Love Came Back (a Pyro-Princess Design and Style novel Book 1)

by Garza, Stephanie Nicole

  “I plan on making my girls dream come true. Her bastard of an ex somehow burned down the store she owned. I want it so she could make her own shop. Brianne is almost done with school, so the second shop will be hers and we could add like a nails and massage parlor. One of the girls Sidda employs is going to school for massage therapy. We could demolish a wall and just make Sidda’s place bigger.”

  My father stayed quiet and my uncle had a sneer in his expression, my cousin and mother just waited. My mother had a huge smile on her face and my cousin shook his head, and mouthed, ‘pussy whipped’. I just rolled my eye at that. Uncle Braedon just stared at me with speculation and that look of condemnation was adamant in his eyes.

  “All that for some girl? That’s mighty extravagant. How old even is this chickie? Twenty-five? Konner, that’s a baby. You’re almost a decade older than she is.” Uncle Bray smirked at the idea of me wanting to give a girl something so massive. The comment of age made my back teeth clench because it was a snide comment. He meant it in a condescending way. I was not the only one who tensed.

  The other two males in the room had stiffened as well. The mother of Lucan’s daughter was seven years younger, and my mother was ten years my da’s junior. Although Lucan’s relationship didn’t work out because she didn’t want to be a mother, that hadn’t soured Braedon’s thoughts before.

  So when my voice turned hard as granite, not even my mother said anything. “She’s my everything. I was put on this earth to make her dreams come true. She is mine and has given her heart to me willingly. I already talked to da about it. She’s not ‘some girl’. Don’t make the mistake of cutting her. She means more to me than anything this world has to offer. Cut her again and you will not like what the retaliation-”

  “Konner, don’t. Dad, please. I believe you’ve just been told.” Lucan got up, settled his Stetson on his head, and moved to kiss my mother’s cheek, “Aunt. Gentlemen.” He stormed out of the house and I heard his Harley roar before hearing it fade.

  “Ailey, luv, could you being me a cup o’ coffee, binneas?”

  My mother nodded and walked away. This was a subject my father and uncle never agreed on. Their marriage. He was five years older than my da and still tried to make subtly rude comments.

  “Listen Braedon, ye are my brother and I love ye but don’t put you’re failed bullshit of a marriage on me and mine. Konner is a smart boy and when he knows, he knows. Ye weren’t supposed to marry that Mary, Bray. Ye loved that sweet wee girl, Merida. Remember? She followed ye everywhere. Ye ken that but still married Mary anyway because she was your age and had money. She was a social climber. The only bloody thing you got from her is a good son. Lucan is a good man. I ken when I met Ailey she was the one. Just as my boy knows. Everyone in our family married for love except you. You did it for money and connections. Your greed doesn’t become you brother mine. It only makes you bitter.”

  My father always knew how to keep his brother’s mouth shut. He turned to me and continued. “We better meet this girl and soon, son. I know the look in your eyes when you’ve spoken about her. She’s you’re heart and soul. Take the property and have the company do whatever needs to be done. It’s yours to do as you please.”

  When a gift is presented to you, be grateful. They are few and far between. In this family, you had to earn everything you receive. If you didn’t or couldn’t earn it, it wasn’t meant to be yours.

  “Thanks, da. Siddaleigh means the world to me.”

  My uncle snickered, got up and stomped away. The dark cloud that hovered over him went away too. Hearing the front door slam, my mother whisked her way back into the dining room.

  “Athair, wait until you meet her. She’s fire and passion and is so strong after everything she’s been through. It’s like a burning flame, racing’ through my veins. I dinna ever think I’d see her again. Now that I’ve found her, I won’t lose her again. If that means using every cent I’ve ever made on making her dreams come to life, then so be it. She’s worth giving up the stars for. The part of my soul that was missing is full once again.”

  Sitting down next to my da, my mother gave me a sweet smile.

  “Konner, I am so happy ye’re planning to settle down. Isn’t this the girl you told us about before? That was such a long time ago. Fate brought the two of ye together not once but twice. I am so happy for ye, luv. I canna wait to meet her. Before yer birthday, we are having that family bar-b-q. That would be a perfect time for her to come meet us and the rest of the crazy family.” With this, my mother and father laughed heartily.

  Calling the family crazy was not how I wanted Sidda to think of the family but it is what it is. Now that I had cart blanche on the property, I knew Siddaleigh would like to fix it how she always dreamed.

  “Alright, I know she’ll love to. I’m finally able to take her out on a real date, so I need to get going and get ready. Thank you, I know hearing what uncle Bray said isn’t easy and I’m sorry he tried to make a scene. That was not-.” Da cut me off with the front of his palm.

  “You let me worry about my brother, son. He just doesn’t ken how to take what happened to him with grace. Mary was conniving and after having Lucan, she hated the sight of him and Bray. Despite the money Bray had. She left right before you were born. Don’t bury trouble. He’ll deal in his own time. Who ken what his future holds? You just remember that that girl is welcome in this home and this family. I donna ken what’s happened in her life and I hope ye don’ forget that it doesna matter to us. She is yers, therefore she is ours.”

  “Konner, luv?”

  My mother spoke as I was getting up. “Yes, máthair?”

  “Always keep yer promises. No matter what. If this girl is yer one true love, then cherish every moment ye have with her.”

  I walked over to her, picked her up in my arms and whispered, “Mother, with my life, she’s it.”

  That statement was a promise I’d take to the grave. I’d kill for her; I’d die for her. Most of all, I’ll live for her.

  “I ken ye well, my son. Be happy. Bring her home.”

  With that, I said my goodbyes. I had an hour and a half to kill. While her ex was still on the loose I knew this date could wait until he’s caught, but Siddaleigh deserved to go out and not have to worry about anything. I’m going to show my girl how to have a real good time.

  32

  Official Date

  ..::Siddaleigh::..

  It was only five more minutes until Konner would be here. I was ready. The girls had left about fifteen minutes ago and to settle my nerves, I had grabbed a high ball glass and took my secret Jameson whisky stash and put two fingers full. The amber liquid was smooth and warmed my chest and tummy.

  Just what I needed. Something to calm all the nervous energy racing throughout my veins. Mikhail had taken me out only on a few dates and after that disaster, I just couldn’t bring myself to really date much. Or at all. Mags took me out on friend dates. Even with all the self-defense classes I took and all the therapy. Guys, any kind, still made me jittery. Until Konner. His arms around me that first time, I didn’t feel fear or unease. It was crazy how he could not only make me feel so secure and safe but hot and lusty, too.

  I had been thinking about the fire and I know Konner just wanted to give me something to take my mind off of it. So for tonight, that’s what I was doing. Last night, did not happen. Nix on the fire crap for a night, Siddaleigh ole girl. Your man’s gonna take you for a night out.

  That’s when the doorbell rang. Shit. I swallowed the last finger of whisky in a rush. Good Lord, that fired my body up and I walked myself in front of the foyer mirror to make sure I looked nice and tight. I might not stop traffic with my plus size body, but Konner has never seen me dressed like this before.

  I smoothed out the imaginary wrinkles and fluffed out the fifty’s style swing dress and silk petticoat, then opened the door.

  Oh. My. God. I think I’ve just died and gone to Heaven! Konner looked like…

 
“Whoa”.

  That was the only way to describe his attire. He had on a pair of well-worn but shiny cowboy boots with an intricate design and the denim that wrapped around his magnificent legs and thighs looked so good. Only snug in the crotch area. My eyes were glued. I wondered how the back would look. Konner had a great ass and the way his front looked and then-holy mother-twitched-.

  My God. It just twitched. His dick is getting hard! Get your eyes off his package. GET. THEM. OFF. You hussy.

  “Up here, banphrionsa.” Konner chuckled when he noticed where my eyes had got momentarily stuck. Making the rest of the way where his black button up long sleeve shirt gripped his chest, shoulders and biceps appreciatively, I was amazed he could fit them in there. My God. He wasn’t the most handsome or model hot, but his ruggedness and sensuality made him hot in my book. A manly man. The smile on his face was lit up like the fourth of July.

  “Damn, baby. You look so absolutely perfect.”

  He trimmed his hair even closer to his scalp. He wasn’t bald but it was close enough and I was dying to tickle my fingers with the short hairs. To me, he was all that was man and perfect. Tall, dark, all alpha male specimen ready for just me. In my mind and heart, I thought it was a good thing to go out, but if I was listening to my pink parts? She’d be saying, ‘Do not go anywhere. The bedroom is right down the hallway.’

  “You’re so beautiful.”

  “Sidda, that’s my line, babe. You ready for me to rock your world?”

  “You already have. But yes. Take me wherever you want.”

  Not twenty minutes later he had us parked at a steakhouse I’ve never been in Downtown Houston. He had reservations, how I didn’t know and I didn’t ask. We were seated quickly. Instead of sitting across from each other as I thought we’d do, he scooched me over and sat next to me with an arm around the back of the booth seat.

  While ordering our food, his hand drifted from the seat to the curve of my neck, down my arm closest to him and settled on my knee just underneath the petticoat.

  I looked up at him and he turned to glance at me with raised eyebrows.

  “Well, babe? What are you wanting?”

  As the scoundrel was saying this, his hand crept up my thigh where he proceeded to caress and knead my inner thigh.

  “Huh?” I knew my voice came out husky and just a little rough. I thanked God there was a tablecloth to cover the little wicked touches he was giving me.

  “To eat, Siddaleigh. Did you have enough time to look at the menu?”

  His work-rough fingers squeezed my thigh and I felt a finger or two brush up against my already dampening panties.

  “I want sausage.”

  Oh. My. God. I’ve just made ignoramus status. Sausage?

  “I mean meat.”

  Fuck. That didn’t come out right either. The waiters face was beet red and Konner couldn’t help but chuckling at my verbal faux pas. I couldn’t help but turn my head to stare at the designs on the table. Thank God I don’t normally come here.

  “She’ll have a well-done rib eye, a loaded potato and greens. Thanks.”

  The waiter took our order and scurried off. Must be to get away from my idiocy. Tonight was not starting out great and I was getting frustrated. I trapped his hand between my thighs.

  “What was that Konner? What are you doing to me?” I took a napkin to my flushed face and patted the sheen of sweat from my brow.

  “Tempting you, mo féin. As well as myself apparently. Here, feel.” He easily grasped my hand and brought it to his thickening jeans.

  “Oh, my God.”

  I was becoming intoxicated, without the help of any alcohol. Or maybe from the highball I had earlier but this was like ten times worse. I loved the feel of him. It made me feel powerful and beautiful. I released my legs and he laid his newly freed hand back to my knee and massaged it. Kneading out the kinks in his hand from being squeezed.

  He brought his lips to my ear, tugged on it with his teeth for a moment before saying, “You gonna keep your hand on my dick, babe?”

  “Crap!” I snatched my hand and hastily looked around to see if we had any onlookers. Then I saw an older couple staring at us with genuine smiles planted on their faces. Yup, my face has learned every shade of red by now. The woman shook her head and mouthed, ‘Men’.

  Oh. God. Luckily, I had nothing to eat yet because my stomach was rolling.

  I looked over towards the gentleman. He just smirked and it looked as if he nodded his head approvingly at Konner.

  Double oh, God. I wanted to face-plant the table, but I didn’t want to leave a mark. That’s how our dinner went. Little teases. Konner got me so worked up, I felt as if I was going to combust right there at the table. Dastardly man.

  For part two of our date, he took me to some backwoods country club. Or so it looked from the outside. There was a line of smokers in one designated area and a line that waited to get in.

  “Konner, I don’t want to wait in a long line.”

  “Oh, m’love, so little faith in your man. Don’t worry.”

  He took my hand and walked me to the front of the line. Several people looked at us with disdain and I was getting uncomfortable.

  “O’Brian, you dog. About time you showed your ugly mug,” he noticed me and did a toe to head look with appreciation. Whistling he said, “Damn boy, this one looks-“

  “Danny, no.”

  The bouncer Danny just gave me this wicked smile and opened the door to let us through. Obviously Konner knew this guy, and I’m just glad I didn’t have to wait in that atrocious line.

  The place looked filled to the max. There were tables everywhere, where chicks in tight tops and skimpy shorts wearing straw hats floated around offering tubes of drinks and the dance floor took up a third of the building. On it, many people danced to Jason Aldean’s ‘She’s Country’

  I felt the beat vibrate through my body and my foot tapped to the beat. Konner looked down at me with a sweet smile and nodded his head towards the dance floor in invitation.

  “No, Konner. I don’t dance in public, or anywhere. Please. I don’t need my extra bits jiggling and bouncing all over the place. I didn’t think you’d be the type to dance anyways. I figured you were wanting a drink or two and talk.”

  Konner’s smile disappeared and he grabbed the lapels of my cardigan and brought my mouth up to his, where he kissed me roughly. Silently demanding my surrender. I let him because when he kissed me so desperately, I melted into Sidda-goo. When he released me, we were both breathing heavily and his eyes darkened with some untold force and he snuggled his nose against mine.

  Konner looked into my eyes and I felt trapped in. How can this man ensnare me so deeply? Everything that surrounded us faded into a haze of nothing as he told me, “Never, and I mean never, let me hear you talk like that again. You, and your body are perfect. And all mine.”

  He trailed his gaze over my body and with a gentle but firm grip of my hand he practically dragged me to a back area where the rest rooms were and many doors that lead who knows where. He grabbed a random door knob and walked me backwards into it.

  “Konner how-

  “I worked here during leaves sometimes, when I came home. I’m going to show you just how desirable all your hot little bits are.”

  My back met a wall where Konner dropped to his knees. I know my eyes must’ve bugged out because this was seriously getting out of control. His hands were stroking over my ankles, up my calves and smoothed their way up my thighs. His fingertips trailed the line of my panties where he slowly tickles the apex of my thighs then grabs the hem. All I heard was fabric ripping and Konner looking at me salaciously. It was dark, but the light from the door frames us in dull light so I saw mostly everything.

  Konner trailed my ruined panties down my legs and allowed me to step out of them. He lifted them to his nose where, oh. My. He was not doing what I think he’s doing.

  “I can smell your need right here Sidda. All for me.” He stuffs them in hi
s jeans and lifts one of my legs to drape it over his shoulder. Pushing up my petticoat and dress, he said, “Hold this, my hands are going to be busy.” I took the fluff into my hands and grip them tightly as his mouth eagerly meets my newly sensitive parts.

  “Dear God Almighty. Holy, holy mother of-oh, boy. That’s so wicked, Konner. So good. Just in case you didn’t notice, I waxed.” With that little bit of information, he stilled. He nuzzled into the flesh above my vagina and felt the smooth span of skin with his barely there stubble.

  “Jesus, Konner that feels amazing. Love that. Love you.”

  His quiet laughter tickled my skin even more. His tongue quickly made its way back to torturing my clit and he ran a finger against my arousal before slipping it inside. I could feel my legs begin to quiver in pending release. My knees were wobbling and liable to make me lose balance soon. A few more minutes of him devouring me and I was almost to my breaking point, but my knees couldn’t take standing anymore. Before I slid down the wall, his hand that gripped my thigh came to my waist to anchor me to the wall. The orgasm that came shortly after rocked my world.

  Beads of sweat came down my face and my breath was erratic and he lapped up my release and didn’t stop. His finger slipped from my entrance and he ran it over the lips of my vagina and back to my rear.

  “Whoa. Konner. What-wait.

  He sucked my clit harder and the words fell from my lips. He was taking my release and teasing my other entrance. Never have I ever felt something so intense. He was never stopping and making me buildup to another orgasm. I couldn’t take it. I told him this and the teasing finger penetrated my rear gently and the pain was barely there because all I felt was pleasure.

  “Fuck. Yes. Konner almost there again.” I was starting to get more sensitive down there and with it I was getting ticklish. I couldn’t help but release a much needed giggle in response. I begged Konner to stop. He slowed down and took one long slow lick down to my entrance and tongued it with enough force that I came instantly. My eyes flittered closed and it was like seeing white hot flashes and I felt more heat spool between my legs. His mouth took my release and his hand came from my rear and cupped my vagina as he backed away.