Authors: Brittany White
ROMANCE : PARANORMAL ROMANCE: Unwanted mate (BBW Pregnancy Werebear Shifter Romance) (New Adult Paranormal Romance) (40 page)
Before she realized it he was on top of her. “What? How did you move so quickly?”
He held her above him, she didn’t struggle, and she knew it wasn’t worth it. He was a monster compared to her. The fact that he had caught her before she could even move had shocked her. But in his arms she felt no fear, only security, she knew that Derrick would not hurt her. She laid back into his arms a bit more.
Derrick looked down into her face and eyes. He saw the peace that he felt over her body and his as well. It seemed natural to him to have her in his arms. She was light , so light in his arms. He looked at her lips, he wanted nothing more to kiss them.
Mac could see the telltale look in his eyes, or so she hoped. Because her next move would all depend on if she had read them right or not. She leaned up and kissed him lightly on his lips. It was just a small little kiss, but she hoped it let him know everything he needed to know.
Derrick felt her lips lightly touch his and felt the kiss, it was over before he wanted it to end. He lowered his mouth to hers, and took her over. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, not invading it but exploring it lightly. He didn’t try to overpower her at all, but he wanted her to feel his passion.
Mac could feel it, there was a connection between them, not just her imagination. The kiss he gave her left no doubt. It was a sweet probing of her mouth on his part, and she did the same, pushing her tongue to meet his. Their tongues danced for a few minutes, and they both pulled back.
Derrick looked down at her, afraid but excited. He really was burned by his ex, and she popped up quickly in his mind to torture him. “Really you think she would ever want you? I didn’t and you threw yourself at me for a while. You thought I wanted you, maybe you are just thinking she wants you right now.” Her voice sounded off in his mind.
Mac could see the conflict of emotions going over his face. She touched the side of her face with her fingertips. It worked she grabbed his attention. Instead of saying anything though, she put her mouth on his again, and kissed him intensely. She didn’t want sex, no she just wanted to let him know that he was something special to her. As she pulled her mouth from his, she could see the fire in his eyes.
“I don’t know what I can offer you, I’m broken, and I don’t know how long it will take to fix myself.” Derrick said looking down at her, he had walked into the water, but was still holding her close. He didn’t want to lose the contact of her skin on his, it felt so nice, so odd after so long without a person.
“Everyone is broken in all honesty, in one way or another. Maybe not by someone else, but there could be a part of their past that haunts them through the years, and makes them feel they are unlovable even. But you have to realize that there may be someone who will help you feel better as you fix those broken parts of you.” Mac said.
“You are so beautiful, and such a good person. What if I’m not a nice guy when you get to know me? I don’t want to be hurt again, I can’t take it.”
“Love is always a gamble, you will never find it if you don’t give yourself to another person. You either throw the dice, or you hold them close and never find someone. Me? Well I’m willing to take a chance to find another person who will love me like I love them. If it’s you, this would be great. I think there is a good chance, and you know what? I’m very willing to take that chance. The ball is in your court though, I can’t force you into this. I learned my lesson if you love someone you can’t make them love you no matter what, if they don’t at the start.” Mac said, the whole time thinking of the past mistakes she had made, but willing to try it with Derrick.
Derrick looked at her. “You know I’ve not stayed in a place more than a month for the past 3 years. I don’t want to drag you around and never give you a home. A place where if we want we can grow a family, have memories that will last a lifetime, even have our grandchildren visit there one day.”
“So why can’t we find this? We just have to find a place where we feel is home. I can work, you can get a job. We start together, we help and support each other . That is after all what love is all about.” Mac said.
“Why not, why shouldn’t we try it. Like you said, it may work, but if we really want it we can make it last. We can have it all, everything and we can build it together.” Derrick stated. “Maybe we can even get married, I think I would like that a lot.”
Mac stopped and smiled. “Are you asking me to marry you right now?”
Derrick shrugged his shoulders as if to say why not?
Mac smiled and laughed. “Well one thing is I don’t even know your last name. I mean it can’t be anything to messed up that will make me sound funny. You know if there is a guy out there who has a last name like Roni, well could you imagine that , my name would be Mac Roni.” All I need is the middle initial A and it would be perfect.” Mel laughed hard, so did Derrick.
“You really are something else. I swear you have made me feel so alive, and I barely know you. My last name is Jonas.”
“Oh are you related to the band members?” Mac joked.
“No sorry to say.”
“Okay so Mac Jonas, not bad at all. I could get used to that.” She pulled herself up on his shoulders and kissed him.
“So it’s acceptable to you?” Derrick laughed.
Mac gave him another kiss to show him how acceptable it was to her.
Derrick hugged her closely. “So let’s go find a place to get married. I’ll get you a ring in one of the towns around here, find the justice of the peace office and then it will be done!”
“Seriously, you want to do it now?” Mac asked, shocked, she had thought it was part joking on his side.
“No I’m serious I don’t want to let this go. You really do make me feel great. There is something about you that I want to keep around. We can wait until tomorrow, but I want to tell you I want to wait to make love to you until we are married. I want us to be husband and wife first, then we can do more.”
Mac looked at him, it was like he could see deep inside of her mind, and it was what she had always wanted. A guy who was more about being morally correct instead of one who didn’t want to make a commitment to get her body.
She smiled up to him. “I will be more than happy to be Mrs. Mac Jonas, it will make me very proud.”
Derrick kissed and hugged her. He looked around at the scenery. He had never really been in Pennsylvania, but he could see them finding a cabin in this area, having woods surrounding their property. Kids who could learn to play in the woods from their mother. He smiled, she really would and had already changed his life around. He couldn’t wait until they were husband and wife!
*****
THE END
Colin Wilcox woke up to that screaming brat next door again. “Oh what the fuck, can’t she keep that little kid quiet?” He seethed.
It had been another late night at the club for him and it was now only. “What the hell, 7 in the morning? This has got to stop.” He muttered.
Throwing the pillow over his head he tried to go back to sleep. But each time he was on the verge of sleep the kid would yell out again. Finally having enough of it, he jumped out of bed and threw on his sweatshirt.
Stomping to the apartment next door he pounded on it. He heard the kid scream inside, and heard a voice call out. “Just hold on please.”
By the time she opened the door he was angry and ready to fight. Looking down he saw a 5’ 5” girl. She looked nerdy with those glasses on; all they were missing was the tape in the middle of them. Colin lost what he had been going to say.
“Can I help you?” She asked. On her hip was the source of the noise. The little boy was not happy, he looked cranky and tired. “I’m sorry did we wake you up? Little John has a bad fever.” She apologized.
All of his anger evaporated quickly. “No it’s okay. How old is he?” Colin asked.
He studied her more she had this brown hair that was silky looking, it held down past her shoulder. Looking behind her he saw it went about half way down her back. He’d always loved girls with long hair. The geeky look of this girl made him want to sweep her off her feet.
“He’s only 3 years old.” She answered.
“Wow you seem kind of young to have a 3-year old.” He commented.
“No he’s not mine; he’s my nephew his parents died last year.” She said.
“Oh I’m so sorry. Where are my manner’s my name is Colin, I just moved in next door.” He held out his hand.
She moved trying to situate the wiggling body of John who she was still holding. “My name is Judith, nice to meet you. I’d invite you in, but he’s not in the mood for company.” She shrugged her shoulders and began to close the door.
“Sure I understand.” Colin watched as she closed the door and went inside. He would have been willing to go in and sit with her. If only to stare at her beauty! Or that body! He laughed as he thought the words.
Going back to his apartment he thought how lucky he was that he had a neighbor that looked like her. She had to stand around 5’ 5” tall he was just a bit shorter than his 5’ 8” frame. She was pert, her long brown hair framing her face and upper body.
“Maybe this move was a good one after all!” He smiled as he thought about this woman with the huge 44DD breasts! Sure the whole package was great, but he’d always been a breast man. So the first thing he had noticed around little John’s body was her chest.
Colin smiled that she had so many things that he honestly found attractive in a woman. “All except the kid!” He thought with a grimace.
Little John had woken her up early, his body was warm. Unfortunately, she knew that he was teething, and that meant crying and screaming for a few days. Judith could only hope that the tooth would break through quickly.
In between his screaming she had heard something it sounded like her doorbell or knocking. “Hold on a minute.” She yelled out and head for the door.
She opened it to find some odd guy standing there. He was scruffy looking. His medium length hair all messed up, like he just woke up. His eyes were still puffy from sleep. “I’m so sorry did we wake you? Little John has been up for a few hours he has a fever.”
Judith felt bad about keeping anyone else awake. She was already delirious from her own lack of sleep. Putting someone else through it just seemed stupid.
He had told it was okay. The last guy who used to live next door would have called the cops and reported her for child abuse. Judith was relived it hadn’t been him at the door.
“I’m Colin your new neighbor.” He introduced himself to her. Oh so the other guy moved, she thought.
“I’m Judith.” She had told him her name.
He asked about Little John and she had kept the story short. It was a horrible story and one that she often had nightmares about. So she was thankful he hadn’t asked how Little John’s parents had died. With her lack of sleep and the way her emotions ached, she was liable to break down crying in front of him.
“It was nice to meet you.” She said as she closed her door. Judith felt bad for not being neighborly. But the fact that she had thought about her aunt and uncle and their death was enough. Unfortunately, he had the usual reaction when she introduced any guy to Little John.
They wanted to know if it was here’s and if so, how young had she been when she had him. People were usually shocked to hear that she was actually 27 years old. There had been a few times that the guy at the local liquor store had cared her.
Sighing she thought that was a lifetime ago. Last month her life had changed in one night.
It had been 2 in the morning. Her phone had rang, and she had a bad feeling. “Hello.”
“Hello is this Judith Sims?” The voice on the other side of the line had asked.
“Yes it is. Who is this?” She had asked cautiously.
“It’s the Portland police department; we need to have you come down to the Hospital.” He had said.
“Why what’s wrong?” Her heart had beat rapidly.
“Ma’am we can send someone to pick you up if you are unable to drive.” The man had said.
The next thing she remembered was hearing the doorbell. Her mind had flashed through the only events she could think of at that second. What would prompt a call like this?
“Ma’am we need you to come with his.” She had been looking up into the face of a Portland police officer.
“Please tell me what happened.” She had requested.
“I’m sorry but I can’t you’ll have to wait until we get to the hospital.” He had told her.