I stopped at a gas station briefly, to get some snacks but the journey continued shortly after that. Kayla was giving me some tasty ketchup-flavored chips from the bag. When I opened my mouth to grab one, she would retrieve her hand and the two girls would giggle softly.
“Oh, you naughty girls!” I said, laughing, myself.
All of us were cheerful. We made a great trio.
“About the other day…” I began, but Kayla interrupted me.
“Let’s forget about that. That’s better, don’t you think?”
“Cool,” I replied with an ear-to-ear smile.
“And by the way, thanks for the roses yesterday,” she whispered so that Mia wouldn’t hear. “They were very pretty.”
“Just like the one who received them,” I whispered back and I saw Kayla’s face turn beet red. Secretly, she took my hand and squeezed it. There was so much in that squeeze.
“OMG! An amusement park!” Mia shouted from behind. I turned to see her index finger pointing to a sign on the road.
“You wanna see it?” I said, smiling and looking at her reflection in the mirror.
“Yes, please. Can we do that?” Her tiny voice did wonders to me.
“Of course we can. Anything for the beautiful girl in the backseat,” I said and winked at her. She giggled just as she did every time I did that. Cuteness overload!
I turned right and exited the freeway. We were now driving on a bumpy narrow road that increased the fun in the car.
Kayla was laughing like a schoolgirl. “You sure about this, Sean?”
“One hundred percent. You don’t want to ride a rollercoaster, babe?” Once I said that I realized which words had escaped my lips. I had called her the same thing I had when we were young and in a relationship. Babe. And in front of the kid. Shit, Sean! You screwed up.
I opened my mouth to say something, but Kayla only patted my thigh and gave me that smile. That smile of hers that turned me on. I shook the thoughts from my head and focused on the path ahead.
The amusement park was one of the biggest I had ever seen. It made me wish I was still a kid as well. The positive energy and the innocence of it all were felt in the air. The place, itself, made you a kid. It was as if I had never even grown up into an adult in the first place.
I took Mia by the hand and she carried the both of us from carousel to carousel. She chose one horse and hopped on it. Kayla later told me that she had been into ponies recently. She was in that phase now. I hoped that she would stay in that phase. The next one which was all about make-up and boys was strangely terrifying and horrible. Ew!
Kayla and I let ourselves go in the moment as we did everything Mia wanted to do. We rode with open hands as if we were flying, we ran among the people like crazy and we tasted chocolate popcorn which was a bit too much for me. When did popcorn stop being just a nice, salty, addictive pleasure?
“I want that pony,” Mia said, pointing towards a stand with tons of stuffed animals. I realized that it was one of those stalls where you have to shoot to earn it.
“Okay. Follow me,” I replied and the three of us headed to the guy. I paid for a chance to win the pony and started shooting.
With each shot, Mia screamed with excitement. After all she was closer to the pony. I laughed like a baby as I shot targets that were moving fast even for me. These games were designed for fathers and strong men, not kids. Shame on them!
I scored the needed points and the guy asked me for the reward. I told him that we wanted the pony and with a smile on his face he gave it to Mia. In return she jumped up and down and thanked him. Then she turned to me and hugged me tightly. I had grown accustomed to her small arms around my neck. That place was always reserved for her. Sorry, ladies!
We spent half of the day there and once we flopped back onto the seats of the car, we were totally out of energy. Particularly Mia. She passed out in the back seat. I understood. Completely. The girl was running nonstop and even I couldn’t catch up with her.
I turned my head to see her sleeping and smiled. Warmth filled my body. Kayla caught the moment and she smiled. The three of us had an amazing bond. A special bond. And I realized that right now.
We continued our journey. Kayla was unusually quiet. Who knew what was going through her head! It was a tough situation she had found herself in. I definitely didn’t envy her any.
After a couple of hours, we parked in the driveway to the Vaughn house. I felt my muscles aching a bit and my eyes sore, but I could manage. It had been a long drive. But it was worth it. Kayla woke up Mia while I took care of the bags. I placed them on the ground when the door of the house opened and Mr. and Mrs. Vaughn came out to greet us.
They were just like I remembered them. Mrs. Vaughn had the same auburn hair like a bush all around her head and captivating blue eyes. As for Mr. Vaughn, his hair which had been black with streaks of silver once, was now all silver. However, he still had all of his pleasant and heart-warming features. I noticed some wrinkles around and beneath his eyes.
“Oh my dear Kayla!” Mrs. Vaughn shouted hugging Kayla.
They said hi and hugged Mia. And then came the hard part. Their eyes settled on me.
“What’s he doing here?” Mrs. Vaughn said in a hushed voice, but I could hear it all right.
“Mom, don’t be rude. It’s Sean for God’s sake. Not some stranger,” Kayla replied, defending me. I lowered my gaze and smiled. That was my girl! Go Kayla, babe!
“You didn’t tell us, hon. He…”
“Well, he came and that’s it. Don’t make a fuss about it please,” Kayla said and all of us entered.
Mr. Vaughn smiled at me and said hello. I had never felt more like the odd one out. But guess what? I didn’t care. I didn’t give a single damn about the thoughts of Kayla’s parents. If she wanted me by her side, I would be glad to be there.
Later Mrs. Vaughn shook hands with me out of courtesy, but I still sensed some bad blood between us. I supposed that what Kayla had told me about them was a hundred percent true. They were always messing with her life.
It was time for dinner and the food had been set on the table.
“Come on, kids,” Mr. Vaughn said and we all headed towards the table. He occupied the head with his wife opposite of him. Kayla sat to his left and Mia next to her while I was placed to his right. It was going to be fun! I sensed it in my bones.
“We didn’t know obviously that there would be five of us, so there’s not much food. But I guess we’ll manage somehow,” Mrs. Vaughn said. There we went! Ready, steady, go! The bombs began to drop.
I didn’t mind, but Kayla did. Her whole face went red and she opened her mouth to say something, but I prevented that. I caught her look and just nodded and smiled. That was enough to calm her down.
“So, Sean, how have you ended up with my daughter again?” Mr. Vaughn leaned in to whisper so that Mia couldn’t overhear.
I didn’t know what to say. Had Kayla told them about me being a possible father to the kid? I gulped hard. My hands were getting sweaty.
“Let’s eat, shall we?” Kayla saved the moment this time. We spent the rest of the dinner in silence with occasional compliments for the dinner and small talk. I could sense the negative energy aimed towards me. As if they could they wanted to stand up and strangle me with their bare hands. Or perhaps I was just being a bit paranoid.
The dinner ended with the clatter of the utensils as Kayla and her mother went in the kitchen to do the dishes. I took Mia by the hand and went in the small bedroom.
“Your sleepy, huh?” I asked her.
“Yeah,” she replied, rubbing her eyes. “I could barely stand. It was a great day. Thanks,” she said and yawned.
“Aw, it’s nothing, doll. Anything for you.” I winked at her and she giggled. I planted a kiss on her forehead and she sighed and traveled into the lands of the dreams. I covered her carefully and gazed at her for a while. She could be my girl. This cute bundle of joy. But no matter the paternity test, I was always going to be there for h
er.
I didn’t know why, but I didn’t feel exactly like sleeping. So, I changed and decided to go for a jog. A good night’s jog could do so much to a man. I heard that somewhere and it was undeniably true.
Climbing down the stairs of the house, I heard Kayla and her parents’ voices downstairs. They were yelling at each other. A family fight. I knew better than to interfere.
“You told him? You’re crazy!” her father screamed.
“I had to, okay? I had to. He has the right to know that he is possibly her father,” Kayla cried back.
“That man. You shouldn’t have told him. You made a mistake!” her mother cried.
“Just shut up, please! It’s my life! If I made a mistake, I did. Not you. Stop interfering in my life. Stop it. It’s my life. My life!” Kayla yelled at the top of her lungs and I quickly and quietly exited the house. Wow! That was something.
I stopped before the fence to see Kayla opening a bottle of red wine and pouring it in a glass. She was rubbing her temples and her forehead. She was dead tired from the journey and her parents’ remarks about me and now this. She had to fight with them.
15
Kayla
It was my third glass of the red wine and I was lightheaded. My vision was starting to get blurry but I steadied myself. After all, I knew how to drink.
I placed the glass on the nightstand next to my bed. It was nice sitting in my bed. It was like being a teenager again. My old posters were still there, the drawers and the notebooks and everything. Precisely as I had left it. But so much had happened since then. I wasn’t the same Kayla Vaughn whose only wish was to study law at Princeton University. Nah. That wasn’t me anymore. That was another Kayla in another time and another dimension. I found it hard to believe that I had been sleeping here.
It was night outside. Well past midnight, I guessed. I didn’t have a clock in here. There was a full moon outside illuminating the entire room. Small lights were surrounding it and blinking at me. The stars. I loved watching them.
Sighing, I heard footsteps. Then the doorknob turned and Sean entered.
“Can I come in?” he asked.
I chuckled. “You already did. But enter. It’s totally okay.”
“Thanks,” he said and chuckled himself.
It was then that I noticed that he was soaking wet. “What happened?” I voiced my thoughts. “You’re drenched!” He was dressed in a tracksuit that was all wet and stuck to his body.
“Ah, it’s nothing. I went for a jog and it started raining,” he explained and started laughing. I did, too.
He unzipped his jacket and put it on the chair. His white T-shirt was glued to his body, emphasizing his chest, his nipples and his abs. I inhaled. Every fiber of my body stirred at the sight of him. My sexy beast.
Involuntarily my feet carried me to him. I decreased the distance. We were breathing into each other now.
I hadn’t been with a man for so long and plus with Mia I couldn’t bring anyone home. The magic of the moment carried me and I started kissing him. Fiercely. Biting his lips.
“Ouch,” he said, wiping blood from his lips.
“Sorry,” I said.
“I don’t mind, babe. I want you,” he whispered and kissed me passionately. His tongue danced with mine as our hands fondled our bodies. I felt one of his hands on my neck and the other on my waist.
“I missed you,” I said. “Oh, I missed you so, so much.”
“You’re telling me.” He chuckled wickedly. “I’ve dreamt about this moment for so long.”
My fingers tore through the fabric of the T-shirt, splitting it in half.
“Whoa, babe!” He giggled. My hands roamed across his wet body which turned me on. As we kissed his hands were undressing me as well. Our clothes fell in a cluster to the floor.
We were in our underwear. I couldn’t help it but think of the last night we had had sex. The breakup sex. We were doing it again this time. And the both of us were bound to make it better.
“On the bed,” he whispered as his tongue licked my earlobe. I moaned. In return I grabbed his crotch to which he groaned.
“You didn’t expect that, did you?” I smiled deviously.
I was on the bed now, wiggling my butt as I lay on the sheets and spread my legs. Sean licked his lips. He started towards me, going slowly. Torturing me.
“Your parents are downstairs. They might hear us. Or Mia,” he said.
“No, they won’t. And I don’t care!” I replied. All I cared about was him inside me. I yearned for his touches and caresses.
He was above me now, kissing my neck. “I never stopped loving you. I love you to the moon and back. And I want you to be mine,” he whispered seductively.
At this moment I could grant him anything. “Baby, I’ve always been yours,” I breathed out. “I love you. And you can have me tonight. All of me.”
Sean chuckled. He had wanted to hear that this whole time. I knew that. He grabbed one of the bra straps in his mouth and pulled it lightly. I moaned. Quickly after, the other strap was between his teeth. And I was topless. He devoured each of my breasts, his tongue playing with my nipples. I moaned loudly. He put his thumb in my mouth as he went down between my legs. His lips and tongue satisfied me like no other could. God! Sean was so good! Yeah, baby!
Slowly he pulled off his boxers while I nibbled on his lips.
“How do you want it?” he said.
“The best you can,” I replied ambiguously.
“Your wish is my command,” he said and pinched my clit.
“Mmmm,” was all I could muster.
“What was that?” He did it again, rougher.
“Aaaah!” I screamed. He laughed and plunged inside me. Resolutely and with unimaginable passion.
My insides made space for his huge manhood as we started to rock. He dived deeper and deeper, grunting with me. With each movement he pushed me further over the edge of a cliff. I was on cloud nine. There was no Earth for me. I grabbed the sheets for reassurance.
In and out, in and out, he increased the tempo. The pounding of flesh against flesh was the only sounds beside my screaming and his ragged breaths.
“Oh, yes! Gimme all of it! I want you! I love you! Faster, Sean! Fuck me! Screw me like you never did!” The words were rolling on my tongue all by themselves. But they worked. I seemed to encourage him as he became fiercer, giving it his all. His perfect body was sweaty.
He hauled my legs over his shoulders, bringing me closer to him. I screamed as he adjusted in me again and fucked me as if it was the end of the world.
A couple of minutes later he rolled me on my stomach and slapped my buttocks. I yelled.
“Do you like that, babe? You naughty girl!” He spoke from behind me.
“Yes! Punish me, daddy,” I replied.
He slapped me harder making me shout with all my voice. My throat was burning.
With his hands on my waist, he thrust back in me. He rode me hard, slapping my ass and grabbing my boobs. Then his hands locked on my hair as he pulled me towards him. I was sure that I was going to finish any time now. He was an expert at this. He knew all about me. He knew what turned me on. He was the god of sex. As simple as that. The one and only. A god.
Sean’s breaths were more ragged now and his grunts louder. “I’m going to cum,” he said and pulled out of me.
As if summoned by his words, I went on my knees and took him in my mouth. Several touches of my tongue were enough for his seed to spray over me.
“Oh, fuck,” he said under his breath. That was the sexiest thing a man could ever do. Ask any woman.
After I satisfied him orally, we both fell on the bed. His fingers finished me off as the both of us moaned in pleasure.
“That was amazing,” I breathed.
“Better than last time?” Sean was out of breath. His chest was going up and down.
“Way better,” I said and played with one of his nipples that came alive under my touch.
“You were
wonderful,” he said and kissed my forehead, then the tip of my nose and finally my lips. His upper lip was sweaty and I licked it.
“I love you,” I replied. I felt the need to tell him that. What could I do? A woman in love. My heart was racing like a teenager’s.
“I love you more.” His voice was hushed and intimate. He lay beside me and we stared at each other for a while. The night was still young for us. Two souls madly in love.
16
Sean
We spent all of Sunday at Kayla’s parents. The atmosphere was tense all right, but not as tense as the day before. I supposed that they had accepted the fact that I was there. They couldn’t just ignore me or anything. I was right there before their eyes all the time.
Even better news was that Kayla was different. A good kind of different.
Since the moment we had woken up, we were both in a great mood. There was no space for sadness or anger or anything else. We were in love again. After playing with each other, like grownups do, we had a nice long shower. I told her that we should save water and she agreed instantly. Her parents didn’t need to pay expensive water bills when we could just squeeze in together and have a shower plus an amazing time, right? I knew I was right. And my statement proved to be an amazing way to brighten up the day. We dried ourselves, put on some clothes and voila. The day could start.
From that point on we were inseparable. We quickly found some secluded spots where we kissed and made out. We exchanged secret glances and touched underneath the table. I felt like a schoolboy again who was brought to meet his girlfriend’s parents. And I was totally surprised that I still had passion and fire in me for Kayla even after eight years. It was like we had just met.
However, we had to go home now. The weekend was over. Bye-bye!
Mia was again in the backseat while I and Kayla were in the front seats. I started the engine as Kayla waved to her parents and I honked.
“Whew! What did you think about that?” she asked me, looking into my eyes.
“What do you mean?”
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