I still can’t wrap my mind around being pregnant. I’m not sure how I feel about it. I’m not mad, not happy. Maybe it hasn’t hit me yet, the reality that I’m going to be a mother, be responsible for another life.
I shrug. “That guy was a pompous ass anyway.”
Landon dips his brows and nods.
“He was; I agree.”
Thunder sounds from outside, catching my attention. The pool lights shine brightly from within the pool just outside the double glass doors.
I turn and smile wolfishly at Landon.
“Wanna go for a swim?”
“Now?” Landon’s eyebrows raise.
I shrug and look back at the pool.
“Why not now?” I could go for a swim to relax my mind.
“It’s getting ready to storm,” Landon points out.
“So?” I stand from the chair and walk backwards. I didn’t put on any clothes, so my body is bare for his hungry eyes.
Landon’s eyes grow heavy as he tosses the rest of his apple onto the counter and follows me out. I dip my toe into the water, testing its temperature, but before I can push my foot in any further, large hands grasp my hips and turn me. Landon smirks as he grips both of my thighs and lifts me. My legs wrap around his waist and my hands tangle behind his head as he smirks and walks us into the lukewarm water.
Landon raises his hand and brushes his thumb along my bottom lip, his green eyes holding the warmth of a forest fire.
His excitement pushes into my butt cheek, and my nipples ache as they caress his hard chest.
“I admit, having a child right now is not ideal. But a Blackwell and an Evans having a child together is the beginning of something epic. Besides, you were meant to be mine nine years ago.”
“It’s like God was testing us, seeing if we would find our way back to each other,” I whisper, my eyes watching his mouth, that sliver of a scar shining against his lips. “How did you get this scar?” I gently rub my finger over the silver line. Landon smirks.
“Roman and I were fighting over a girl. I didn’t like the girl. I just liked pissing him off.” Landon chuckles, and I smile.
His eyes trail to my lips and he dips his head, taking my mouth without a second thought. His tongue massages along mine. With the taste of apple lingering on his tongue, I moan into his mouth and tangle my hands into the bottom of his hair. He angles his hips just right, the head of his length pressing against my sex. My body sparks with excitement, my heart thudding against my chest in anticipation.
The skies open up and rain comes pouring down, droplets diving into the pool water all around us. His large hands edge themselves up my thighs and pull them apart wider, and he pushes himself inside me. I close my eyes and part my lips to let out a satisfying sigh. I loll my head back as Landon fills me with his hard cock. His teeth scrape along my jaw, a raw moan vibrating his chest as he slowly thrusts into me. Thunder sounds from above, and rain pitter-patters off my head and shoulders.
His hands slide from my bottom and push against my back, the action smothering my chest to his. His jaw is clenched and his eyes take in every inch of my face. Pressure builds in my core with the way he looks at me, like the storm around us isn’t even happening.
“If I could take it all back and make your life easier, I would.” He pants, water splashing between us as he thrusts his length inside of me. “I would take it all back and become my father, just so you didn’t have to suffer one day of being alone.”
I bite my bottom lip to keep from getting emotional, but a sob escapes anyway. Like a fire claiming a wick, my heart vibrates in my chest. I feel alive to the fullest, and I know at this moment I want nothing more in life than to be with Landon.
“I really want to hate you. But I love you,” I whisper, not taking my eyes off his. Landon smirks and thrusts his hips harder.
I moan loudly in response to his cock hitting me just right, warmth building in my lower half and buzzing its way through my limbs.
“I love you, too,” he groans, dipping his head and sucking my nipple into his mouth as he drives himself into me over and over.
Warmth flares in my core, and my eyes clench to the point of seeing stars. My legs squeeze around Landon like a vise as I teeter on the edge of pleasure. I scream out as I fall over the cliff of release. Lightning ignites the sky and thunder booms as I ride my wave of satisfaction. Landon buries his head into my neck and growls, his body pulsing and tensing against mine as he follows his own release. Rain clings to my eyelashes as I try and catch my breath, Landon glancing at me from under his own. We should move, the storm around us becoming more hostile by the second, but we just cling to each other, not wanting to part.
“What are you going to do about Miller?” I question loudly so he can hear me above the rain.
“Whatever I have to. I’ll kill him before I let him get between us.”
LANDON
“Holy shit. There’s no way I can take that. Look at that thing!” Charlie’s face twists like she’s physically in pain as she eyes the prenatal vitamins in my hand. I smirk at her dramatic response to a couple of pills.
“I can hold you down, make you take them,” I offer. Charlie rolls her eyes and holds her hand out, knowing I’ll do just that. In fact, holding her down and showing her who’s in control is not a bad way to start the morning, in my opinion. I still can’t believe this is the same little girl who was under the table nine long years ago. I never thought I could care for another. I just didn’t care to before. Nobody came along that I felt like I needed to pursue. No woman interested me past a one-night stand. Nobody but Charlie. It’s like she said, it’s as if fate was trying to tell us something the whole time we had been together. We just weren’t listening.
She pops them in her mouth and takes a sip of water. She looks amazing this morning. Her dark, curly hair is down, and her cheeks are flushed from the round of sex we just had, which ended with us tangled in the bed sheets and falling on the floor.
She runs her hands through her hair and sighs loudly. She’s nervous, not that I blame her. Taking her back to the estate where I know my father will be is risky, but I won’t hesitate to protect her from him, even if it kills me. Miller and his bimbo are out of the Blackwell estate as of today, peacefully or otherwise.
“Stop worrying. Everything will be fine.”
She snaps her head toward me and huffs. “Just leave me here. Come back and get me when everything is over,” she whines.
“I told you, I don’t feel comfortable leaving you alone. Not when my father has hired men to capture you. You’re coming with me,” I growl. I find her hand and pull her from the bed, give her a kiss on the forehead, and smack her ass. I’m not surprised Niko came to the house last night after Charlie. When my father puts out an order, it’s a challenge among our most ruthless men. When I saw the person holding the gun at Charlie, I didn’t hesitate. I killed the motherfucker. I didn’t know it was Niko, but the ending would have been the same even if I had. I will do everything in my power to protect Charlie, to prove to her I am what she needs.
“Let’s get a move on.”
I slide my hands through my hair, slicking it back, and head toward my car to start the journey back to the estate. I set the alarm system and leave with Charlie.
During the drive to the estate, Charlie shifts and messes with her hair nervously. She keeps looking down at her stomach with an unreadable expression. I’m not sure if she’s accepting the pregnancy or still on the fence. I admit, it’s a fucking shock. There are pieces of me that have me scared out of my mind to be a father, but if I was going to have a child with anyone, I’d want it to be with Charlie.