word he just said. How the hell can he find me attractive in my work scrubs? They are green cotton trousers and an oversized top
. Men are weird.

“Yeah, babe. Sexy and cute at the same time,” he winks at me.

“Well in that case, thank you, Liam. What are you doing here? Do you want to come in for a bit?” I ask.

“Yeah. Is Connie home though?”

“Nope. I have the night to myself. Connie is staying over at my sister’s house for the night. Where is Knox?” I ask, while turning to walk towards my front door. I can feel his eyes on me. All those years ago he told me he loved my tight arse. I hate the gym, so I run when I can.

“Same. Well he is actually sleeping over a friend's house, not your sisters.” He laughs at his answer. I open the door and Liam follows me in. I flick the lights on and head straight for the kitchen. Once I drop my bag on the table, I walk over to the fridge and open it and take out a bottle of beer for me.

“Do you want one?” I ask him.

“Yeah, just the one though.” I nod and pick up another bottle. I remove both the bottle caps and give Liam his. I take a big gulp and watch Liam do the same over the rim of my drink. Liam does the same but with a smirk partially hidden behind the bottle. Feeling brave for once in my life I walk over to Liam and stop in front of him, so that my feet are planted between his open legs. I take his drink out of his hand and place it beside mine on the kitchen worktop. His hands find my hips and they pull me closer to his body. I can feel his erection pressing against my tummy. I place my hands on his stomach and feel the six pack that I know is hiding under there. I feel my way up over his stomach and abs, up over his chest, feeling the muscles tense under my touch. I smile to myself. The heat radiates off of him and seeps into my hand. I look up into his eyes and very much like what I see. His eyes are hooded and filled with lust. And it is all for me.

“Baby, I want you,” he states with a gravelly voice.

“I want you, too, Liam.” In a flash he crashes his lips to mine. His tongue slips into my mouth and I am gone. I sag against his body, and his grip on my waist moves. He slides his hands down over my arse and lifts me up. My legs wrap around his lean hips on instinct. His mouth never leaves mine. I grip the back of his neck, my nails scratching the skin there. Liam moans into my mouth and my core clenches. We kiss and taste one another, enjoying the familiar feel we had so long ago. Liam pulls my body closer to his, rubbing his erection against my pussy; only the material separating us.

“Fuck, that feels good, babe,” he moans. He trails wet, hot kisses along my jaw and down to my neck. I use his shoulders as leverage and rub myself against him when he stops. The heat from our bodies is reaching boiling point, but I know that we need to slow things down. Even with the connection between us, we need to take one day at a time.

“Bedroom?” he asks, from the crook in my neck.

Deja Vu anyone?

“Let’s stay down here. We need to slow down, Li.” I sigh the last words. He sighs into my neck, his breath leaving a damp feeling on my skin. He kisses me once more before he helps me to my feet, but keeping me in his arms. He rests his forehead against mine and closes his eyes. His face is showing the battle that he has going on in his head.

“I’m sorry, Bambi. I let my dick to the talking. He kinda has a mind of his own when you are around,” he chuckles. I laugh with him. He steps back and adjusts his erection in
his jeans, he winces and presses down on the hard shaft.

“It’s fine, Liam. Maybe I can take care of that for you,” I say, pointing to his crotch.

“You want to suck me off, baby?” I nod my head and lick my lips. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

“Slow down you said. I know that as soon as your mouth touches my dick, I am gonna want to be inside of you. I just need to think of puppies and the car that I have to get ready by next weekend. Shit.” He presses down on his dick again and I chuckle. “Oh, you think this is funny?”

“Yep.” I step around him and walk towards the stairs. “I am going to take a shower. Make yourself at home. I won’t be too long,” I tell him with a wink.

“Fuck. Me. You are trying to fucking kill me.” He blows out a big breath and walks towards the living room. I laugh as I climb the stairs.

Yeah, taking things slow with Liam is going to be hard. Well he will be hard, I will just be wet.

Laying under the body of perfection is one of my favourite places to be. The curve of the body, the mixture of scents permeating from every area, the way I get the whole body going with my hands. My touch brings it to life. With a final tweak I call out to Adrian to start her up.

“Try now, mate,” I ask him. He turns the key in the ignition and the car kicks to life. I do a little fist pump under the car, happy that I managed to get this baby up and running for the owner. She is an older lady, in her fifties. She wanted this car restored for her husband as a birthday gift, it was his first ever car. The car is a 1969 Ford Capri in cherry red. It is a beauty. I fucking love restoring the older cars. The owners of the newer cars just want their cars to be suped up. Don’t get me wrong I love playing with the new cars, but the older vintage ones are my passion.