Conklin's Foundation (Conklin's Trilogy) (26 page)

“Not yet, baby doll.  I’m not done exploring you.  You get a little impatient the second my pants come off,” he flirted.

I pouted my lips up at him.  His mischievous grin spread across his face as he traveled down my body, kissing each toe.  I giggled and wiggled m
y feet.  Tyler grinned up at me then moved his lips up my ankles to my shins, creating a trail with his warm breath and tongue.  I squirmed again once he reached my knee, causing a small sigh to escape his mouth.  He traced his tongue up my thigh and hip, taking his time, wanting to not miss any part of my heated skin.

His mouth moved to my stomach, continuing his torturous kisses.  My abdomen clenched under the warmth of his mouth.  “You’re so perfect, Becca,” he murmured into my skin.  He ran his hands over my most insecure place, caressing out all of my self-doubt and uncertainty.

After he thoroughly kissed my stomach, he moved upward to my breasts, tugging and licking, causing me to gasp.

I ran my hands through his hair and down his spin
e.  He was being so sensual and caring, showing appreciation and affection for my body.  I felt so wanted, so cherished and loved.

Finally, his lips came back to mine, giving me sweet gentle kisses.  “Oh, Becca,” he hummed in between kisses. 

I pulled his head back, looking up at him with gratitude.

“What?” he
asked, wondering why I made him stop.

“You are making me feel so…” I choked, emotion taking over.

“Baby doll…” he said softly, bringing his hands to my face. 

I sucked in a breath of air while taking a long blink, afraid tears were going to fall down my face.

“Tyler…” I groaned, my lips barely touching his. 

The connection we were building was so strong, so powerful.  My body felt connected to him in so many ways, I felt I was going to mold into him and
we were going to become one.

Tyler finally took my lips, claiming me with his mouth.  Our kissing became heated, my hands digging into hi
s shoulders and back. I wanted him so badly.  I wanted him always and forever.  I just gave him all of me, showing myself and letting down my wall.  I trusted him with my most precious insecurity, and he took it with ease, cradling it as though it was fragile, letting it bloom into confidence and comfort.  The urge to show him my body was strong now, and the more his eyes took me in, the more I wanted him to look, and only him.

A faint buzzing sound started to ring through the house, but we were so entangled in each other’s trances we didn’t realize what was happening.  The buzzing got louder, and finally Tyler pulled away, closing his eyes for a long second, trying to catch his breath.

“Is that your doorbell?”  I asked, confused and out of breath.

“Yes,” he groaned through gritted teeth.  “I swear to God.  I’m going to kill Mitch,” Tyler grumbled.

He looked down at me with longing eyes as I frowned.  Why was his brother ringing his door so late on Christmas when we had just seen him?

As though Tyler read my mind, he said, “He is probably coming to get a condom.  Remember his place is below us?  Well
, on Tuesday he did the same thing just as I was falling asleep.”

The loud buzz rang again, causing Tyler to groan loudly while reluctantly pulling himself from me.  I huffed under my breath.  Mitch had put us on pause for the second time today.  I jumped up and went into the bathroom while Tyler rummaged through his drawers to find a
t-shirt.  I threw on a robe from my bag and walked back in the room.

“I need to go check the guest room drawers and see if I have any condoms there.  I’m going to bitch him out,” Tyler grumbled again.

I let out a little giggle as I went the opposite way, hearing the loud buzz again.  Tyler cursed at the sound.

“I will go let him in,” I
laughed, although I didn’t think Tyler heard me.  I’m sure he would have thrown a fit knowing I was answering the door to his brother in my silky cream thigh length robe.  Maybe he would get possessive again and drag me to his bedroom.  The thought made my legs tingle more than they already were.

With a grin plastered to my face, I unlocked the deadbolt and doorknob.  I cracked open the door and was startled when the green eyes staring back at me weren’t Mitch’s.

Chapter 14

“Oh… I’m sorry.  I thought someone else lived here.  They must have moved,” the owner of the green eyes said seeming flustered.

I opened the door further, taking a full view of the exotic woman standing at Tyler’s door late at night on Christmas.  She
had ivory skin and a mass of red curls surrounding her head that fell well past her shoulders.  Her green eyes were bright and piercing.  She was tall and thin,
very thin. 
She had a good six inches on me.  I bet she was in her early 40s.  She was wearing a black and white poke a dot dress that snug to her slim frame.

I wrapped my robe around my chest
tighter, afraid to hear the answer to my question.  “Who are you looking for?”

She looked past me into the house then surveyed the area.

“It doesn’t matter.  I’m sorry I bothered you.  Have a lovely holiday,” she apologized, shaking her head and smiling.

“Mitch, she better be worth-” Tyler stopped dead in his tracks about 10 feet from us, where the arched entry way met the hallway
and led into the massive living area.  His jaw dropped, at first on me, then he looked past me and his face went white, his scowl appearing while his lips formed a thin line.

I looked back at the woman, my eyes widening as I realized who she was.
  Older, attractive, mysterious…

Manipulative, malicious, and a shitty nanny.

Her green eyes changed as though they were on fire then turned into slits like a snake as she furrowed her eyebrows.  The charge in the air was electric and powerful between them.  I felt like an intruder.   I hugged my arms wanting to disappear. 

Why is she here? 

She wants a booty call, that’s why.

Ugh.  Sometimes my inner monologue really need
ed to shut the hell up.

Tyler slowly walked over to me, his eyes never leaving Margo
’s.  His shoulders were broad and his chin was dipped down, anger pulsating off of his body, but yet the charge felt like more.  For whatever reason, I didn’t feel like I was the only one with a racing pulse.  And I was pretty sure my pulse was racing for the complete opposite reason.

“Becc
a, why don’t you go back to bed?  I will be there in a minute,” Tyler said firmly.  Even though he said it as a question, it was meant to be a command.  He didn’t even look at me.  He didn’t even touch me.  Did he not want her to know we were together?  He was always so possessive. Why wasn’t he acting that way now?

I wanted to stomp my feet and throw a tantrum, demand that I stay while he talked to her.  But I didn
’t.  I stood still for a moment then glanced between the undoubted connection that was being shared between them.

With a heavy heart, I slowly turned to leave the entryway, feeling uninvited and out of place.

Tyler grabbed my bicep, a little too firmly as I started to walk.  I halted, looking up at him, startled by his sudden grasp.

He pulled me closer t
o him then kissed my cheek.  “I will be just a minute,” he promised, his voice calmer and eyes softer.

I gave him a
small smile, still very uncomfortable that his old nanny who used to have him throw her against walls and fuck her was standing on his doorstep. 

He let go of my arm
and stroked it gently, then nodded his head towards the hallway. 

I
miraculously walked away not shedding a tear, but I was certain I looked uneasy and scared.  Scared of what would happen the second I left the room.  My feet betrayed me and stopped just in the doorframe of his bedroom.  I could hear murmuring, but no words were formed. Did I even want to hear what they were saying?  I stood still, not wanting to make noise, and tried to focus.  But I still couldn’t make any words out.  Giving up, I walked into Tyler’s room and sat on the end of the bed.

I hugged myself tighter, worry settling in my nerves.  What was he saying to her?

Then I heard a loud
thud
.

My breath caught.  What the hell was that
noise?  I started to bounce my crossed leg, willing for my ears to work like magic and hear anything from the entry way.

Thud.

What was going on?   I stood up, pacing back and forth.  Then the blood drained from my face.  Was he?

Thud Thud.

NO!  He wouldn’t.  Would he?  My Ty wouldn’t do that.  Not now that we had each other.  He loved me, not her.  Didn’t he? 

Thud.

Oh my gosh! I was going to scream and pull my hair out!  If he were throwing her up against the wall while I was waiting for him naked under my robe I would have a coronary.  Actually, I would probably need to be taken to the loony bin because I would go ape shit on him and that old bitch.

Not being able to stand it anymore and allow
ing my uncertainty in Tyler’s faithfulness shine through, I marched down the hall and to the entryway.  To my surprise when I got there, the area was empty and the front door was closed.

Where the hell did they go? 

My heart pounded as I searched the overly large condo, terrified of what I might find. They were nowhere to be found.

Tears stung my eyes as I found my way back to Tyler’s bedroom.  Did he leave with her?
Maybe he was walking her to her car?  Why didn’t he tell me?  Was he leaving the condo so he wouldn’t feel bad for screwing her with me being in the same condo?

I buried my face in my hands, feeling
like such an idiot.  Why did I take my clothes off for him?  Why did that goddess have to come and ruin our perfect moment?  The moment I decided to give Tyler everything, including all of my insecurities?  Well now they were back, after seeing who he was used to looking at.

She looked nothing like me, and she was all kinds of beautiful.  There wasn’t even a small bit of comparison between the two of us.
  She was tall and thin while I was short and frumpy.

I tugged off my robe and took Tyler’s undershirt from off the floor.  It smel
led like him.  His Hugo cologne seeping off the chest, a hint of his sweat; God, it was so appetizing.  But then my heart shrunk.  Was he really off with her?

I found the
lacy royal blue Cubs panties on the floor and slid them on, replaying the intimacy they had brought between Tyler and me just moments before that bitch knocked on his door.  I crawled into his bed, letting silent tears fall down my cheeks while closing my eyes.  I didn’t know what was happening or what to believe, but I was going to be devastated if she came here to take my Ty.

~

Twenty long
minutes went by and I heard the sound of the front door slamming shut.  I kept my eyes closed, afraid to talk to Tyler.  The comforter was pulled up to my shoulders.  I had a tight grip on it, hoping Tyler would believe I was sleeping, even if he were going to throw me out.

I felt the bed dip
and heard Tyler sigh.  “I’m sorry about that,” he whispered.  I still didn’t say anything but only kept my back turned away from him and my eyes closed.

I felt his breath on my cheek.  “Baby doll?” he whispered, moving my hair away from my face and off my neck.
I felt his lips on my shoulder then on my neck.

“
I love you, so much,” he whispered again.

I still didn’t move
and tried to keep my breathing normal, even though I wanted to shout and cry for him to tell me where he had been and what he had done.  I didn’t know what to say to him, and I was worried if I opened my mouth to try, huge sobs would escape me, and I wasn’t in the mood to cry over him again.

Tyler finally sighed and got up off the bed, taking off towards the bathroom.  Once he was done, he walked back to my side of the bed.  I kept completely still.  He sat down next to my tightly wound body.  It felt like he was staring at my eyes, willing them to open.  He was trying to figure out if I actually fell asleep or I if I just didn’t want to talk to him.

He sighed again then went to his side of the bed, tentatively putting his hand on my hip.  His hands for the first time didn’t bring comfort, but made me worry they had been touching someone else.  Avoiding the urge to squirm away from his burning touch, I attempted to drift off into an unsettled sleep.

~

Buzz…
buzz… buzz…

I slowly opened my eyes.  It was still dark, and I was
lying on my stomach, Tyler’s hand firmly placed on my lower back, spreading warmth throughout my whole back.  I could hear his heavy breaths as he slept soundly.

Buzz…
buzz… buzz…

I nuzzled my face into the pillow, squeezing it then rolled my head to the side facing the night
stand.