by Claire Adams
I don’t know why I had any hope that my father would actually accept me getting married. He never thought I made good decisions. It was the story of our entire relationship. But I did hold out a little hope that my mother would be able to calm him down.
One thing that was extremely clear to me was that there was absolutely no way I was going to get my hands on enough money by the end of the week to pay off Escabar. As we left my family home, I couldn’t help but think I was only days away from being murdered. After Escabar took care of me, he would likely kill Jordan as well, since she knew all the details. Then, of course, he would go after my family for their money.
Just before we left my family grounds, I took a sharp left turn into the wooded area at the edge of our property. There was a small path that the car just barely fit on. The path had been there for years and was used by the gardeners to get to the pond at the other end of the property. I wasn’t ready to go home, and I wasn’t ready to go back to the cabin – the pond seemed like a good place to stop and think.
“Where are we going?” Jordan asked.
“I need to think.”
Jordan looked concerned as she turned and watched me. Her intense gaze seemed to be weighing the pros and cons of the situation. I could tell that she was extremely capable at understanding the situation and what was at stake.
The sun shone brightly as it reflected off the pond. I let my body breathe in deeply as I exited the car. The air seemed sweeter when we were away from the stuffiness of my house. The flowers, animals, and even trees appeared to be there specifically to offer an environmental hug to Jordan and me.
We grabbed a blanket from the trunk of the car, and I spread it out near the edge of the water. Jordan sat down. I sat next to her as we both looked off into the distance. We didn’t need to talk. Both of us already had so much on our minds.
Somewhere in the middle of thinking about getting murdered by Jose Escabar and my father, my thoughts shifted back to Jordan. Her long legs sat twisted up like a pretzel next to me. Her brown hair was swept to one side of her shoulder, and her delicate hands fiddled with a handful of grass she had pulled from next to her.
In that moment, I didn’t really care about Escabar or my father. All I cared about was doing right by Jordan. She had come all the way across the world to meet me, and I had pretty much ruined every moment of our time together.
“I’m sorry,” I said quietly as I grabbed her hand and held onto it.
She didn’t ask what I was sorry for. She didn’t get mad at me. Instead, Jordan just looked back out at the pond and smiled. I saw a small tear leak from her eye and it absolutely killed me. She didn’t deserve a guy like me, she deserved much more. Yet, she was my wife now.
Wife, wow. I really couldn’t believe it.
“How are your ribs?”
“They aren’t nearly as bad. I think I’ll live.” I laughed. “At least, until the end of the week.”
We both awkwardly laughed, but I was seriously freaking out.
“Do you think if I just give him back the black book he is going to let me go?” I asked.
“No.”
“Don’t sugarcoat it for me or anything, Jordan,” I joked.
“I think he’s going to kill you no matter what you do. Even if you pay him back all the money and give him his book back.”
“Great.”
We sat, hand in hand, and looked out over the countryside. I was the man, the husband. I was supposed to be able to keep us both safe and make Jordan happy. I had to think of something.
“We could go stay with my brother Jack in Italy. He’s got a little woodworking business. I’m sure I could pick something up to do for work.”
“Italy is beautiful this time of year, I’m sure,” Jordan said.
She didn’t sound convinced that running off to Italy was a good idea. I didn’t really think it was, either. The second I left town, Escabar would go after my father, and I couldn’t risk that. As much as we had struggled in our relationship over the years, he was my father and I loved him.
“What do you think?” I asked.
“About Italy, or everything else?”
“Everything,” I said as I turned to look at Jordan and held both of her hands in mine.
“I think we should go to the police. Things are too deep now. There’s no way out. When there’s no way out, you have to involve the police.”
I just sat silently and took in what she said. She was right, and I knew it. I desperately wanted there to be another way out of the problem. I wanted to solve it on my own. I wanted to just take over my father’s company, give Escabar his money and book, then move on with my life.
Jordan lay back onto the blanket and looked up at the sky.
Her smile was amazing to me. Even in the midst of everything I had put her through over the last few days, she was smiling.
My hand moved up and down her leg as I watched her face. She seemed so happy right there in that field. She appeared as if she didn’t want to be anywhere else but right there. I decided I didn’t want to leave.
“We could just stay here forever. I’ll build a little cabin. We can live off the land. No one would ever look for us here.”
“Yes.” She laughed as she pulled me down on top of her.
“Ugh,” I moaned, as my ribs moved in pain.
“Oh my gosh. I’m so sorry. I forgot.”
“It’s too late now. I’m on top of you. I’m going to have to stay here until I feel well enough to move.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yep,” I said as I started to move my hips between Jordan’s legs.
“You seem to be moving just fine to me.” She giggled.
“I’m testing myself,” I said, as I continued to thrust my hips. “Yep, I think I can.”
Jordan reached down and unbuckled my pants as our lips touched. Her sweet taste radiated through my body, and I wanted all of her. I wanted to taste her sweetness, but I knew I couldn’t have it all, with my ribs hurting so badly.
“You appear to be fully operational,” she teased as her hand stroked my cock.
“I think we should finish the test run, just to make sure.”
She lifted her hips up and pulled down her bottoms as she spread herself open to let me inside of her. My cock played with her for a moment as I moved my hips forward and back again before she grabbed me and pressed my cock inside of her.
I moved slowly as I watched her face and looked for any signs of discomfort. There were none. She appeared to fully enjoy having my cock filling her up.
“Fuck me, Chase.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
I pressed myself deep inside of Jordan and moved hard into her. I felt her breath on my cheek as I gave every last inch of my body to hers. Her sweet breath drove me to pound into her with everything I had. Harder and harder, I let my body fill hers in the warmth of the day.
“Yes!” she screamed out.
I looked around to see if there was anyone nearby, then I realized we were a good mile away from the house. There was no one around to hear our moans and screams.
“Oh, fuck, yes, Jordan,” I moaned.
She latched onto me, but tried to be gentle as she pulled her fingernails down my back. It was just enough pressure to send my body going crazy, and I thrusted one last time in delight. Under me, I felt Jordan’s hips move with me, and I could tell she was getting close to releasing her sweet orgasm. My hips kept motion with her for just a few more strokes, as her body finally gave in to the pleasure she had been holding onto.
As I watched her release into ecstasy, I finally lowered my body onto hers and felt the pain of my ribs as I did. I certainly shouldn’t have been making love so much. My whole body shook with pain.
“Are you all right?” she asked.
“Yes, I’m perfect,” I whispered in her ear.
My body fell to the side in exhaustion, as I tried not to take deep breaths. The pain was more intense than it had been all day, but I didn’t regret making love
to Jordan. It was our wedding day, after all. We should at least get to be naked before we started thinking about dying.
She curled up next to me and wrapped the blanket around us. For that moment, it was just the two of us in the world. No one was there to hurt me, no one wanted any money from me. There, by the pond at my parents’ house, was our utopia.
The whole time I had been dating, I always wondered how people could settle down with just one woman. It seemed preposterous to me that any man would be fulfilled by one woman. Wouldn’t they always want another?
But as I lay on the ground with Jordan in my arms, I suddenly realized that there was so much more to relationships than wanting another woman or not. In that moment, I didn’t want to be anywhere else. I certainly didn’t want Jordan to be anywhere else. And, I couldn’t imagine ever wanting to give her up for another woman. Sure, it could have just been infatuation, we really had not known each other for long, but I felt like it was something so much more. There was a deep connection between the two of us.
“So, I think you’re right. I think we need to go to the Special Crimes Division. I hate that we have to do this, but I really want to get out of this thing alive.”
“Yeah, me too.”
Jordan snuggled up even closer to me. I felt a huge weight as it was lifted off my shoulders. Sure, going to the police wasn’t going to guarantee I lived, but I did feel like I had a much better shot at it. I didn’t know how they were going to help us for sure. In fact, I might even get myself in a little trouble with them. Some of the money I borrowed from Escabar was used at underground gambling parties, and I was going to have to tell them all about that.
I took in some small breaths as I tried to relax a little. There weren’t very many places in town that I felt safe, but right there by the pond was a pretty perfect location.
“Can we go back to my house and shower before going to the police?” I asked.
I wasn’t really asking permission, more like I wanted to know her thoughts on the matter.
“I think we have until the end of the week before he comes after you. We could probably head back to your house for a little bit. Do you have the black book?”
“Yes, I have it.”
“Do you want to go now?”
“No, I want to lay here with you in my arms for a little bit longer.”
“You know my friend I told you about, Ana? When this is all over, will you help me track her down and make sure she is all right?”
Jordan’s voice cracked a little as she asked me. I had forgotten all about Jordan’s friend who had gone to Miami. If Jordan hadn’t heard from her by then, it was highly likely that something bad had happened to her. But, of course, I wasn’t going to say anything like that to her.
“Of course. She probably has tried to reach you and all this craziness has just messed it up. I’m sure we will find that she’s perfectly happy and safe.”
“I hope so,” Jordan said softly.
I felt her reach up and wipe some tears away from her eyes. I felt so bad for her. She hadn’t had contact with any of her family or friends for at least a week.
“What about your mother? Have you heard from her?”
“No, but she’s traveling. She’ll get in touch as soon as she gets back. At least I know she is safe with her husband.”
“Yes, that is a good thing. At least we know she is safe.”
The two of us looked up at the sky, and I said a little prayer for Jordan’s loved ones. I really did hope her friend Ana and her mother would be able to get in touch soon. It had to have been driving her crazy not to hear from them.
“I’m going to start the process of standing up,” I joked as I rolled over.
My ribs felt like they were about to break in half, as I used both of my hands to steady myself as I stood up. It was going to be another long day. I was going to need another one of my pain pills if I was going to make it through it.
“I should put some clothes on if we are going to the police station,” Jordan teased as she stood up naked.
“Nope, I think they will listen to us more if you show up like that. I like that outfit the best. Let’s just go right now.”
“You’re a goof!”
Chapter Twenty
Jordan
As we pulled up to Chase’s house, I couldn’t help but remember the day I hid in his safe room and Chase almost died. It was so eerie at his house. I was sure there had to be someone waiting to jump us when we walked in.
“Maybe we should just go to a hotel?” I asked.
My eyes darted back and forth around the front entrance to the house as I waited for the inevitable person to move from their hiding spot. I felt my heart pounding harder and harder as Chase got out of the car to go inside.
I didn’t want to be left outside in the car. I was terrified that someone was watching his house and that they would hurt me.
“It’s all right. I’m sure we are fine for today. But I’ll go walk through just to make sure,” Chase said as he made his way to the front door.
“Oh, no, you don’t. I’m not staying out in the car alone.” I jumped up and was behind him in less than two seconds.
He just laughed and held onto my hand as we walked inside. He was a strong man. I liked that he was built to take care of me. Even though we had been through so much in the last few days, I still felt like he could keep me safe. I still felt like he would do anything to keep me from getting hurt.
The one thing I noticed most was how at ease Chase seemed since we had gotten married. His shoulders were more relaxed, and his whole body appeared to have a sense of relief. I wasn’t sure if it was getting married, talking to his father, or deciding to go to the police that was to blame for his new, cooler temperament, but I liked it.
The house had been thoroughly ransacked, but we knew that already. “I think you should take a shower first. I’ll stay out here,” Chase said as we walked through the rest of the house.
“All right.”
I knew there was no need to argue with him, both of us felt uneasy about being in the house. It was creepy. I imagined it was a similar feeling to being in a home where a murder had occurred. You could tell there were happy times in the home, but the lasting memory would always be the violence that had happened only a few short days before.
“Are you hungry?” Chase asked as I started to undress in the master bath.
“Starving.”
“I’ll make you some eggs,” he said as he left the room.
I was starting to think that eggs were the only thing Chase knew how to make. But I was significantly hungry, so eggs would be just fine. My body was tired, more like exhausted, as I stepped inside the warm shower.
The pulsing massage heads of the shower instantly went to work on my sore muscles. I closed my eyes as I tried to relax. So much had happened in the last few days, so much more than I could have ever imagined.
For the first time since I arrived in America, I started to regret my decision to come. If I had stayed in Liechtenstein, I would have been safe. I wouldn’t have met Chase and I wouldn’t have to deal with the sense of dread and fear over something happening to him.
I let the warm water engulf me as I thought of my mother and Ana. I missed them dearly and really wanted to talk to them as soon as possible. But as I turned the water off, I was rushed back to the present and how I genuinely cared about Chase. I didn’t want anything to happen to him. I thought, together, we had a possibility of getting him out of his situation alive. Together, we worked really damn well, and I was prepared to stay with him.
There wasn’t a feeling of obligation in staying with Chase. I genuinely had feelings for him. It was crazy to think after such a short time that I would be able to have feelings, but I did. My stomach fluttered anytime I was near him. My mouth got dry when I tried to talk around him. My heart raced at the thought of making love to him. And now, we had just become husband and wife. I had to do everything possible to help him in his situati
on.
“Chase,” I yelled out.
“Just a second.”
I waited for about a minute before I dropped my towel and walked out to the main door in the hallway.
“Chase,” I beckoned.
Chase took the eggs off the stove and then turned to look at me. I stood naked as I leaned against the doorframe and licked my lips to tease him. Chase opened his prescription bottle of pain medication and took one before he made his way down the hallway.
“You, my wife, are sexy as fuck,” he said, as his lips stopped only inches away from mine.
“I like that.”
“It’s true. I’m the luckiest man in the world.”
Chase let his fingertips glide gently from my neck, down over my erect nipple and then slowly down my abdomen. The whole time, he kept direct eye contact with me. It was intense and made my whole body shiver with excitement.
“Lie on the bed,” he ordered me.
“No,” I teased.
“Oh, did you just say no?”
“Yep, you’re too tired. You lie on the bed.” I smiled.
Chase knew I was right. His body had to have been sore from our afternoon at the pond. There was no way he had enough energy to be on top of me again. I knew he was in pain; I had just watched him take his second pain pill in the last hour. I couldn’t contribute to that pain.
“How about we both lie in the bed?” he teased as he started to get undressed.
“Yes.”
Chase locked his bedroom door behind us as we both climbed into his silk-covered bed. The fabric felt delightful against my naked body. I quickly pressed myself up against Chase and pulled the silk covers up to cover my ass.
The comfort of the bed quickly overcame both of us, and I felt myself drifting off to sleep in Chase’s arms. We were both still so exhausted. It wasn’t as sexy as we would have wanted for our first night as husband and wife, but it would have to do. We fell asleep naked in each other’s arms.
***
Surprisingly, we both slept extremely well. It was total peace all night long, and both of us were just too tired to fight off the sleep.
As we woke up and snuggled naked in his bed, I couldn’t help but giggle a little. We were already turning into the old married couple who chose sleep over sex. It was pretty funny to me.
