A Little Bit of Us (30 page)

     A tiny gasp escapes me. What the fuck do I say? What the fuck do I do? I don’t want him to leave… “Don’t go now.” I plead a little pathetically and grab his arm that’s holding the case as he makes a move for the door. “Not now. Sleep on it. We’ll talk about it tomorrow.”

     “I’m done talking. Why are you doing this? Let me go.”

     “I CAN’T!” I practically scream loud enough to wake up the entire apartment building. My entire body seems to shrivel a little as he reaches for the door. “I can’t. Let you go.”

     “Why?” he doesn’t look back at me. “Why Maya? Why?”

Say it. Admit it.
Say something!
“Because you’re mine,” my voice is barely above a whisper.
Bingo.
And the winner is.

       “What was that?” he looks back at me over his shoulder. I’m stood in the hall clutching my stomach to relieve the panic and the pain. “Repeat that Maya. I didn’t hear you.”

      “Because you’re mine,” I shout without shame. “And I’m yours and I don’t…” He’s on me before I can finish my sentence. Which would have ended with, “I don’t want you to go. I need you.”

     “Finally. I made a mistake Maya, one I won’t be making again,” he practically snarls and slams his lips against mine. “I love you. I need you. I can’t live without you.”

     He loosens his grip, turns me to face him and carefully places my arms around his neck. He leans in, his gaze so full of heated passion that I nearly melt right here on the spot. My insides quiver with the look of pure lust and love coming from his sparkling greens. Nothing will ever compare to this. Nothing.

     When his lips touch mine
, I can’t stop the trembling that shimmers through every fiber of my being. I hang on tightly as he nibbles at my mouth, barely registering his fingers at the waistband of my skirt. Every touch leaves a burning trail, making me ache for more.

    
Then his hand is inside my panties, soft fingertips circle that sensitive bud as he pushes my skirt off my hips and lets it pool around my ankles. He dips one long finger into my core, then another, catching my cry in his mouth. I buck against him, needing more, needing him, just needing, as his thumb works that nub in perfect rhythm with his fingers against that perfect spot.

     I let my
hands slide down over his broad chest, still hidden by his jacket so I slide that from his shoulders and drop it to the ground, his fingers get back to work instantly, and my fingers map the plane of his muscles all the way to the clasp of his pants. I open them, nipping along his smooth, shaven jaw as I reach inside, wrapping my hand around his warm length. He is big, I forgot how big, smooth, and oh-so-hard against my palm as I stroke him from base to tip. I groan as he slides his fingers out again and lifts me up so I can wrap my legs around his waist. He carries me to the bedroom and lays me down on the bed. Holding me tightly with one arm he shoves his clothing out of the way with the other followed by my own then enters me in one long, smooth thrust. It’s a little painful but so much more pleasurable. It has been far too long.

     My
head falls back, exposing my neck to his mouth, my body is thrumming with the intensity of so much emotion and feeling between us. I feel his lips on my chest as my hands run through his hair and over his shoulders and back. His lips travel up my collarbone and again over my neck before stopping on the tip of my chin. I lift my head, eyes closed as I wait to feel his mouth on mine once more. Just that need to taste his lips, his tongue, to feel his teeth nibble on my swollen lips is almost unbearable.

    
"Open your eyes, Maya," he breathes, and I do, slowly, wanting to savor every inch of his face before meeting his eyes. My insides twitch around him in anticipation. He pulses inside of me as I finally meet his gaze, glad at the intensity staring back at me, his eyes mirroring how I feel inside. "You're mine, Maya. That won’t ever change. I love you."

      “I love you too.” I feel tears spilling slowly down my cheeks as he moves.
"I'm yours," I whisper against his lips.

     He rewards me with a kiss to rival all kisses that I’ve ever received from him and begins to move within me, sending spirals of pleasure rushing through my body. I let my eyes close again, giving myself over completely to the feel of his lips moving down my neck, his body locked tightly to mine. I feel whole, the part of me missing for so long now returned with little effort. How can something so simple between two people heal all of those broken pieces inside? Moving with him, I match his movements as I give myself over to the passion, the love, the lust, the desperation and the need.

     My body tightens, my tunnel grips him as his thrusts come faster and faster like the rhythm to a song
, more insistent, more… just more. The tension inside becomes stronger, exploding out from my core with a shocking intensity as he comes inside of me with a guttural groan.

     “Maya!” he cries out and squeezes my ass with an almost bruising force.

     Suddenly I’m floating, hovering, all of the tension inside seems to fall away as I collapse in his arms. Still reeling from the best, most explosive orgasm of my life I cling to him as he rolls over still inside of me and hugs me against his chest. Wow. “I love you.”

     “
Yeah, me too, and it will never change,” he smiles sheepishly and brushes my hair from my face, the tender gesture is enough to bring tears to my eyes. “I’m sorry.”

     “Me too.”

     “Nice Daisies,” James lips brush my ear as he speaks. I’m cradling a three mont
h old Evelyn in my lap, he’s sitting behind me with his arms securely around my waist as stare at my father’s grave. Sure enough there are the same Gerber Daisies here as the last time I visited.

     “Hmm,” I respond and laugh as Evelyn grabs hold of the flowers we bought
and aims them straight for her mouth. “Could you?” I hand him the baby and get to work on arranging our flowers. “So, it’s been a while… yet again. Sorry about that. I’ve had the baby, as you probably already know…” I giggle, totally inappropriate for a graveyard. “I feel stupid.”

     “Keep going.”

     “Evelyn can say dada, but she’s just making noise.”

     James pinches my side, “She knows what she’s saying.”

     “Whatever,” it’s true, she does know who she’s calling for. Smartest three month old in the entire world. “So… yeah.” Evelyn starts squirming and shows signs of restlessness which always leads to crying. “Will you take her back to the car? It’s cool out. I just need a minute.”

     He nods and kisses my forehead, “Come on stinkers. Let’s go get your diaper changed.”

     I watch his retreating form. A broad smile on my face as Evelyn’s giggles float through the silent air as he blows raspberries on her neck whilst walking. Such a beautiful sight.

    With a heavy sigh I turn back to my father’s resting place, “Daddy. You did
good.” I lock eyes with James, he’s looking back over his shoulder at me. “You did real good. Thank you.” A stray tear falls from my eye, I wipe it away, kiss my wet fingers and place them over his name. “If you hadn’t have thought ahead, I wouldn’t have this. I wouldn’t have James and I wouldn’t have Evelyn. Everything is perfect dad. I wish I’d listened to you, I should have tried harder, but things have worked out well. I just wish you could be here to meet her, she looks so much like you when she smiles, it’s heartbreaking and warming all at the same time.” Sigh. “What was my first word? I imagine it was daddy too. And if it wasn’t I apologize for that.” I take another glance around me, the place is empty still. “I miss you, so much.” Breathe in, breathe out. “Sometimes when I walk into the office I half expect to find you sat there shuffling through papers or shouting at someone on the phone. You never cared if I disturbed you, as soon as you saw me you’d smile as if I was your favorite person in the world. I promise I’m going to raise Evelyn with as much love as you gave me. This time, for once, I can honestly swear to you that I won’t let you down.”

     I sit in silence for a few more minutes, letting the breeze blow across my skin and tangle my hair
, letting it chill the tears that are soaking my cheeks. It’s peaceful, it’s relaxing, and it’s the best feeling in the world. I am so utterly content and it truly is amazing. There’s been an unfortunate mistake I’ve been making the past few months, one where I’ve said time and time again, I’ve lost the old Maya. Or I don’t know where Maya has gone. She was never really me, I grew up, somewhere along the line I grew and I changed. This is Maya, this is me and I’ve never been happier with myself. I’m finally someone that my dad, James and so many others can be proud of. More importantly I’m finally proud of myself.

    
With a large tearful smile I clear my throat, climb to my feet, wipe my tear stained face and head back to the car, he should have seen by now.    Keep your fingers crossed for me dad.

    
I can see the car, I can see James… he’s twisting something round on his ring finger. He’s said yes. Slowly he looks up and green eyes meet mine, green eyes filled with tears and love. I laugh once and run to him, like I haven’t seen him in years. He said yes.

     I look at my daughter in her car seat
when I reach the car, she’s wearing a gorgeous white dress over the baby vest that has pink lettering that reads,
‘Marry Mommy’
, on the front. I wonder if he saw the back which reads,
‘Or else’
. Who cares? He’s said yes! He would have seen it when he got her undressed to change her diaper.

     I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist, he buries his face in my hair as I press my eyes to his neck. “Baby,” he croaks and kisses behind my ear. I gave him the ring I actually gave him for Christmas, I put it on a chain around Evelyn’s neck
and tucked it under her dress so he’d see it when he saw her baby vest. Poor little monkey, I didn’t change her before we left knowing he’d do it in the car here. Everything has gone as planned. “Really?” I hate the tone of disbelief in his voice. Mainly because I put it there.

     “No.”
I deadpan.
Enough of the jokes already.
Right. Got it.

     He pinches my backside causing me to
squeal and wipes his eyes on his sleeve. “I love you.”

     “Yeah, me too,” I kiss his nose and then his lusciously soft lips. “This will be one to tell the grandkids. How I proposed to you in the graveyard.”

      He chuckles and sucks my lower lip into his mouth before lowering me to the ground. “Thank you. For everything.”

      “Don’t thank me yet. I’m probably going to do stupid shit and drive you crazy.”

      “Yeah.”

      “I’ll probably get our kids to join in too.”

      He laughs. “Yeah.”

      “You’ll probably end up hating me.” This thought makes me feel sick. I lower my eyes. He presses his lips to my forehead, “Baby. Never. I swear.”

     “I love you,” I say it again because it just has to be said, it hasn’t been said enough. Ever since our wild night of passion two months ago followed by so many more we have cried out soppy shit into the night. I don’t ever want to go a day without telling him I love him and how much I mean it.

     “Yeah, me too,” he responds with that heart stopping smile that belong
s solely to me. “Always.”

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This book is part of the Little Bits series
.

A Little Bit of Crazy (Part One) 

A Little Bit of Us (Part Two)

A Little Bit of Trouble (Lucas’ story
. Coming soon
)