A Bride for Theo

by Elisa Leigh

  Sullenly I walk outside where a black town car is waiting at the curb. A man gets out and opens the door for me. I get in and wait for Theo, unsure of what he’s doing in that office, and doubly jealous that he’s alone with Lola, one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen before.

  I close my eyes and rest my head against the headrest waiting for him to get back to the car. My head is racing, wondering how he found me and what he’s going to do now that he’s here. After a few minutes, the door opens, and he gets in the car not saying a word. The silence is thick and uncomfortable as he stares at his phone. I don’t know if he’s checking his messages or what, but the fact that he’s ignoring me burns me deep. His anger is palpable, and while I know I should keep my mouth shut, I can’t.

  “Where are we going?”

  His dark eyes study mine. “Home.” There is no ounce of kindness in his words. They are sharp and sting the moment he utters them.

  Hot tears clog my throat. “What about my things?”

  “They’ve been collected.” And just like that, I’ve been dismissed again.

  I’m tempted to tell him to stop the car. I don’t need to do what he’s telling me to do. I’m an adult goddamnit, and I make my own choices. Anger flares through my soul and I so badly want to tell him to fuck off, but I hold it in. I’m the one who created this torment between us. I left. If he’s angry, I hope that means he still cares. Sometimes to get to the good parts, you have to go through the bad. So I sit there, enduring the silence, enduring the rejection. In the end, I hope it’s worth it.

  Nothing else is said until we arrive at the airport and drive out onto the tarmac where a plane with Stone written on it is waiting. I listen as the driver tells Theo the plane is ready to board. I knew the Stone’s were wealthy, but I didn’t realize by how much. The driver opens our door, and Theo gets out first then waits for me. He grabs my hand to help me out but then drops it once I am standing.

  I follow him onto the plane until he stops and begins speaking with the captain. “Go sit down Ellie.” He says dismissing me yet again. This is starting to become a pattern with him. I bite my tongue.

  I go sit down in one of the chairs when I a man who looks like he could be a flight attendant comes by. “Is there anything I can help you with ma’am?”

  I roll my eyes. “Do I look like a ma’am? I think I’m younger than you are.”

  He laughs. “Just being polite doll. If there’s anything you need, let me know. I’m Jarred.”

  “Thank you Jarred. Actually, I need to use the little girl's room. Can you point me in the right direction?”

  “Sure can. Here, follow me.”

  I stand up and spot Theo immediately, still talking to the captain of the plane. I turn and follow Jarred to the bathroom. When I exit, Theo is standing there with his arms crossed over his chest.

  “Did he touch you?”

  “What? Who?”

  “Don’t play dumb Ellie, you’re too good for that.” He sneers

  “You’re crazy!”

  “Ellie, answer the question.”

  “If you’re talking about Jarred, no, he didn’t touch me.”

  “Are you saying someone else did? You let another man touch what is mine?”

  “Please take your seats and prepare for take off.” The captain says over the intercom.”

  Ten

  Theo

  Ellie tries brushing past me, but I grab her arm and pull her back in front of me, pressing her back against the wall. Watching Ellie follow that little pissant to the black of the plane was my breaking point. I staffed the aircraft with only men so my woman wouldn’t get any crazy ideas about me and any woman on board, but now I see that was a mistake. I saw the way he was looking at her. It doesn’t help that she’s the most beautiful woman on this planet and is wearing a skirt that looks as though it was made just for her thick ass.

  Now that I had her, every minute spent without her was a minute too long. It took my men all of a day to locate her in that seedy motel near the college she used to attend. My girl is frugal, so I know she had more than enough money from what I sent her saved up that she could have afforded to stay somewhere nicer. Oh and another fun fact that we’ll be discussing later is that she already graduated. I wonder when she was going to let everyone in on that little piece of information. We will be having a long talk once we are home. I tasked her security team with staying with her at all times. There were always two men on her no matter what was going on or what time of day it was.

  As much as I wanted to go to Colorado and bring her back home, I wasn’t willing to leave mom until she was stable. She lost a lot of blood and ended up coding once on the operating table, luckily they were able to shock her back to a regular heartbeat. She received a blood transfusion, and they had to cast her leg where it was broke in two places, but she’s finally doing better. My father is doing surprisingly well and only received stitches to the head and a concussion. The other driver was a man driving under the influence in severe winter weather, basically a recipe for disaster. I shouldn’t wish him ill will, but he could have cost my mother her life, just like his own.

  Last night my mother urged me to go.

  “Bring her home, Theo. She needs you. She needs her family.”

  “She left mom. Told me not to look for her.” I know the words coming out of my mouth are bullshit, but that doesn’t stop them from coming out.

  “You’re telling me you haven’t found her yet?” She knows me better than anyone. “You spent years keeping tabs on this girl. You refused to live in your home until she was there with you. Why would you give up now, just because she ran away? She’s scared son, scared of giving her heart away and you giving it back.”

  “Why in the hell would I give it back? I told her she was mine for keeps.”

  “I think her mom did more damage than anyone realizes. She’s held it in all this time. According to Jasmine she didn’t talk about it and refused to see a counselor to deal with it. She’s got demons that no one can fix, but her when she’s ready to accept them. Don’t give up on her now when things got real.”

  I flew out this morning to go pick her up, ready to prove to her I was in this for the long haul. When I arrived, I got a call from Dawson telling me where to find her, and I instantly saw red. I was so angry I couldn't even speak to her. How dare she take a job where she got men off with dirty things she would say to them. I stormed into the office and past the receptionist who tried telling me I couldn’t go back there. As soon as I got her out of there, I demanded to know what exactly happened during the interview. The woman wasted no time in telling me everything that happened. I told her to lose Ellie’s contact information that she would never work for her. She told me it was too bad, Ellie really had a knack for it. That made my cock twitch momentarily until I remembered all the men that might have benefited from her sexy voice.

  Just looking at her made me angry, let alone trying to have a conversation. When I saw her talking to the flight attendant and then following him back, I was beyond done. After removing him from the plane, I waited for her to be finished.

  “Why are you taking me home? It’s obvious you don’t want me anymore. You should have just left me alone!” She shouts.

  “Not want you? Are you blind? I’m going out of my mind here. I want you more than anything, anything Ellie. How do you think I felt when you left? I was destroyed.”

  “Oh.”

  “You are my world, Ellie Richards. You are everything to me. So don’t tell me I don’t want you. Because you are right, I don’t want you. I need you baby.” I lose my will to stay back any longer. I close the distance between us and place a kiss on her luscious lips. The ones I’ve been dreaming about for days.

  Using my knee, I spread her thighs and run my hand up her leg and under her skirt. I push her skirt up over ass and feel nothing but her soft skin. I grab her ass and pull her naked pussy toward me. The scent of her desire hits my nose. “Hummingbird, where are you
r fucking panties?”

  Her look of trepidation is mixed with desire. “I couldn’t wear any with this skirt. There was a panty line.”

  I grab her and push us into the bathroom closing the door behind us. I push her against the door and kneel between her legs. Using my thumbs, I spread her pussy lips that are drenched with desire. “This better be for me,” I say before licking her from ass to clit. The taste of my future wife is so fucking sweet on my tongue.

  Her hands grab the strands of my hair as I lick her, sucking down her sweet nectar. I pump two fingers into her pussy, and her walls constrict around me.

  “Theo, I need you.”

  I stand with my pants already undone and my dick out. “I need you too baby. Fuck do I need you. I’ll always need you.”

  I lift Ellie’s body just enough so that I can position myself at her center then sink inside her hot pussy.

  Home.

  Being inside her is like coming home.

  Her arms wrap around my shoulders, and I hold her ass while pumping in and out of her. “I’m not going to last baby. It’s too good.”

  “Me too.” She moans just as she falls apart in my arms. I follow behind her, coming deep inside her pussy.

  Breathing heavily, I pull out and watch as my cum drips down her thighs. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything sexier than my cum dripping out of my woman. That is until Ellie drops to her knees and grabs my shaft. She pumps her hand until small drops of cum bead at the tip, and she licks them off my head.

  “Mmm, I didn’t think it was fair that you were the only one to get a taste.” She moans, looking up at me.

  “I love you.” I blurt out, not intending to tell her like this. “Shit, I mean. Come up here baby.” I help her stand then lift her to sit on the small sink in the bathroom. “I love you, Ellie Richards. I’ve loved you from the moment I saw you sitting in my parents living room.”

  “I love you too Theo.”

  I kiss her deeply. I never expected her to tell me she loved me. I thought it would be a while before she felt the same way I did. “Say it again.”

  “I love you, Theo.”

  Epilogue One

  Ellie

  It’s Christmas Eve morning, and we’ve been home for a couple of days now. I haven’t seen anyone since we’ve been back because Theo has kept me holed up in our house. We’ve made love more than a dozen times at least in every room of the house, besides the guest rooms. He said those were for our children, it didn’t seem right to do it in there. I cup my belly hoping that a little baby Theo is growing in there right now. I know it will take some time before we know for sure, but I don’t mind working on it until then.

  When we got home from Colorado, there was a Christmas tree in the living room with bags of decorations sitting beside it. I wanted to decorate it right then and there, but Theo had other things in mind. We spent the rest of the night in bed and in the shower, and also the bathtub. The man is insatiable, but I can’t say that I mind. We have also talked a lot about why I left. I didn’t think there was much to say about my mom, but when Theo asked, so many feelings poured out of me. We stayed up talking into the early morning dissecting my need to run from home. Although a scary conversation, it only brought us closer together.

  We woke up later that morning, and I felt refreshed and free from my demons for the first time in a long time, if ever. We spent the morning decorating the Christmas tree and talking about much happier things, then he made love to me in our living room at the base of our first Christmas tree. We took our time memorizing one another's bodies. It was one of the most tender and sweet times we’ve shared.

  Later on in the day he finally told me about his parent’s car accident. I felt terrible about it and wanted to go see Georgia and Hanford immediately. Theo assured me they were fine and healing up nicely. He said that along with Gina, their head of house, there was a hired nurse there twenty-four hours a day to assist in anything his parents needed. That made me feel better, but I still wanted to see them and make sure they were okay. I know I never acted like I cared before, but hearing it put some things into perspective for me. A family is more than blood, it's the people who stick by your side even when you don’t reciprocate. These past couple of weeks have definitely been one of learning and growth for me.

  Now that it’s Christmas Eve I get to see my family and spend much wanted time with them. I baked a couple of pies for dinner because I didn’t feel right going there without bringing something with me. Not to mention my nerves were getting to me. What better way to work through them than by baking.

  Theo walks into his parent's house without knocking, but to me, this still isn’t home. It feels weird just walking in. He guides me into the kitchen where Georgia and Jasmine are sitting at the bar talking and fussing over my niece, Ava.

  When I enter everyone stops and stares, but it’s Georgia who gets up and comes to me with her arms wide open. Careful not to hurt her I hug her back. “You can do better than that girl. You won’t break me.” She whispers into my ear, and I hug her tighter. “That’s my girl.” She coos.

  “I’m so sorry Georgia. I didn’t know until yesterday. I should have been here.”

  “It’s alright you’re here now, that’s what’s most important.”

  When she releases me Ford is standing there holding Ava and Jasmine has her hands on her hips. “I’m mad at you.” She probably is mad, I’d be mad too if it were the other way around, but I think she’s more hurt than anything.

  “I know. Stay mad but give me a hug, I missed you.” I wrap her in a hug that she doesn’t reciprocate at first.

  “Don’t you ever turn your phone off again Bug.”

  “I won’t sis, I promise.”

  After that Christma Eve dinner is served and we have a few hours just being together. The biggest surprise comes after dessert when we are all sitting around the Christmas tree.

  Theo gets down on one knee in front of his entire family and takes my hand in his.

  “Ellie Richards. I want you to be my wife. Say you’ll marry me, and give me hundreds of babies, and never ever leave me again.”

  “I can’t give you the hundreds of babies, maybe four.”

  “Is that a yes?”

  I look at my sister and Georgia who have gigantic smiles on their faces. I look back down at Theo who looks panicked that I haven’t said yes yet and shrug. “Yeah, I’ll marry you.”

  Once he has placed my ring, the one I’ve already seen before on my finger, he stands and twirls me around making me laugh.

  “I love you Hummingbird.”

  “I love you too.”

  Epilogue Two

  Theo

  “Daddy, why are boys stupid?” Jordan, my six-year-old daughter, asks me. My whole family is sitting around the dining room table, and this causes quite the discussion, mostly from my sons who are listening to their little sister.

  “What do you mean?” I ask, trying to hide my smile but failing because I’m amused by her question.

  “Well, Johnny and Jamison are always fighting over stuff, but then are best friends like a few minutes later. Why do they need to fight when they are just going to go back to being friends again?” She asks talking about my sixteen-year-old twins. “Will and Ryan are the same way, except they’re always having farting contests.” She says talking about my fourteen and twelve-year-old younger sons.

  “Honey, boys are just boys. Sometimes they are going to be weird, but we need them.” Ellie tells her.

  Jordan pouts. “But why momma?”

  “Don’t you love your brothers?”

  She shakes her head no. “Jordan Louisa! Take that back.”

  “Momma they are mean to me. They need to learn their manners. There always telling me to go away. It hurts my feelings.”

  My wife looks at me and rolls her eyes. Our youngest has to be the most dramatic of the five.

  “Boys be nicer to your sister. You know she’s younger than you.”

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�I’m sorry Jordan. We weren’t trying to be mean.” Johnny says and gives her hug since he’s sitting beside her.

  “Thanks, Johnny. I love you again.”

  “Thanks, squirt, we love you too.”

  After breakfast is finished my boys all take off to do their own thing but Jordan stays and helps me clean the kitchen. “You know they love you and will always be here for you, don’t you sweetie?”

  “I know. They just get on my nerves sometimes.”

  “Don’t let them bother you. I’ll finish this up. Why don’t you go and see if Mila is home and wants to ride bikes or something?”

  “That’s a good idea daddy. Thank you for the yummy pancakes.” She hugs me tight, and I drop a kiss on her head.

  “You’re welcome, sweetie.”

  She runs out of the kitchen and into the garage where her bike is kept.

  “You’re such a good daddy,” Ellie says, leaning against the door jamb in the kitchen.

  “Nah, I wouldn’t have been anything without you,” I say, snagging her around the waist.

  “Damn you smell good.” I kiss down the slope of her neck, sucking on the spot that drives her crazy. My cock hardens in my basketball shorts, and I rub it against her.

  How long do we have before you’re leaving to go shopping with mom?

  “Long enough.” She moans, slipping her hand under the band of my shorts and grasping my dick in her hands.

  I pick her up and take her to our room where I spend the next hour doing every dirty thing she whispered to me last night while practicing for her next job.

  After her interview that I burst in on, she discovered her love for erotic romance. Not just reading them, since she had been doing that for a while, but reading them out loud. It started off with her reading books out loud to me. As the years continued, it was something that became a passion for her. So after a lot of discussions and me having to get over my jealous tendencies, she narrated an erotica novel. She did so well that she has become one of the top requested narrators in the industry. She doesn’t need the money she has earned from it, so she donates all of her earnings to shelters for kids whose parents abandoned them. This went a long way in healing that part of her heart that was hurt by her mother.