Until Forever (Providence Series Book 3)

by Mary B. Moore

  I was five minutes out from the lake when my phone rang, and Caleb’s name flashed up on the screen. Touching the button on my steering wheel to answer the phone, I started to say hello when his voice filled my car.

  “You stupid sonovabitch,” he barked. “Do you know what you’ve done?”

  I looked at the screen on the dash to double check that it was Caleb who was calling before answering.

  “Excuse me?”

  “Ebru is here, at my home. Crying!”

  I quickly slowed the car and did a u-turn to head in the direction of Caleb’s house.

  “What the fuck is going on?” She’d seemed fine in her text message. Oh fuck, what if something happened to her Mom?

  “I guess she didn’t like seeing you holding an ex-girlfriend. Funny that,” he said sarcastically.

  “It wasn’t like that,” I growled. “Hold her there. I’m five minutes out.”

  “The front door is unlocked so just let yourself in. But for fuck’s sake asshole, you fix this, and you fix it properly.”

  Pressing the disconnect button, I turned down the street that led to Caleb’s house. I knew that I would get her back, there was no way that I was losing Ebru ever. But the fact that I’d hurt her, regardless of the true circumstances of what she’d seen, didn’t sit well with me.

  Pulling up in front of his house, I got out of the car and prepared for the battle ahead of me. Then an idea hit me, and I grinned as I walked toward the front door.

  Checkmate!

  Ebru

  I was sitting on the couch in Caleb’s living room when the front door opened and in walked the biggest asshole in the world, also known as Cowslip Charming Reins. I never got the chance to tell him to fuck off like I wanted to because he walked straight up to me, bent over and picked me up over his shoulder.

  “Put me down,” I screamed, trying to hit him. I would aim at his balls, but honest to God those poor bastards had been through enough recently so I couldn’t bring myself to do it.

  He’d just got to the door when Caleb spoke up. “You either fix this, or I’m coming to get her, and she’ll live here with me.”

  Cole turned us around so that he was facing Caleb. “Fuck no! That will never happen. She is my life, my entire world. She stays with me,” he replied firmly, before walking out the door.

  I just managed to lift my head to look at Caleb and saw him leaning against the door frame grinning in our direction.

  “You betraying asshole!” I yelled, jumping when Cole spanked my ass. “Oh my God, you hit me,” I screeched as Caleb burst out laughing.

  “No baby, I spanked you; there’s a big difference. And anyway, you deserved it for yelling out what you just did.”

  Deciding that silence was the best form of attack in this instance, I crossed my arms after he dumped me in the passenger seat and put the seatbelt across me and said nothing.

  I hadn’t really been paying attention to where we were going, but when I focused on where we were, I realized that we were heading in the direction of the lake. Unfortunately, Cole had also decided that silence was golden, so my plan was pretty much fubar’d. Asshole!

  Cole

  I pulled up as close to where our spot at the lake was, but the last bit always had to be walked, so I guess Ebru was doing it fireman style.

  Getting out of the car, I walked around and lifted her over my shoulder just as she was getting out.

  “Enough now,” she yelled as she hit my back. I’d decided that the best thing to do was to stay quiet until I could be face to face with her to explain what actually happened. It hurt that she didn’t trust me, even now, even knowing what Adele had done to me and what she’d taken away from me, but as my Gram always said - Rome wasn’t built in a day. I knew that I’d gotten further than I’d ever thought that we would be by this stage, and that with her past our relationship wouldn’t be set in stone, more like Jello, so I needed to work on that and let her know that it was only her for me. The idea of ever hurting Ebru was like stabbing myself.

  Walking along the familiar trail, I took us to where the electric lanterns were lit and put her down on the blanket that I’d laid down before I went to get the food.

  I knew full well that she’d try to get up, so I lay down on top of her, giving her enough of my weight to hold her still.

  She lay still with her head turned to the side, so I put my hands either side of her head and gently turned it towards me so that I could look into her eyes as I told her the truth.

  “It wasn’t what you think,” I started. “I was putting the food in the car when she came up crying and saying she wanted to die for what she did.” My stomach started turning at the thought of her trying to play me after what she had already done. “Then she lunged at me, and with the way I was standing when she did it, my arms were pretty much trapped.”

  “They didn’t look trapped,” she snapped and started moving.

  “Lie still, baby.”

  “No,” she was furious and, to be honest, I didn’t blame her.

  “I pushed her away and told her not to come near me again,” I felt a small amount of panic that I could lose her. Her emotions and trust were so fragile that all it would take would be one word and I’d lose her for good. I needed to tread carefully. “Baby,” I said gently, and she stopped moving but held herself rigidly beneath me. “I hate the bitch. She’s nothing but trouble and ruined my life for six years. The only time I got my peace back was when you walked into my life.” I shifted a bit so that less of my weight was on her seeing as she’d stopped moving and had relaxed a bit too.

  Deciding to press the point home on what Adele had done to me and why I would never trust her, I reiterated what she’d taken from me. “Ebru, she got rid of my child without telling me or asking me. You know that I was in shock when she told me that she was pregnant, but I would have taken the baby and been a single parent if I needed to. There’s no coming back once you’ve torn someone’s heart out like that. Every time I see a baby, I get an ache inside thinking about what mine would look like right now. Would I have taken them to Disney World already? What would they be doing at this stage?” I looked back out over the water for a minute and then I realized that it wasn’t hurting as badly as it did when I was here on the anniversary of the worst day of my life.

  She lay staring up at me, but as always I couldn’t read her face to see what she was thinking. I was starting to worry that she intended to stay silent again when she spoke up. “I know about heartache and people breaking your trust. Every time I hear the name Louise, it cuts through me because I look around expecting to see her.”

  “We figured as much,” I stroked her hair. “I told Mom, Maya, and Isla today. Isla was the one who put the pieces together after we all saw you flinch when the Pastor said her full name at the wedding.” I wasn’t sure if she’d be pissed that I’d told her private business to the ladies, but she would find out soon enough and I couldn’t ever lie to Ebru. “I’m sorry for telling them baby, but I needed some advice on how to help you and…”

  “It’s cool. I don’t mind them knowing,” she interrupted. “I can’t help my reaction to the name, and maybe in time it’ll get easier, but right now even after all of these years, it still hurts. The thing is, I get that sometimes you reach a place where you need to forgive people for whatever they did. Look at what happened with my parents. I swore I would never forgive them or care what they did ever again. What if you decide you want to try again and get back what you lost with her?”

  “There is no fucking way that would happen,” I said firmly, and it was definitely the truth. “The only woman that I want to carry my babies ever is lying beneath me right now.” She gasped, and her arms went around me. “You’re all that I see baby, and when I say I love you or until forever, I mean forever.”

  It took a couple of minutes for that to sink in, but the second it did, she lunged up quickly and kissed me. It was a frantic kiss, one that
was almost desperate, but I understood it and the emotions that she was feeling about us because I felt the same ones.

  I pulled back before things got carried away and we ended up not eating the apparently amazing Italian food that was still in my car.

  “Cole,” she reached up to pull me back down to her.

  “No, baby. I have a plan to pamper you, and I’m going to do it,” I started lighting the candles around us, and I saw the moment that she saw everything that I’d done earlier to make the area even more beautiful. I don’t even think that she’d noticed the rose petals that I’d scattered everywhere. “Plus that food is stinking up the ‘Stang, so I want to go and save my car before it’s too late.” Hey, it was a fucking gorgeous car. Of course I wanted to make sure that nothing spilled or stank it up for life; I loved that car!

  She laughed and got up to straighten the blanket and to move some of the candles closer as I turned towards the car. I’d just gotten past the first tree when she called my name.

  “I’m sorry I doubted you,” she looked so vulnerable as she whispered it. Looking up at me with determination, though, she gave me something huge, and I would never forget this moment. “I love you.”

  Grinning like a jackass, I said the words that she needed to hear to heal from what had happened to us today.

  “Until forever, baby,” I said back, watching the last bit of the tension leave her body. “Now, let me go and save my fucking car. I’ll be smelling that fucking food for weeks as it is.”

  I walked back to the car hearing her laughter behind me the whole way. It would take time, but the best relationships always do because they’re built on top of solid foundations. Day by day we’d get stronger.

  Ebru

  I was embarrassed about how dramatic I’d been, and how quickly I’d doubted Cole. I know that I had trust issues, God did I know that, but we’d come so far, and I’d let them take over at the first hurdle. I was adamant that it wouldn’t happen again, though.

  “I’m sorry,” I whispered into his chest. We were lying out on the blanket with the candles still burning around us, looking out over the lake. I truly loved this spot, our spot.

  Sighing, Cole started playing with my hair. “I won’t say that it doesn’t hurt that you doubted me, but I understand it.” He was such a good guy. I wasn’t sure that I deserved him, but I didn’t ever want to lose him. “If I’d seen what you saw, I’d like to think that I’d be secure enough to know that it wasn’t what it maybe looked like, but I can’t promise that that’s how it would actually end up.” He rolled us so that he was back to lying on top of me. “We’ve come so far, baby,” he whispered, his eyes scanning my face. “But we both have our reasons not to trust. In a way, I’m glad this happened.”

  My head jerked at that. What the fuck? “Why?”

  “The best relationships are built on solid foundations, and what we’d achieved so far wasn’t solid. Now that this has happened, those foundations are more concrete, and we’ve come a billion steps further than where we were.”

  The way he explained it shouldn’t make sense, but it did at the same time. “How did I get so lucky?”

  “I think the same thing,” he said shrugging, and my heart started to beat faster in my chest. And then he ruined it in true Cole fashion. “Every morning I wake up and think ‘damn she’s a lucky bitch!’.” The cheeky grin on his face had me belting out a laugh.

  “You’re nuttier than squirrel shit!” This was my standard insult to Cole now.

  “Ah baby,” he said as he lowered his face towards mine. “You’re so good at the dirty talk!”

  I looked up at him grinning above me, an it hit me then that I truly did trust him. I was insecure, I admitted that, but whenever I’d trusted someone or allowed myself to love them, I’d ended up hurt. It was a hard psychological circle to break, but with Cole, I actually think I had.

  “I trust you,” I whispered, and his eyes widened slightly as the words registered. He knew what it meant to me to say them and how difficult it was.

  “Fuck me,” he rasped. “I fucking love you, Eb.”

  Pulling his head down to mine, I kissed him hard, licking across his lips just trying to get the ‘Cole taste’. His tongue came out to meet mine, and the kiss turned from hard into a lazy but erotic and wet one.

  Lifting his head away from me, Cole broke the kiss and lay breathing heavily. I wasn’t faring much better, and it had nothing to do with his weight. At some point, I’d shifted so that his hard on was against my pussy and I’d wrapped my legs around his waist.

  “I don’t know if we should do this here,” he said, taking my attention away from the rock hard erection that I’d been rubbing against.

  “Why not?” I glanced around, seeing that the place was deserted. At this time of night, it was unlikely that people would come to the lake anyway.

  “Because of the bugs,” he looked around in an almost paranoid way, and if I wasn’t so turned on I might have laughed.

  “What about the car?”

  His head snapped around to face me with a look of horror on his face. “That’s not funny, baby.”

  “I’m not trying to be funny baby. I’m horny, and if you don’t do something about it, I swear to God Cole, I will hurt you. You realize that I have medical qualifications and that I’m not afraid to use them, yes?”

  Chewing on his lip, he looked down at me clearly undecided. Did we get the blood drained from us and risk Cole’s balls? Do we go to the car that he’s paranoid about and have hot sweaty sex? Or, lucky option number three, do we do nothing and Cole ends up with his dick hanging from his ass cheek and his balls on his forehead?

  “What about the security guys?”

  Thankfully, and luckily for his balls, though, even as he asked this, Cole jumped up and started packing the stuff away. “Cole, we’ll come back for it. Car now.” I really couldn’t hold on anymore.

  Seeing that I was serious, Cole walked over to me and lifted me up so that my legs were around his waist and his erection was back in the delicious place that I needed it to be. It took hardly any time to get to the ‘Stang. Getting into the front passenger seat, he locked the doors afterward and put the back of the seat down with me still straddling him.

  I pounced and started undoing his belt and then the fly of his jeans. He’d already unbuttoned my top, and thankfully I was wearing a skirt. Normally, I’d have still been in my scrubs, but I’d taken to getting changed before I left work because we usually ended up having dinner with family. I lifted up onto my knees as he pulled my skirt up to my waist. I’d finally worked his cock out of his pants by pulling them and his jockey shorts down slightly, and I was enjoying the feel of the rock hard and silky hard on in my hands.

  I felt his hands going to either side of my panties, and then a ripping sound filled the car. Looking down, I saw that he’d ripped them off me and that they were now in his hand.

  “I loved those ones!” And I had. I’d bought them from Scarlett’s a couple of weeks ago, and they were my favorite set.

  “I don’t care,” he muttered as he ran his finger up and down my core, teasing me by not pressing hard enough.

  “Please!”

  He looked me straight in the eyes as he finally increased the pressure, skimming around my clit in circles, and then across it as I moved my hips. I don’t know what I’d expected next, I never knew what Cole was going to do anyway, but I definitely hadn’t expected the spank to my ass that I got.

  “What the fu…”

  Another spank, this time on the other side. “No, baby. You’ll stay still. When I want you to move, then you’ll move,” Cole said in a firm tone that I rarely heard from him.

  Looking at him, I saw how serious he was and, honestly, I’d do anything if he’d just finish what he started. He must have seen the submission on my face because his finger started moving again. Suddenly he plunged two fingers inside me, and I screamed as I came.

 
I hadn’t even started to come down when he replaced his fingers with his cock and pulled me down on it hard and fast taking my breath away. Once he was fully inside me, he paused and pulled my face towards his. This was one of my favorite moments in life; this first kiss with him inside me. Slowly, I pulled up and then pushed back down making him moan into my mouth, not once breaking the kiss. I continued to do this a couple of times when he spanked me again.

  “I’m in control of this,” he grumbled as he lifted me almost off of him and then slammed me down hard. I couldn’t help the scream of pleasure that came out of me. It didn’t take long for us to both come. There had been a lot of foreplay through the night, whether we’d intended it to be or not, and neither of us could have held back if we tried.

  I’d just stopped pulsing around him when I fell down onto him, trying to catch my breath.

  “You’re going to kill me,” he panted. I giggled which unfortunately made me tighten around him and both of us groan. “My poor car!”

  “It’s fine.”

  “No it’s not, and it’ll never be the same again. Poor thing has seen and been a part of things that no Mustang should ever see.”

  I leaned back so that I could look around the ‘poor abused car’ and saw no sign of what he was talking about. When he started talking to it and stroking the seat, I sighed and lifted off of him, pulling my skirt back down.

  As he got his pants back on something occurred to me. “Hey, does this mean that we saved a cowboy?”

  “What?” The irony of the fact that he was looking at me like I was the crazy one of the two of us wasn’t lost on me.