TAKING THE FALL - the Complete Series (30 page)

I feel my eyes start to fill with tears.

“
Jesus, these guys are fucking good at getting what they want,” I hear Jeanette murmur, but I can hear the smile in her words.

I launch myself at my man and he catches me. I wrap my legs around him and his hands go to my ass.

“
Fine, we’ll get married tomorrow if you want.” I had been putting it off because I wanted to do it right. Not big or anything but with flowers, a dress and pictures I would have forever. I thought since we waited this long, what was the harm in a little longer, but clearly to Carter we had waited long enough. I get that.

Carter squeezes my ass and gives me an even better idea “How about I take you to the courthouse, make it legal, and then you plan the wedding you want and we’ll do it all over again?”

“
Perfect,” I say happily, because I would marry this man every day for the rest of my life if he asked me to.

CARTER

“
You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, Cherry.”

She giggles and I get more frustrated.

“
I’m three seconds away from ripping this dress down the back. Why would you get a dress with thirty million buttons? You should have just worn elastic or some shit. I could get that off so much faster,” I growl as I try to pop the buttons open. She walked around in the fucking thing all damn night, so of course my cock has been rock hard all damn night. She’s lucky I lasted as long as I did. One would think my lust for her would have mellowed over these past few months, but I swear it’s getting stronger.

“
Carter, if you rip my wedding dress, I’ll never forgive you. And calm your big self down. There are exactly five buttons,” she admonishes me and I try not to complain.

She looked so beautiful today. We had a ceremony at the courthouse to make it official and now, a few months later, we are having the day Layla always dreamed of. It was small with only a few people, but it was everything she wanted, and that’s what I wanted.

Now we’re in the hotel suite for our wedding night. All I want to do is make love to my wife, but I can’t get these goddamn buttons undone. “My hands are too big,” I grumble and finally get one of the tiny pearls to open.

“
See? Just four more and I’m all yours.”

“
You’re already all mine,” I remind her. She has been since I found her and will be mine until I take my last breath.

She giggles again, and I go back to what I was doing. After what feels like ten hours I unhook the last button and the dress comes undone. It’s all I can do not to jump up in victory and pounce on her. Turning to face me I can see the heated look in her eyes that lets me know she’s up to something.

She slowly peels off the rest of her dress revealing sexy white lace lingerie that clings to her body, with white garters and stockings. I grab my chest to keep my heart inside of it and almost fall over.

“
Goddamn, baby. You look beautiful.”

“
Are you sure? I feel fat,” she touches her baby bump, but all I see is my goddess ripe with our baby.

“
You’ve never looked more perfect, Cherry. So, so perfect.” I reach out and stroke her neck. I let my fingers trace her throat and down her cleavage. “You’re the most beautiful bride that’s ever lived, and I’m one lucky bastard.”

Suddenly I grab her up and carry her across the room to the bed. “Is this like carrying me across the threshold? Because you’ve done that already, Carter.”

“
Just hush, baby, and let me carry my bride.”

I lay her down gently on the bed and begin to kiss my way up her body, starting at her toes. When I get to her lace-covered pussy I kiss and lick her over her panties until they’re soaked through and she’s begging me to rip them off.

Eventually I give my girl everything she wants because I always do. One little word and I’m a puddle for her. Hearing her “please” undoes me every time, and I’m not even a little ashamed of how tight she has me wrapped around her finger.

For so long all I ever knew was struggle and hate. I never knew love like this. I never knew my heart could be so full of peace and happiness. All because of this little cherry bomb – she blew my world apart.

“
Wake up, baby,” I whisper in Cherry’s ear as I kiss her naked back.

She’s laid out on a bed of blankets in front of the fireplace. We’re on the last night of our honeymoon, and I can’t put it off any longer.

She rolls from her side to her back, fully exposing her naked body and looks at me sleepily. “What time is it, Carter?” she asks and looks out the window.

We decided to stay close to home since she’s so late along in her pregnancy, and I couldn’t chance her having the baby somewhere far away. We came to Tahoe for a week to stay in an isolated cabin. Just us. It’s been perfect.

“
It’s early, but I…I have something for you.” I look around nervously and she senses my apprehension.

“
What is it? Is everything okay?”

“
Yeah, baby, everything is perfect. I just…I feel silly is all. I have something for you.” With a deep breath I walk over to my bag and retrieve a box. Cherry sits up as I walk back, and I sit down beside her.

“
This is my wedding gift to you. I’ve always wanted you to have it. I just think there is a part of me that will always be vulnerable when it comes to your love.”

“
Carter, what are you talking about?”

“
Open it up, Layla.”

She unties the red ribbon and opens the lid. I close my eyes, and I hear her gasp.

“
They’re all there, baby. Every. Single. One.”

I watch as she pulls out the first letter she ever wrote me when I was in prison. It’s yellowed and worn, just like all the others. I read them so many times the paper is barely intact. It got to a point I didn't even have to look at them anymore. I remembered every word. They were the only thing that kept me sane: a reminder that when I got out of that prison I would have her. She would be mine.

I see the tears start to fall down her cheeks as she goes through the box and sees all of them. “Oh, Carter. You saved them?”

“
I did more than save them, baby. I memorized them.”

She gives me a quizzical look and I smile. “April 25. Dear Carter, I don’t know what happened, but you’re not here…”

“
You didn’t!” she exclaims and flips to one of the letters in the middle.

“
October 13. Dear Carter, I’m trying to think of what I want to be for Hallowe’en…” I say and she smiles so big.

“
Oh, my God! You did!” She flips to one in the back.

“
June 11. Dear Carter, I never thought I would miss someone like I miss you…” I laugh. “That one was one of my favorites.”

“
I love you so much. This is by far the most romantic thing ever.”

“
Nah, just a man longing for the love of his life,” I say casually and try not to blush. God, I feel like such a pussy, but I don’t even care. My love for her is stronger than my momentary embarrassment.

Cherry puts down the box and then crawls in my lap. She rains kisses on my face and I feel like a giant weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

“
I love you so much, Carter. Thank you.”

“
I love you too, Cherry.”

One day, when she isn’t busy loving my body, I’ll tell her the letters I wrote her are in there too.

GLIMPSES INTO THE FUTURE

Approximately 18 months later

“
Put me down, you brute,” I snap while the world turns upside down as I’m thrown over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. It’s the first day I actually get to use Carter’s new gym. It opened about four months ago but between my being heavily knocked up at the time and then waiting for the all clear from the doctor, I’m finally ready to start trying to drop some of this baby weight. I could use the one at home, but I wanted to come see my man at work and this is as good of an excuse as any. Carter says he loves my body and it’s pointless because he’ll be planting another baby in me soon. This is probably true as, since the doctor gave him the okay, there hasn’t been a night I haven’t fallen asleep with him still inside me, and many mornings I wake up the same way. I don’t know where he finds the energy because he gets up with the baby during the night just as much as I do.

Draped over his shoulder, I wiggle to get free. I can hear chuckles coming from some of the guys who are training for an upcoming fight. I flip my hair out of my face and I can see them openly staring at us while Carter’s muscular legs eat up the distance across the gym as heads in the direction of his office.

I feel my face heat and I’m sure it’s as bright as my red hair.

“
What the fuck are you guys looking at?” I hear Carter growl, causing everyone to turn as if they magically don’t see us anymore. I don’t blame them. Most of the men here are big from all their training but Carter is in a league of his own.

“
Still,” he utters through gritted teeth and smacks my ass to stop my wiggling, causing goosebumps to break out across my body. One would think I’d be used to all of Carter’s growling by now but I know what’s coming. I’m just a little shocked he would do it so openly. He always likes people to know I belong to him but he normally does it in a way that isn’t so sexual. He doesn’t like anyone thinking of me in a sexual way. Ever.

The door to his office slams shut when he kicks it closed with his foot. Sitting me down on his desk next to the door I hear him click the lock into place. His office isn’t huge – just a small desk where Carter works at, a mini fridge stocked with nasty protein drinks, and a sofa for people to lounge on when they’re in here with him. Mainly me. I napped a lot on that thing when I was knocked up and Carter would drag me to work with him. Thank God for my e-reader or I might have died of boredom. He said I had to come with him because if I didn’t he’d just rush to get back home. He needed to be here when they first opened to make sure things were getting done how he wanted them done. If I tried to talk to some of the guys he would pop up out of freaking nowhere and push me back into his office. He would even growl at them if they made me laugh, saying it wasn’t safe for my belly to bounce like that with the baby in it.