by K E Osborn
Silence fills the room.
“Sarah, Chris, c’mon let’s give them some space,” Mom says, and they leave the room.
Jenson takes a seat and starts to read:
“I, the undersigned, Alistair Patrick O’Connell, residing at 1 Burdette Lane, in the city of Mornington Vale, born on June 2nd, 1950, make my last will and testament as follows.
“I hereby expressly revoke all other wills, codicils, and legacies predating the present will.
“I wish to be buried at the family plot at the Mornington Vale Cemetery.
“I wish to leave assets to the following individuals named hereinafter, in the following proportions:
“To my son, Aiden Alistair Patrick O’Connell, born March 22nd 1984, I hereby leave to you my business and assets from O’Connell Finance Incorporated, and therefore leave the running of said business to you, to run as you see fit, in conjunction with said business in Tokyo, Japan.
“To my son, Blair Patrick Morgan O’Connell, born November 25th 1986, I hereby leave to you my lake house in Valley Springs along with its contents and assets to do with as you see fit.
“To my daughter, Brielle Callie Eleanor O’Connell, born January 31st 1988, I hereby leave to you my main place of residency being 1 Burdette Lane, in the city of Mornington Vale, its contents and assets are left to you to do with as you see fit.
“To my wife, Callie Anne O’Connell, born August 26th 1955, I hereby leave to you the sum of fifteen million dollars to be placed in to your personal savings account on signing of this will and testament.
“I leave the sum of money deposited in my personal bank account, including term deposits and shares to be divided equally between the following:
Eleanor Mary Edwina O’Connell, mother, born August 3rd 1929, for 25%.
Aiden Alistair Patrick O’Connell, son, born March 22nd 1984 for 25%.
Blair Patrick Morgan O’Connell, son, born November 25th 1986 for 25% and
Brielle Callie Eleanor O’Connell, daughter, born January 31st 1988 for 25%.
“All funeral expenses and outstanding exports of funds are to be paid by my insurances upon the event of my death.
“I hereby leave a few words to my family.
“I knew something was wrong with me when I woke up and I didn’t know where I was. The house I was in was empty and no one was in it except for me and I couldn’t understand why, then I remembered. I went to the doctors and had some tests done and they told me I had a fast onset form of dementia. I kept it from you all as I didn’t want to admit that I was sick. So while I still had normal brain function, I made this will and testament, so I knew that everything would be taken care of in the event of my brain failing before my body. I herein leave these parting words to the people I hold most dear.
“To my mother, Eleanor, I know I have sometimes been a hard son to take ownership of, but every day of my life I loved you the way a son should. You were the one who kept me sane through the years growing up and I’ll always remember and respect you for that. Mother, I love you.”
I look at Nana she has tears rolling down her face. Callie puts her arm around her as she wipes a tear from her cheek.
“To Aiden, my boy. I know I’ve raised you with tough love so you will be strong and resilient in times of crisis, and to be the best you can be in your field. I’m sorry for riding you so hard all these years, but I felt with the right push you would became an expert in your field, which of course you have, and for that I’m truly proud. I know that leaving the business to you will only help it grow within your grasp. I’m the proudest father in the world when I look at what you have accomplished, but it is my hope son that you come to your senses and do not marry her. As believe me son, it will be your downfall.”
I look at Aiden, he’s scowling at Jenson. I can’t believe even after his death Aiden’s father is still trying to get rid of me.
“To my son, Blair, what can I say? We’ve definitely had our ups and downs, but just because I don’t agree with your life choices, doesn’t mean I don’t care about you. Thank you for pushing me and making me see the world a little differently.”
Guess that’s not the, ‘I apologize for being a moron,’ I was expecting, but Blair seems fine with it.
“To my bright star, Brielle, the epitome of daddy’s little girl. I know I’ve pushed you to be the best you can. I also know you want to move forward with a career in finance and maybe once I’m gone Aiden will give you that opportunity. You were always a bright sparkle in my eye, and I hold high hopes for you to be the best you can be. Look after your mother for me, and spend as much time with her as you can. She loves you just as much as I do.”
That was sweet. She is trying hard to hold back the tears.
“And finally, to my wife, Callie. I know we’ve had many differences over the years, but I’m grateful to have had you in my life. You were never a convenience or a distraction as I so often called you. You were my wife and I loved you from the moment we laid eyes on each other. I’m so proud of you, and how you raised our children, and I’m also proud that you helped me raise them to be the best that they can be. Without you, Callie, my life was empty and I hope to tell you this before I lose myself completely. I understand that I’m a different man now than who I was when you met me. I let my job become the center of my universe instead of you and for that I’m truly regretful. Callie, I’ll always love you, but I wish you every happiness for the future.”
Mike looks at Callie who is seems relieved. Jenson finishes reading out Alistair’s farewell to her.
Jenson puts down the piece of paper and looks at us. “So, there you have it. Are there any questions?”
I glance at Aiden who’s looking around the room. No one says anything.
“If everyone could sign at the bottom of this document, I can start getting this all sorted for you,” he says, handing the document to Blair. He looks at Aiden for guidance. Aiden nods and everyone signs the document.
“We’re done,” he says, and then he gets up and leaves.
“Who wants more pancakes?” Nana asks, breaking the silence.
“Bree gets the house?” Blair asks jokingly, making us laugh again.
“Hey, I worked hard to get this house, thank you very much,” she jokes.
“You get a house, and I live in a warehouse. Go figure,” he says, laughing.
“I’ll swap with you. I love the warehouse,” she says, calling his bluff.
“Oh no, I love my warehouse,” he says with a cheeky grin.
Bree throws a pancake at him, hitting him in the face. We stop and watch Blair for his reaction.
“This is your house now, so you have to clean that up,” he says as he picks up a pancake and throws it back at her. We laugh and eventually everyone leaves as Mike takes Aiden, Callie, and I back to our home.
We walk inside and head straight for the shower. Aiden turns on the water and we step in. The water feels fantastic on my skin. I wet my hair, and Aiden takes my shampoo and lathers it up in his hands and massages my scalp. His fingers feel like heaven on my head. I relax instantly at his touch. He gently moves my hair to help the shampoo wash out; he repeats the same with the conditioner. I turn to him and look into his bright blue smoldering eyes; he smiles and leans in to kiss me. He kisses me passionately and pushes me against the shower wall. I kiss him back and my hands run through his hair. Sometimes when people are in pain they seek forms of pleasure, so I let Aiden seek his pleasure with me. He moves his hand down from my shoulder slowly grazing my breast, side and hip as he moves his hand very slowly down there and then gently moves in. I feel his erection growing against me while he leans in closer. I move my hand down to his length and use one finger to trace along the edges of him. His breathing hitches as does mine when he moves his finger and rotates it on my clitoris.
I lean my head back against the wall and feel the pleasure rising throughout my body while he kisses my neck. His finger runs circles around my clitoris and the feeling becomes int
ense. I move my hand to grasp him and gently pull up and down on his shaft, making him exhale and moan. He moves his hand lower until he reaches my opening and he inserts his fingers slowly easing them in and out of me.
“Oh, Jeni,” he whispers into my mouth as his hips react to my touch. I start to moan as he moves his fingers inside me, using his thumb on my clitoris. Abruptly he pulls his fingers out of me and moves his hands to my ass. He grins mischievously as he lifts me and leans me hard against the cold tile wall. I wrap my legs around his waist, and he plunges himself into me, holding onto my weight using the wall as support.
I moan quite loud when he enters me and the feeling of the hot water flowing down my front, the cold wall at my back and Aiden inside me is sensory overload. I lean my head down to meet his and kiss him sensually while he slowly pushes in and out of me. He moves in slowly and pulls out quickly, then in slowly and out quickly. I hold on around his neck, and my fingers pull gently on his hair. He grips onto my ass tightly as he pushes inside me, and his breathing is becomes erratic. He starts to move quicker at a faster tempo. He’s very deep and the feeling is fulfilling as he moves inside me. Our hips are in motion with each other as he pushes me hard against the wall. My moans become louder as he thrusts in harder and faster.
“Oh, Aiden, harder,” I moan while he rests his head in my breasts, kissing it.
“Ahh, ahh, ahh,” I moan as he thrusts inside me faster and faster. I grip onto his bare shoulders, cutting him with my nails.
“Oh, oh, Jeni,” he muffles while thrusting inside me. His face scrunches in that delicious way and I know he’s close, but he changes the tempo and slows down, surprising me. My breathing slows a little as he moves deeper but slower inside me. He obviously doesn’t want it to be over just yet and is trying to make the pleasure last. He moves his head up to kiss me and then he rotates and thrusts into me, it’s so intense that I start to feel the heat rise within me.
“Jeni, look at me. I want to watch you come,” he says, looking straight into my eyes and smirks. I moan loudly while he continues his slow torturous rhythm, he rotates slowly and thrusts quickly, slowly picking up the pace while my breathing hitches. He quickens his pace, knowing it will send me over the edge.
“Aiiiden,” I moan. He kisses me, thrusting quickly and at an even tempo. The heat floods me, and I moan into his mouth as I orgasm around him. My body shakes and I cry out his name, all the while looking deep into his eyes. I go limp in his arms but he holds me tightly and continues. The feeling is so sensitive and overwhelming as he thrusts into me repeatedly. He moans, and I can tell he’s close. His face scrunches, he moans loudly, and his breathing is erratic. I start to feel the heat rising again, my back arches and my breathing hitches. We both moan loudly as he jolts and I tighten around him as he unloads inside me and we climax together. He rests his head in my neck and I rest mine against his, waiting for our breathing to ease.
He gently steps back from me to take himself from inside me. I wince as he does, and I unwrap my Jell-O like legs from him and place them on the ground. He holds onto me at my waist while I lean against the wall for support, resting his head against mine. The water still cascades over us while he helps me to steady myself against him.
He kisses me softly and backs away, pulling me with him under the water.
“You. Are. Trouble,” he says to me cheekily.
“Hey, you started it.”
He leans in to kiss me again, embracing me under the hot flowing water. He pulls out the body wash, lathers it up in his hands and then his hands are all over me. I smile at him when he reaches my folds. He moves in and gently washes, even though it’s still very sensitive to the touch, and I jolt a little making him chuckle.
I return the favor and wash him thoroughly. When we get out of the shower, both of us are wrinkled messes. We dry ourselves, get dressed, and then make our way to the kitchen for lunch. We head to the sofa to watch a marathon of The Game of Thrones while he massages my feet and I end up falling asleep on the sofa at his soothing touch.
Eventually I wake, and Aiden is still massaging my feet. I feel so lucky to have him in my life after everything we have been through together.
“Hi, baby, nice nap?” he asks then he kisses my big toe, making me laugh.
“Yes, it was awesome,” I take my feet from him and move so I’m cuddling into him.
“I have an idea,” he says out of the blue.
“Okay?”
“Come with me,” he says, standing up from the sofa. We walk out of the house to the Aston Martin and get in.
“So, where are we going?”
He looks at me and winks. “It’s a surprise.”
“Am I dressed appropriately?” I ask as I’m only wearing a little summer dress and some flip-flops.
“Doesn’t matter what you’re wearing. We can buy clothes when we get there.”
“Aiden, where are we going?”
“You’ll see,” he says. “Sit back and enjoy the ride.”
We drive for an hour or so until we reach the coast. We drive past a sign that says “Welcome to Valley Springs, Population 248.” We drive down a long windy road with wild flowers lining the sides. We pull up out the front and I see that the house is more of a modernized wooden cottage; it reminds me a lot of Nana’s café.
We step out of the car and I walk with Aiden to the front garden, which is covered in green and white lilacs. The air is sweet and there are no city noises. It’s peaceful.
“Aiden, this is amazing.”
“I see you still like to use that word,” he says. We walk around the side of the house facing the lake. The house has extended ceilings so it looks like a two story house from outside, but when I look through the full length windows it’s only one story, with a mezzanine.
We stand on the deck and peer out over the lake where ducks and their ducklings are swimming. This place is truly breathtaking. I’m so jealous of Blair. How wonderful would it be to own a place like this? We walk around to the front door, open it, and walk inside a very modern stylish home.
It is a three bedroomed home. In the main bedroom, there is a king sized bed with a white duvet with lots of fluffy pillows. In the en-suite, there is a big white spa bath. I walk back into the bedroom from the bathroom and I see Aiden sitting on the bed, gazing out the floor to ceiling window at the lake.
“This place is… I’m speechless, there are no words,” I say, sitting next to him on the bed.
“I was hoping you would like it, baby,” he says.
“Like it? I love it. I could spend forever here,” I say, falling back onto the bed, sinking in to the soft quilt.
“That’s good because when you were asleep, I bought it from Blair for you.”
“What? Are you kidding me?”
“No, it’s all yours.”
“Oh my God, Aiden. I’ve always wanted a lake house, and now we have one?”
“C’mon, let’s go and get a few things to tide us over,” he says, taking my hand and leading me to the front door. We drive into the small town.
“How long are we staying for?” I ask.
“I was thinking we’d head back Sunday night.”
“Three whole days sound fantastic. I know you’re busy at work, and you are sacrificing your time, but this is just what I need. Some alone time with you.”
I stare at the sun beaming through the window. We arrive in town and Aiden leads me to a small clothing shop first. He picks out some sexy lingerie and some other very intimate items of clothing. I pick out some jeans and a few tops. He carries my lingerie to the counter.
“Pervert,” I whisper to him. He smiles and kisses my cheek.
After he pays for the clothing, we purchase a few items from the grocery store, including strawberries and chocolate dipping sauce. These will be handy for later.
We make our way back to the lake house, unpack and head outside with a glass of wine and sit on the deck. This is the most relaxing, peaceful place I’ve ever been, a
nd I’m so glad it’s ours and that I’m here sitting on the lap of my soul mate and one true love.
Once the sun is down, we head inside and make dinner as soft instrumental music plays in the background. I take a seat on the sofa and Aiden sits next to me.
“Are you happy?” he asks.
“The only time I’ve been happier is when you asked me to marry you,” I say as he wraps his arm around me.
“Which time?”
“Which time what?” I ask.
“Which proposal made you the happiest?”
“Both babe, they both have a special place in my heart.”
We lie together on the sofa kissing like teenagers until the oven timer lets us know our dinner is ready.
“I don’t think we’ve had a make out session like that before,” he says, making me laugh.
“No, I think that was officially our first. Normally we can’t keep our hands off each other and it always ends up with us being naked.”
He stands up from the sofa, lifting me in his arms. He takes me to the table where we eat our first meal at our lake house.
CHAPTER 26
I look out the window at the ducks swimming on the lake.
“Morning, beautiful. I wasn’t sure you were awake; I’ve been laying here just watching you. You are the most beautiful woman, and I’m the luckiest guy in the world.”
“I’m awake. Thanks, I feel the same. I still can’t believe this place is really ours.”
“All ours, baby,” he says while he continues to kiss my cheek repeatedly.
“Feel like a morning dip?” he asks, pulling the covers off his legs and dangling them over the side of the bed.
