What Happened After Vegas? (Unexpected Love #2) (15 page)

"What
are you going to do?" Rachel asked with genuine concern.
"Doesn't she realize how important that is? I don't understand
women sometimes. Some of them just don't get how lucky they are."

"I'm
putting her back on the payroll. I told her she could work from home
doing things I don't want to do. It pisses me off. She should be
gone. I would never let anyone else come back. I just don't know what
else to do. I'm not giving her insurance while she sits on her ass
and does nothing. I can't do it. I don't want her in the building
either. She needs the money and will be able to go to all of the
appointments she needs. This baby didn't ask for her or him for
parents. I'm not doing this over the weekend. I'll do some research
on Monday, but I'm sure we'll need a DNA test before she can take him
to court. If he denies the baby, she'll need proof. There is no way
she is putting that baby through any kind of test before it's born. I
don't even know how it all works. I don't want to contact him. If I
do, it may do something against your order. I don't want to give him
any advantages when it comes to you. You are my number one priority
in all of this. I just want to hold you right now. When I'm with you,
everything else disappears."

"You're
a good man, Cliff. I'm the luckiest woman in the entire world. You
care so much. I really like that about you."

"I
try to be, but he is testing every boundary I have. I guarantee, he
will never work as a lawyer in this state again," Cliff said.

"Just
let him go for now," she said, as Cliff's eyes widened and she
felt him stiffen in her arms. "He needs a job for her to get
support from him, babe. She's lucky to have you as her brother. I
hope she appreciates you."

"Are
you okay with this?" he asked.

"I
don't have a choice," she answered. "I can't live in the
past. I'm done with it all."

Cliff
looked down at the floor and laughed.

"What
in the world is all over the floor? I can't believe I didn't notice
it when I came in."

"I
was getting a craft ready for Monday," she said with a smile. "I
planned on having it done before you got home. It was a bigger job
than I thought. I'm sorry. I'll clean it all up."

She
moved to stand, and he pulled her back to him.

"Were
you finished with it?" he asked.

She
shook her head no.

"Come
on," he said, as he scooted onto the floor from the couch. "Show
me what we need to do. Then we'll go to bed and stay there the entire
weekend. We're turning off our phones and shutting out the rest of
the world."

"Really?"
she asked in an excited tone. "You really want to help me?"

She
sat down on the floor next to him and started moving things around.

"Of
course," he said.

Rachel
was so happy. It was something simple, but it meant the world to her.
He helped her cut and package the parts and directions. They talked
and joked the entire time. She told him she needed samples of the
project and asked if he would sit with her while she made one. He got
up to get a few of the things she needed to finish it and grabbed one
for himself. They sat together on the living room floor making
crafts. When they were finished, she looked over at him with tears in
her eyes.

"Thank
you so much," she said, as she reached over and took his face in
her hands. "That was the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for
me. I can't remember the last time I've had that much fun. You
probably think that's crazy. I'm sure you're used to fancy dates out,
but this was better than any date I've ever had."

She
kissed him softly.

"Better
than Elton John in Vegas?" he asked.

"That
was awesome," she said. "I will admit that. I was so
nervous that night. I was worried about disappointing you. I never
imagined you'd be the one. What you just did for me was amazing. You
work hard all day. I can't believe you came home, got on the floor,
and helped me with something for school. You're so supportive. I hope
you know how much I appreciate you."

She
pushed him back, and he pulled her down with him.

"Those
kids are important to you, and you're important to them. I'm happy
that you care so much about your job. The world needs more teachers
like you. They spend more time with you than they do with their own
parents. You're good at what you do. I have to admit, me helping was
a bit selfish as well. The faster you got done, the faster I could
get you in bed. If this still needed done, you'd think about it all
weekend. I want all of your attention."

Cliff
pulled her down and kissed her, as he rolled her onto her back.

"Don't
tell my staff I was on the floor doing crafts. It was actually fun,"
he joked. "I have a reputation to uphold. I'm not sure that
would help it."

Rachel
burst into laughter, as he started to tickle her sides.

"You're
pretty good at it," she joked back. "I think you're my new
sample maker."

"Anytime,
baby," he said. "As long as your next to me."

Cliff
stood up, pulled her up from the floor, and pointed to the stairs.

"Bed,
woman," he snapped.

Rachel
laughed and headed for the stairs. Cliff smacked her on the ass as
she passed him. He shut everything off and checked the doors before
following up the stairs.

The
weekend went exactly as Cliff said it would. Rachel shut her phone
off. He left his on for work but never answered it. They never left
the house and barely left the bedroom. She could never remember a
time in her life that she was as happy as she had been since she met
Cliff. No matter what came her way, she knew she would get through it
with him by her side. He made her feel loved, cherished, safe, and so
wanted. She had never felt sexy before. Cliff made sure she felt sexy
every chance he could.

Monday
morning came and their alarms began to beep. They both hurried to
turn them off. Neither of them wanted to leave the comfort of their
bed. She had thought back on the weekend they had just had.

"I
was thinking," she said. "Do you think you could give Rose
Sunday off each week?"

"What?"
he asked, as he got up from the bed. "Why?"

"I
just thought it would be nice to have one day of the week completely
alone. I want to make you breakfast on Sunday mornings and dinner on
Sunday nights. I'll do the dishes and keep up everything those days.
I don't want you to cut her pay or anything. The poor woman works
seven days a week."

"Don't
make it sound like that," he said. "There are times I'm out
of town. Sometimes I tell her to take days off if I won't be around.
She's had more time than ever off since we started dating. All those
times I stayed at your house, she had time to herself."

"I
know," she said. "She's always on call with you. If you
were busy she got time off. Don't you think it would be nice for her
to know ahead of time that she was off every Sunday. I just want to
be able to do things for you too. At my place I could. I'm not asking
you to do it. You work your ass off. I wouldn't expect you to cook or
clean. I just wanted to be able to do some of the normal life things
for you too. I don't know."

"I'm
sure you're right," he said, as he buttoned his dress shirt.
"She'd like a scheduled day off each week. I never really
thought about it like that. She's visited her family a few times.
She'd probably like to do it more often. I've never heard her
complain about anything. I've been thinking lately about not letting
life pass me by. I don't want her to feel like it passed her by while
she was working for me either. You ready to take on all of my needs
every Sunday?"

"Most
definitely," she said with a wink before jumping out of bed and
running for the bathroom.

He
was right behind her. Cliff held her hair and rubbed her back, as he
threw his tie around his neck.

"I'm
making you an appointment," he said. "It's been a week and
you've gotten sick five times. Have you been sick at all when I
haven't been with you?"

Rachel
stood up and began to brush her teeth.

"No,"
she said. "It's just nerves. So much has been going on the past
few weeks."

"I
want to know that it's just nerves. I'll feel better when a doctor
confirms it."

"Cliff,"
she snapped. "I'm fine."

"Stop,"
he said. "It's not negotiable."

"Don't
pull that lawyer shit on me," she said.

He
walked up behind her, turned her around, and held her chin in his
hand.

"It's
my job to keep you safe. I would never forgive myself if anything
ever happened to you. If you don't go to the doctor, I'll worry about
you. I need to know that everything's okay. Could you please not
argue this with me. We'll go, and they will say it's just nerves.
I'll feel much better. Would you do that for me?"

She
shook her head in his hand with her toothbrush hanging out of her
mouth.

"Good,"
he said with a smirk. "I'll make an appointment for after work
today. I'm going with you. That way I can hear it for myself. Now,
get that sexy, naked ass ready for school before I spank it."

Cliff
walked out of the bathroom with his tie hanging around his neck. It
took all she had not to grab him by it. The room got quiet. He must
have gone down to the kitchen already, she thought.

Rachel
looked in the mirror. She was brushing her hair when she snickered
and put on a serious face.

"It's
not negotiable," she said in a bossy tone into the mirror.

She
felt him before she saw him. With his hand on her back, he nudged her
down. Her naked breasts felt cool against the marble counter and she
gasped. She saw his hand move back in the mirror a moment before she
felt the smack and sting that followed. Rachel couldn't help the moan
that escaped her. She looked into the mirror and saw his eyes look
deep into hers. His hand rubbed the spot he had just made contact
with. He pulled back and spanked her again. It was one of the hottest
things she had ever experienced.

"Was
that supposed to be funny?" he asked. "Is that what you do
when I leave the room?"

Their
was a playful sexiness in his voice, but it was mixed with the deep
tone that always went straight to her core. She felt desired as she
looked into the mirror and saw him. He pulled back and spanked her a
third time before again rubbing the spot. She was so unbelievably
turned on. He wrapped her hair around his hand and pulled slightly.
When he leaned down over her back and kissed her neck, she thought
she was going to come instantly. Seeing them like that was so sexy.
He looked up into the mirror at her.

"Do
you have any idea how sexy you look with your neck open, your body
bent over beneath me, your bare nipples hard against the cool
counter, and your sexy ass with my handprint naked in front of me?"

Rachel
closed her eyes and moaned as he ran his fingers down her bare back.

"What
would you say if I told you I want you to stay perfectly still while
I get on my knees and devour your pussy?"

Rachel
moaned again, as he moved his fingers to her clit.

"Shit!"
he groaned. "You're so damn wet and ready. We can't waste that,
can we? I'm going to lick and suck every single bit of you before I
thrust my tongue inside of you. Once you come around my tongue, I'm
going to watch your face as I take you from behind."

He
kissed her neck as he pinched her nipple and played with her clit.