Styx (Walk Of Shame 2nd Generation #2) (16 page)

The look on her face as I set the table for her is one of admiration and appreciation. It makes my heart speed up to see her looking at me this way. “Thank you,” she says sincerely. “I want you to know that I appreciate the things you do for me. It’s been a while since I’ve had anyone be there for me like you have just within the month that I’ve met you. So thank you.”

My heart sinks from the sadness laced in her voice and it brings me back to the conversation we had on the rock about losing her parents when she was young and then her aunt a year ago.

Fuck, I hate the thought of her ever being alone.

It makes me want to be there for her more, but I know it’s impossible right now. Not with our busy schedules. But I hope to change that soon.

I sit back and watch as she gets lost in her first few bites of steak. The way her eyes close and that sexy little moan leaves her mouth, tells me that she loves it just as much as I was hoping she would.

“Oh. My. God.” When she’s done chewing, she opens her eyes and smiles across the table at me. “This is
the
best steak I have ever eaten. No joke. This is insanely good.”

“I’m glad to hear that.” I cut a piece of my steak and lift a brow, watching as she shoves a huge chunk of hers in her mouth as if she’s enjoying it a little too much. “I enjoy how much you love my meat in your mouth.”

She stops chewing and throws a green bean at me, trying to hold back her laughter as it bounces off my forehead.

“I didn’t mean to hit you in the face, but I have to admit that it is kind of funny.” Another green bean hits my forehead, making her laugh even louder.

She’s so damn beautiful when she laughs as if no one’s watching. Well . . . I definitely am.

With my eyes locked on hers, I pull her chair beside mine and lock it in place with my leg just as I did that night at the club. She continues to laugh at me as I wipe my forehead off and shake my head at her.

“You’re lucky you’re so damn cute when you laugh.” I lick my bottom lip, before leaning in and kissing her, right as she gets ready to speak.

Whatever she was about to say will just have to wait. My mouth needs to be all over hers right now. I can’t handle not touching her.

“Oh yeah?” she questions against my lips, before tugging my bottom one with her teeth. “And you’re lucky that you’re the only thing I’ve wanted all day. Or else I’d hurt you for keeping me away from this steak.”

“Yeah?” I growl, while wrapping my hands into the back of her hair and pulling her closer. “I like a dangerous woman. Go ahead. Hurt me.”

She looks at me for a few seconds, her eyes soft, before she speaks. “Honestly, I don’t think I could ever hurt you. Even if you wanted me to.”

“Good,” I whisper. “Now finish your dinner. I have something else planned for us.”

I haven’t been out back yet, but I hope like hell that the boys came through for me. She wants a night at home, curled up on the couch with movies and then a night out under the stars. With me, she’s getting both at the same time.

By the time we’re done with dinner, Meadow is looking at me with the biggest smile. She hasn’t stopped smiling since we sat down to eat and that makes me happier than anything.

This night is supposed to be all about her and I’m happy that she’s excited to see what comes next.

“Best dinner of my life. I’m seriously stuffed. I should’ve stopped eating a long time ago, but I couldn’t. This . . . this was so good. Who taught you how to cook like that?”

I answer her while cleaning up our dirty plates and tossing them into the dishwasher. “My uncle Wes. He’s the best cook that I know. So I’ll make sure to keep you away from him. I don’t need any competition. The fucker’s handsome too.”

I hear her laugh behind me, before I feel her arms wrap around my waist. “There’s never any competition when it comes to you. So I wouldn’t worry too much about uncle Wes.”

Turning around to face her, I cup her face and lean down to kiss her with a soft moan. “I’m trying really fucking hard to be somewhat romantic so let’s get you outside before I blow it and rip your clothes off right here with my damn teeth.”

She stands on her tippy toes and wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me down to her with force. “Keep talking to me like that and we might not make it outside for the next part of the date.”

With that, she turns and walks away, leaving me to watch her sexy ass as she heads for the back door, stopping once she reaches for the handle. “Come.”

Her one-word command has me following her and kissing the back of her neck as she pulls the door open and looks around.

“Styx,” she says excitedly, while shoving the screen door open. “What is this?” She walks outside to get a closer look. “Is that your couch and TV?”

“You wanted a night with movies and stars. So you’re getting a night with movies and stars. You ask for something with me and I give it. That’s how I work.”

Grabbing my hand, she starts pulling me toward the gazebo, in a hurry to get me over to the couch. “Wow!” She looks up at the screen roof, her mouth dropping as she looks at all the stars. They’re so bright tonight. “I love this! I would’ve never thought to do anything like this. This is amazing. You never cease to amaze me.”

Taking a seat, I pull her down into my lap and wrap my arms around her, just as I did on the rock that night.

Having her in my arms feels so damn good and all I can think about is wanting to protect her and make her happy.

I let her control the remote, until she finds a movie that she wants to watch. The movie doesn’t matter to me. It’s being here with her in my arms that I’ve been looking forward to all day and night.

About twenty minutes into the movie, we move positions so that I’m laying behind her, with my arms wrapped tightly around her. I want her as comfortable as she can be.

Even if she falls asleep in my arms. I won’t be moving. I’ll sleep out here to make her happy.

“Thank you,” she whispers half-way through the movie. “This is one of the best nights of my life.”

“Good,” I whisper back. “It’s one of mine too.”

She flips around to face me, wrapping her arms around my head. “You’re so much different than I expected, Styx. Sweeter and more caring. One of the most caring people I’ve ever met. You make me feel . . . just . . . you make me feel. It’s been a long time since I’ve cared about anything other than the hospital.”

I feel an ache in my chest as I hold her as tightly as I can and place my forehead to hers. “You make me feel too. You’re the first woman to make me want more in life. The first woman that I’ve spent my days looking forward to seeing any chance that I can get. You’re special to me.”

Her breathing picks up against my lips. “I go to sleep at night thinking about being with you. I miss you when you’re not around. That’s a big deal for me.”

Leaning up, I cup her face and crush my lips against hers, wanting nothing more than to feel her against me.

This woman is everything I’ve been looking for and holy fuck . . . hearing that she misses me when I’m not around has me going fucking crazy inside.

Gently, I flip her around to her back and press my body in between her legs. “What do you miss about me?” I ask in a whisper.

“The way you make me laugh and forget about the emptiness that I’ve felt since losing my aunt. The way you kiss me as if you can’t get enough of me. And the way you hold me in silence as if words aren’t needed to describe what you’re feeling for me.”

Our hearts race against each other’s as I trace her bottom lip with my thumb and hover my mouth above hers. “Fuck, I want you as mine.”

“Then take me,” she breathes. “I can be yours if you want me to.”

Sitting up, I pull my shirt over my head and toss it down. Her hands slowly roam over my body, caressing my muscles as I reach for my jeans and undo them.

Her touch is gentle and caring as if she’s taking the time to remember this moment forever. Like she’s burning it into her brain for later.

I am too.

My heart is racing so fast and hard that I know she must feel it as I pull her up and strip her of her shirt and bra.

“You’re so beautiful.”

Before I know it, our naked bodies are tangled together and I’m slowly sinking into her under the stars.

Our bodies move slowly this time. Gentle as my bare cock fills her, causing her to moan into my mouth and scratch my back as if she’s more lost in the moment than any other time we’ve had sex.

It may be gentler, but there’s nothing gentle about the emotions that this is bringing out of her. Hell, out of the both of us.

“Oh fuck . . .” I moan out as I move inside of her, feeling her bare. It’s almost too much to handle. “You’re so wet for me, baby. I love feeling you this way.”

Her fingers dig into my back and her legs squeeze my ass as I push in as deep as I can go and stop. “Me too,” she breathes. “Oh my God you feel so good. Keep moving for me.”

This must be what making love feels like. Holy fuck. It’s better than any rough night of sex that I’ve ever had.

I’ll take this every damn night if I can have it with her.

I feel myself getting close to release, so I wrap my hands into her hair and whisper against her lips. “Can I come in you?”

She nods and then kisses me so hard and deep that I know she wants me to just as badly as I want to.

I pull her up so that she’s straddling my lap, my hands tugging at her hair as she rides me slow and deep, until I’m filling her with my come.

A few seconds later, her grip on me tightens as she clenches around my cock, moaning against my mouth as her whole body shakes with pleasure.

“Holy shit, Styx.” She breathes. “I honestly didn’t think that sex with you could get any better . . . but it just did. You’re amazing.”

I kiss her and hold her against me, feeling our hearts beat together.

After we have both caught our breath, I clean us up and then pull the blanket from the back of the couch, covering us up with her in my arms.

Holy shit. I think I’m screwed after this. There’s no way I’m letting another man ever be inside her this way . . .

Meadow

AFTER STYX SHOWED ME AN incredibly amazing night, I fell asleep in his arms, laying under the stars in the gazebo.

It was peaceful and beautiful. Nothing else mattered in that moment except my heart beating against his as he held me to his chest, making it seem that he couldn’t get me close enough.

Going home this morning sucked and truthfully made me wish that we had the whole day free to just lounge around and hold each other.

But he had to go to the gym for most of the afternoon so he dropped me off at home, leaving my whole body aching for his touch, impatient to see him again tonight.

I’ve spent most of my morning now, trying to talk one of the other nurses into covering my shift so that I can make it to his mother’s dinner tonight to repay him for everything he’s done for me.

After two hours on the damn phone and promising Dani that I’ll work a double tomorrow, I’m finally free today.

And I’ve spent every last second since hanging up that phone reliving last night and trying to figure out what is happening between Styx and I.

A month ago if you would’ve asked me if I was ready for a serious relationship, I would’ve said no. I was scared. Terrified of getting used to being with someone and loving them just to possibly end up alone
again.
I’ve lost too much and the pain is still unbearable at times.

I’m still afraid, but truthfully all I want to do is spend my time with Styx.

I get that Styx doesn’t open up much to others. I get that he’s not typically the romantic, serious relationship type guy, but he makes me feel that for me- he would be. And I love that. It gives me hope that things could be more than I expected.

Mandy has been watching me try on outfits for the last hour now, but I can’t seem to find one that I’m completely satisfied with. What a way to spend her night off.

“The last three outfits looked good. What are you so worried about?” she asks as she watches from her seat on my bed. “He invited you home to meet his mother. From what I’ve heard about this guy, I doubt he cares what you’re wearing. He’ll just be happy to have you there.”

“Yeah.” I turn away from the mirror to face her. “I know. But just knowing that I’m the first woman he’s invited to dinner with his mother . . . You get it. I just want to look nice. For her.”

Mandy smiles at me. “I’ve never seen you like this over a man before, Meadow. It makes me happy because you deserve to feel this. You deserve someone who will give to you as much as you do to others. You’re a good person.”

She stands up and fixes the back of my black blouse. “I know you’ve lost a lot. But
please
try not to let that discourage you from getting close with Styx. I know it has in the past. But honestly . . . none of those men seemed to be worth it. Especially not Jase.”

A tear falls from my eye and I laugh, wiping it away. No one has really mentioned that they think I give a lot. Not since my aunt has passed at least. She used to remind me that all the time when it came to guys.

“
Especially
not that ass. He was never more than just something to pass the time and I was the same to him.”