“Hey, Mom,” I answered.
“Good morning, Luke. Your father and I were wondering if you and Lily would like to go to Bernie’s bar tonight for a couple of drinks.”
I told her to hold on as I looked at Lily and asked her if she wanted to go. She smiled and nodded her head as she took a sip of her coffee.
“Sounds good, Mom. How about we meet around seven?”
“Excellent! We’ll see the two of you tonight. I love you, Luke.”
“I love you too, Mom,” I said as I hit the end button.
31
Lily
After spending the day with Charley, Luke took her back to her apartment as I got ready to meet his parents at the bar. I couldn’t stop thinking about how devastated Charley was when her father told her that he couldn’t visit. It was a feeling that I knew too well, and how I wish I didn’t. As I stood in front of my full-length mirror and stared at the girl looking back at me, I thought that she looked happy and fulfilled. Had fate finally led me to where I was supposed to be? I’d never been this happy, and now that I’d settled things with my mother, an overwhelming sense of peace had landed in my life; it was a feeling I never wanted to lose.
“What are you thinking about?” Luke asked as he came up from behind me and wrapped his arm around me, burying his nose into my neck.
“I was just thinking about how my life has worked out, and how happy I am because of you.” I smiled.
A low growl came from the back of his throat as he took in my scent. “Do you have any idea how good you smell?”
“Judging that you have one hand squeezing my boob and the other up my dress, I think I have a pretty good idea.” I laughed.
“Can you feel that?” Luke whispered as he pushed his body against me, looking at me through the mirror.
“Yes, I can feel how hard you are, baby, but we don’t have time.” I smiled as I turned around and kissed him on the cheek. “Look at the clock; it’s 6:45, and we have to meet your parents in fifteen minutes,” I said as I walked over to my closet and grabbed my shoes.
“Damn, Lily, you sure know how to give a guy blue-balls!” he exclaimed as he adjusted himself.
“Sorry, baby. I don’t want to be late for your parents. I promise I’ll make it up to you when we get home,” I said, walking out of the room.
“I just want you to know that you’re mean, babe!” he yelled as he stood in the bedroom.
“Yep, and I’m going to show you how mean I am later!” I yelled back.
Suddenly, Luke came up from behind me, grabbed me, and spun me around. “You better keep that promise, because that’s all I’ll be thinking about all night,” he said as he kissed my neck.
“Do you ever think about anything else besides sex?” I laughed.
“Not when I’m around you. You’re all I want 24/7, babe,” he said as he put me down and kissed me.
As Luke grabbed his keys off the counter, I grabbed my purse, and we headed out the door.
***
Walking hand in hand and Luke carrying his guitar, we strolled into the bar and over to the table where his parents were sitting. Before sitting down, I gave them each a hug while Luke went to the bar and grabbed us a couple of beers.
“It’s so good to see you again.” I smiled at Annie.
We sat at the table and talked as Luke showed his father around the bar. I could tell how excited Annie was that Luke was finally going to buy it. She reached over and put her hand on top of mine.
“You have no idea how happy I am that you’re in Luke’s life. The past year has been so difficult for him; for all of us, really.”
As I tilted my head, I smiled at her. “I’m sure it’s been very difficult. It seems the past year wasn’t good for any one of us.”
“No, it wasn’t, but the only thing that matters is that you and my son found each other, and you’re both happy. I’m thrilled he’s decided to buy this bar. It’s all he ever talked about for years. Now, he’ll finally put that settlement money to good use.”
“He never mentioned the settlement money to me.”
“He doesn’t like to talk about it; I think it’s a reminder of the accident. The man who ran the red light was drunk and driving on a suspended license. He was a partner at a prestigious law firm in Los Angeles. Needless to say, he’ll never be practicing law again. Luke settled for five hundred thousand dollars. His attorney said he could probably get more, but Luke just wanted to be done with it. It was settled out of court to avoid publicity.”
As I sat there, pondering the fact that my boyfriend had five hundred thousand dollars that he didn’t tell me about, Luke and his dad sat down at the table.
“What have the two of you been talking about?” Luke asked.
“Just girl talk.” I smiled. “You haven’t told Bernie yet that you’re buying the bar, have you?”
“No, I just sent him a text message, telling him that I need to meet with him tomorrow and that I’ve made my decision.”
I reached over and kissed him on the cheek, leaving a lipstick mark on his face. I laughed as I grabbed a napkin and wiped it off. We ordered some chicken wings, had a couple of beers, and enjoyed the company of his parents. Luke leaned over and told me he’d be right back as he got up from his seat. As I continued to have a conversation with Tom and Annie, the lights on the stage caught my eye. I looked up, and Luke was sitting on the bar-stool in front of the microphone.
“Good evening, everyone.” He smiled and waved to the patrons in the bar.
Everyone cheered and said hello as Luke strummed his guitar. “This song I’m going to sing for you tonight is a song I wrote for a very special woman in my life.”
Annie looked over at me and smiled as she placed her hand on mine and gently squeezed it. My eyes started to swell with tears before he even started singing. He strummed the chords as our eyes met, and he started to sing.
Even the Clouds will say
There’s nowhere we can get away from everything
There’s nowhere we can practice positivity
When all I see is me
So let’s drop let’s stop this teenage rivalry
And every heart will break
There’s just no way to keep it safe from anything
If the only thing that makes it break is somebody
Please don’t give it to me
’Cause seeing you cry makes me want to leave
But losing you scares the shit out of me.
Or maybe, I’ll sail the ocean blue
Or I’d fly a rocket to the moon
But I’m good for nothing without you
It doesn’t matter what you say
I think about you every day, girl, I
Am good for nothing without you
Even the clouds will say
That Saturdays and rainy days were meant to be
If you’re indoors and in the arms of somebody
Under the blankets and sheets
Well the sky is clear; it’s the middle of the week
So come my dear, let’s make believe.
Or maybe, I’ll sail the ocean blue
Or I’d fly a rocket to the moon
But I’m good for nothing without you
It doesn’t matter what you say
I think about you every day, girl, I
Am good for nothing without you
Cause I want you
I want you
I want you
To want me to
I want you
I want you
I want you
I do
But I won’t fool this heart anymore
Or maybe, I’ll sail the ocean blue
Or I’d fly a rocket to the moon
But I’m good for nothing without you
It doesn’t matter what you say
I think about you every day, girl, I
Am good for nothing without you
Even the clouds will say
There’s nowhere we can
get away from everything
And if the only thing that breaks your heart is somebody
Please don’t give it to me
‘Cause seeing you cry makes me want to leave
But losing you scares the shit out of me.
Annie and Tom both looked over at me as the tears that swelled in my eyes slowly fell down my face. The crowd cheered as Luke strummed the last chord and exited the stage. I stood up from my chair and wrapped my arms around him when he approached me.
“I love you,” I whispered in his ear as I tightened my grip around him.
“I love you too, babe. I’m glad you liked it.”
“I loved it, Luke. It was perfect; you’re perfect.”
As he sat down, he brought me onto his lap and kissed me.
“That was a beautiful song, honey,” Annie said.
“Great tune, son.” Tom smiled as he held up his glass.
We talked for a while longer and then called it a night. I had work in the morning, and Luke had a meeting with his lawyer to talk about the purchase of the bar. As we hugged Annie and Tom goodbye, we got into the Jeep, went back to my apartment, and I made sure Luke received his punishment for calling me mean.
32
One Month Later
Lily
My life was perfect. Luke and I were perfect. I’ve never been more in love with anyone like I was with him. He consumed me, and he owned me. He owned my heart and my soul, and I thanked God for him every day. He had completely changed my life. When I didn’t think it was possible ever to trust someone again, he walked into my life and showed me that it was.
As Luke was still sleeping, I slipped out of bed and headed to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee. When the coffee began to brew, I walked over and opened the blinds. It was cloudy outside, and I could already smell a hint of rain as I opened the window. It was the perfect day to stay in bed and watch movies. I walked back into the bedroom, took off my nightshirt, and I climbed into bed, wrapping my arms around Luke and softly kissing his back. He rolled over and smiled.
“Good morning, beautiful.”
“Good morning,” I said as my lips traveled across his chest.
I reached down and stroked his erection through the soft fabric of the sheet.
“Someone’s horny,” he said as he ran his fingers through my hair.
“I’m always horny when you’re around.”
“I know you are, and I love it,” he said as he flipped me on my back and climbed on top of me.
As Luke ran his tongue behind my ear and softly nipped my neck, I could feel the warmth deep in my belly. His hard cock pushed against my thighs as his lips made their way down to my breasts. His hand cupped me down below, before his fingers found their way inside of me.
“Someone is more than ready.” He smiled as he looked at me.
My hips moved in sync as his fingers moved in and out of me slowly. He was teasing me; I could tell by the smirk on his face.
“How bad do you want me inside you?”
“Very bad. Can’t you tell by how wet I am?” I said breathlessly.
“Yes, but I want you to tell me how bad you want me inside of you.”
“If you don’t put that hard cock inside me now, you’re not going to have one anymore.”
The look on his face was priceless. “Well, that wasn’t the answer I wanted to hear, but it’ll do.”
He asked me to put my arms above my head; then he locked my wrists tight with his hand as he pushed himself into me. I threw my head back as he did it with such force that it made me gasp. He stared at me the whole time, smiling, while he pounded into me and gave me exactly what I wanted. I needed to run my hands through his hair, but his grip was too tight, and I couldn’t free my hands.
“You want to touch me, don’t you?” He smiled.
“You know I do.”
“Should I let your hands go?”
“Yes, please,” I said breathlessly as my heart raced at full speed.
The grin on his face grew wide. “I’ll let go if you come first.”
I wrapped my legs around his waist as he took in a sharp breath. He took his free hand and placed it flat on my breast, with his palm face down and pressed hard against my nipple. He began rubbing it in slow circles as he moved fluently in and out of me. My body was ready to release and he knew it.
“That’s right, baby, let go, and come all over me.”
His words were all I needed to hear as a moan came from my lips, and my body shook, releasing my pleasure all over him.
“That’s it, Lily. I can’t hold back anymore, baby,” he said breathlessly as his grip tightened around my wrists, and I felt the warmth of him spill into me as he pushed himself one last time deep inside me. Luke let go of my wrists and brought them to his lips, kissing each one softly.
“I hope I didn’t hurt you.”
I gently rubbed the side of his face with the back of my hand. “You could never hurt me.”
As he leaned down and kissed me, I heard my phone chime. He broke our kiss and looked at me.
“Why are we always getting interrupted by someone?”
“It’s probably Sam telling us to shut the hell up.” I laughed.
Luke climbed off of me, and we both got out of bed and headed to the kitchen for some coffee. As he poured some in our cups, I checked my phone and saw a text message from Giselle.
“Lunch, 1:00 p.m. at The Southside Grill. You have no choice, and don’t be late; it’s important.”
I read her text with a twisted a face, wondering what the hell was going on, and what could be so important.
“I’ll be there at 1:00 p.m. sharp!” I replied back.
“What’s wrong?”
“I just got this weird text from Giselle,” I said as I handed him my phone.
“Hmm, I’m sure it’s nothing serious. She’s probably having a bad hair day.”
I rolled my eyes as Luke looked over at his beeping phone.
“It looks like I’ll be upstairs, fixing Mrs. Blake’s garbage disposal again while you’re at lunch with the girls.”
“That’s the third time this month. I swear she does it on purpose just to get you up to her apartment.”
Luke held up his coffee cup and smiled. “Maybe she does; the women in this building can’t seem to resist me.”
“Very funny,” I said as I gave him a dirty look, and I got up from my chair.
He extended his arm, grabbed my waist, and pulled me onto his lap. He made me straddle him on the chair so we were face to face. He pushed the strands of my hair behind my ears, and he kissed me on the lips.
“You know how much I love you, babe. It’s only you; it will always be you, and you better never forget that,” he said as his deep brown eyes stared into mine.
“I know, and I love you too. I love you so much that sometimes it hurts, and I get scared.”
“There’s nothing to be scared of, Lily. You know my feelings for you, and I know your feelings for me,” he said as he lifted my nightshirt over my head.
I bit my bottom lip and smiled as I felt his erection underneath me. He leaned his head slightly forward and took my nipple between his teeth while looking up at me, making sure I was watching him. He wrapped his lips around my breast, tenderly sucking and circling his tongue around my nipple, making it harder than it already was.
“I only want these beautiful breasts in my face.” He smiled as he reached down and dipped one finger inside of me, lifting me up. “And I only want my fingers inside you.”
I let out a hiss and tilted my head back, as he found my G-spot and started moving his finger back and forth. I moaned with desire as a warm flushing sensation resonated throughout my body, and I released myself on him.
As Luke looked at me and smiled, he whispered, “And I only want your come all over me.”
He had me so hot, I could barely stand it. After removing his finger, he scooted me back a bit and pulled his hard cock from his boxers. Grabbing my hips, h
e pulled me forward and gently set me on him. I slowly pushed myself down as I cupped his face in my hands and we stared into each other’s eyes.
“And last, I only want to be inside of you.”
Once he was fully inside me, he lifted my hips slightly as I moved back and forth. He made sure to keep a tight grip on my hips as he started to swell inside me. As I felt the warmth of him shoot through me, he wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly on him as he finished himself off, pouring every last drop of pleasure inside of me.
He gazed into my eyes and placed his hands on my face. “Do you understand?
I nodded my head and spoke softly. “Yes.”
Luke pulled me into an embrace as he whispered in my ear, “You better.”
***
As I walked into the restaurant, I saw Gretchen and Giselle sitting over at a table in the corner. I made my way through the restaurant and joined them.
“You’re exactly five minutes late,” Giselle said as she looked at her watch.
“Sorry, but I couldn’t find a place to park. This joint is busy.”
A waitress with long black hair walked over to the table and set a glass of red wine down in front of me.
“I took the liberty of ordering your drink,” Gretchen said.
“Thank you. Do you want to tell me what’s going on? You sort of have me freaked out.”
“I’m pregnant,” Giselle blurted out as I was in the middle of taking a sip of wine.
I spit out my wine all over the table and started choking. “What?! Did you just say you were pregnant?”
I must have said it too loudly because a few heads turned and looked in our direction. Gretchen took her napkin and started wiping the spilled wine from the table.
“Yes, Lily, you heard right; she’s pregnant.”
“Who’s the baby’s daddy?” I asked.
Giselle looked at me. “You don’t have to say it like that, and the father is Lucky.”
“WHAT?!” I exclaimed as a few heads turned once more.
“Will you please keep it down,” Giselle whispered.
“How far along are you?” I asked quietly.
“About six weeks.”
“How do you feel about this?”
“I’m not sure.”
I looked at Gretchen, and she was looking down at the table.
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