Adam, Enough Said (This Can't be Happening) (38 page)

Sounded interesting.

“
TiVo it,” I ordered, before I lifted to unbutton the jean, cut-off shorts I’d been dying to get her out of all day.

She stopped me with her hand and whispered, “I
can’t do this.”

I
stopped and looked down at her face. She looked petrified.

“You’re scared,” I told her, and even though it wasn’t a question, she still agreed
.

“Yes.”

“Is that why you keep making excuses for me to stop?"

Silence, and then,
“Yes,” she whispered.

I let out a deep breath as I
studied her carefully. “Mia, there’s nothing to be scared of. I love you. I’ll take care of you and I won’t let anything happen to you. I want you pregnant with my baby more than anything I’ve ever wanted in my life. I want this house full of little redheaded monsters by the time I’m forty, and I’m already thirty-one. You’ve been on birth control for a long time, so it’ll probably take a while for you to get pregnant anyway. We should start now.”

She took a shuddering breath before speaking.
“But you don’t know if it’ll work out.”

I wasn’t sure if she meant us or the pregnancy, but it didn’t matter.

“Yeah, Mia, I do. I can’t control nature, but I can control our relationship, and whatever happens, we’ll get through it together. You and me. I want this…” I touched her stomach, “…filled with my baby, and I want to experience it all with you. I also know you still dream about having a family of your own. I won’t give up and I won’t ever let you go again, so you might as well give in now.”

Tears filled her eyes, but she didn’t let them fall. She stared so deep
ly into my eyes I wondered if she saw into my heart.

“
But it's only been two days,” she whispered.

"Does it feel like it's only been two days? Because i
t feels like a lot longer to me, and besides, like I said, you won't get pregnant tomorrow. You'll have time to get used to the idea."

She closed her eyes and they stayed that way. I felt miserable at her dismissal and moved to get up, but was stunned when she pulled me to a stop.

“Adam, if you hurt me, you will never
ever
see me again. I'm scared, but I'm also strong enough to know that I want this too.”

I kissed her
once, and then once more, before I rested my forehead against hers.

“I’m glad you agreed because I want to come inside you so fuckin’ bad
... I would have cried if you said no.”

I felt her smile.
“Hmmm…well then, you better hurry. I don’t like sissy boys.”

Hurry? Hell no. I was taking my sweet as
s time.

And I
did.

I stood, turned off the TV
and dimmed the lights.

I lifted Mia off the couch and
I took my time undressing her. I took my time caressing every inch of her smooth skin. I took my time memorizing every sexy curve, every erotic dip and every sensual swell of her perfectly shaped body.

"Bed?" I asked.

"Right here," she returned.

Th
at was all I needed to hear. I snatched the blanket off the back of the couch and threw it half-ass over the carpet.

We moved to the floor.

I lay at her side and took my time kissing, nipping and teasing every inch of her warm flesh until her body was begging me to take her.

And I did.

I covered her body with mine and took my time entering her. Gently. Slowly. I took my time kissing her sweet mouth and licking her soft lips. I took my time savoring the feel of her insides clenching around me, and I took my time pleasuring her. I took my time swallowing every one of her sweet moans and enticing whimpers.

But as soon as her teeth rasped against
my neck, I couldn’t take my time anymore.

I pushed harder and faster until
our bodies were hot and slick. I pressed my chest to hers, gripped her thighs, lifted them higher and sank deeper. When her nails bit into my back, I knew she was close.

“Adam,” she breathed in my ear before nipping it
.

I groaned
, and a moment later, I felt her orgasm rip through her body and she took me along for the ride. I followed her down and came so hard inside her I wasn’t sure if the pleasure would ever stop.

“Next ti
me, I get to do all that to you," she panted against my ear moments later.

I chuckled and
moved to roll off her, but to my surprise, she wrapped her arms around my neck to hold me in place.

“I like you where you are,” she
whispered and I lifted my head, brushed the hair off her face, and kissed her.

“So do I,
Baby, but I don’t want to crush you. Come on.”

“W
ait. Where are we going?” she asked as I pulled her to stand.

“Shower.
”

I
held her hand and pulled her with me until we made it to the bathroom...where I showed her body even more attention.

“Freckles, you went a little crazy looking for your birth control pills, don’t you think?” Her clothes were scattered all over the floor. I had to step on most of them just to get to the dresser.

“
Uhhh…yeah, sorry about that. I’ll pick them up in a minute.” I heard her shuffling around as she spoke and I knew she was probably looking through one of the trash bags for something to sleep in.

Then I heard, “Can I borrow
one of your shirts until I can sort through my stuff?”

I slipped into
my boxer-briefs and replied, “Whatever you want, Baby.” I searched through my dresser, pulled out a white t-shirt and turned just in time to see Mia slipping some panties on underneath her towel.

I wanted her again.

"Unh huh. Not happening, Adam," she said through a smile when she caught my look.

"What
?" I asked innocently as I handed over my shirt.

She took it from my hands and let her towel drop to the floor. I sucked in a sharp breath.
She was perfect. She was in little black lacy panties with a pink bow on the front. I had to adjust myself as I watched her slip my shirt over her head, even though I'd just finished having her in the shower a second time.

"You can have me
again after you help me pick up my clothes."

She raised her eyebrows in expectation and I
sighed.

"Why can't I have you before
and
after?" I might have sounded like a whiny horny teenager, but what man wouldn’t?

Her smile grew and her eyes lit up. "You know
, if you have me before, there won’t
be
an after."

She was right, of course. If I had her
before, I'd never let her out of bed. But I didn't have to like it.

She stepped closer,
her hands hit my chest and she lifted her face to mine. "You look sexy when you pout," she said sweetly, and I sighed.

"Let's do this so I can get you in bed," I ordered
and after a swift kiss, we got down to business sorting her shit.

As we started going through
the first few bags, I waited and wondered if she was going to ask about my conversation with Spencer. I didn't want her to worry about it, but she also needed to know what to expect.

"
Are you planning on asking me about my conversation with Spencer about Max's messages?"

Her
eyes found mine and they looked worried. "I was, but I’m not sure I want to know. I figured if it was something bad you would have told me by now. Why? What happened?"

"Nothing
too bad, but remember how I mentioned you should go shopping with Lex tomorrow?" She nodded. "I'm not sure that's a good idea anymore." She visibly stiffened and I continued. "He mentioned following Eric and he mentioned finding you. I don't want anything to happen to you, Mia."

"Oh
my God...I didn’t even think…I was so upset. I need to call Eric and warn him," she rushed out and looked around the room, probably for her phone.

"Mia, calm down. I already called him."

She twisted and breathed, "You did?"

"Yeah. I told him to keep an eye out and call in anything suspicious. Spencer's working on tracking where the calls came from, so w
e'll see. Don't stress about it. I won't let anything happen to you."

She studied me
closely and the trust she had for me shone bright in her eyes. Her body relaxed and she responded, "Thank you."

"Always,
Baby."

I jerked awake and immediately searched for Mia, though I wasn't sure why since she was on her side with her head on my shoulder, arm around my stomach and leg tangled with mine.

"Baby, what's wrong
?" she asked having been awakened by my movement. I laid still a moment. I didn't know what was wrong; I just knew something wasn't right.

And then I practically threw her away from me and jumped out of bed.

"Adam --"

"Get dressed,
Baby, and hurry. I smell smoke." She didn't hesitate jumping out of bed after me. I had no idea why the smoke alarm hadn't gone off, but I knew I had to get Mia out of the house.

Fuck!

My heart was beating triple time and I ran to throw on some shorts. I heard Mia running around as well. The bedroom door had been left open and I moved to look down the hall, but as soon as I passed by the bedroom window something caught my attention and stopped me in my tracks.

I saw
exactly where the fire was coming from.

"Fuck!" I shouted and everything
that happened next moved at warp speed. I turned to Mia, who was already watching me with terror in her eyes, and barked, "Call 911, tell them there's a fire and stay in this room until I come back. Lock the door behind me, and Mia, whatever you do, do not open that door until you hear me."

I walked to the
nightstand, pulled out my Glock and ran out of the room without waiting for Mia's response.

I could have run outside
, waited for the fire truck and watched Mia’s car burn, but I didn't give a shit about anything but Mia's safety. I checked every room in the house on the top floor before moving downstairs. Regardless if all the windows and doors appeared closed and locked, I checked room after room and closet after closet. I had to make sure Max wasn't in the house. I had no doubt it was him who set the fire.

My instincts told me so.

He had to have followed Eric here. It was too much of a coincidence; the voicemail, Max’s warning, Eric coming over, Mia’s car…all of it. Things always happened for a reason.

When I was sure the house was secured, I walked to the front door and just so happened to step out onto the front porch as the fire truck was pulling up. Luckily, our house sat on a little over three acres so all the neighbors were safe.
My truck was also backed up to the front door because I hadn’t moved it since unloading all Mia’s stuff, and my Tahoe was still parked in the garage. Both seemed to be far enough away from Mia’s car.

Fuck! She
’s gonna be so upset.

I watched t
he firefighters get off and they immediately started working to put out the fire. One of them came to me and I introduced myself, gave him a quick rundown, and seconds later, four uniformed officers showed up. One I knew, the others I didn’t. I gave them the rundown as well as fast as I could and then I went back inside, grabbed my cell phone and headed upstairs.

“Mia! Open the door,
Baby.” I knocked on the door and waited. A moment later, the lock turned, the door opened and Mia stood in front of me with tears in her eyes. I cupped her cheek, needing to feel her warmth in my hands. She looked devastated, but she wasn’t crying.

“Are you okay
?” I asked low.

She took a deep breath, held it, nodded
, and then exhaled long and hard.

T
hen we both turned at the sound of a phone ringing, and it wasn’t mine. Mia ran to the night stand and I followed. Her hands were shaking as she fumbled to pull the phone off the charger.

“Hello,”
she answered, but when she heard nothing she continued, “Max, is that you?”

She
shook her head at me, pulled the phone away from her ear to look at the screen and then hit the speaker button.

“
Max, if you’re there, please say something,” she begged, but nothing came from the other end. She swallowed hard, looked me in the eye and tried again, “Max, please say something.”

“I saw you
...” Max hissed before roaring, “I fucking saw you with him!”

Mia’s eyes squeezed tight.