by Mia Ford
Chapter Thirty Four – Zane
I never thought that we would be here, I never ever thought that I would be sitting in a room with Leah, Brandon, and their mom, and everyone would be happy about it. When Brandon left my apartment just over two months ago stating that he was going to talk to her about us, I had nothing but doubts. I thought that we would be fallen out forever. It wasn’t like me and Brandon, we didn’t have any history, she’s always hated me.
But Brandon must be magic because somehow, he made it work. Somehow, he got us to the point where we could eventually have a conversation, and now we’re all fine with one another. It’s weird, but amazing.
“Yeah, me and Jenny had the best day with Mandi, we all went shopping and it was awesome. They really get along, it’s crazy when they’re so different. I have this little group of friends now and it’s cool…”
“You aren’t about to steal my girlfriend from me, are you?” Brandon jokes. “Because I miss her!”
As they tease one another, I smile at their mom, and I really relish the pleasant look that she gives me in return. It honestly amazes me every single time. Thank God we’re all good with our families now, it’s amazing. I actually spent the afternoon after work with my mom and dad while I waited for Leah to come home and it was lovely.
“Oh, Leah, don’t forget to tell everyone your good news,” I jump in as I remember. “You know what I mean.”
“Oh right.” Her cheeks flush with shyness. “Yeah, of course, I haven’t got to it yet. I actually got an email the other day. One of my pieces that I wrote for my college work has been selected to be printed in a magazine.”
“What?” Both Brandon and his mom gasp with happiness. “Are you serious? That’s amazing.”
“Yeah, I don’t know how much of a big deal it is.” She shrugs bashfully. “But it’s big to me.”
She won’t say it to anyone else, but she told me that she thinks it reinforces that she’s doing the right thing. She feels much more like she’s a real writer, which is something to be celebrated. I know for sure that I’m proud of her. She’s worked damn hard for this, she’s put in many hours, and especially with that article.
Leah is embraced in a hug by her family and I smile proudly to myself. I have a celebration to have with her on my own later on, but that’s another matter. For now, I just want to sit back and let her have this moment. As she talks happily to them both, a real happiness encases me. I never knew that I could have it all.
“Right.” Eventually Leah sends me a look and I know that she wants to leave. “We have to go, but we’ll come over at the weekend for dinner, okay? And maybe you can come over to us at some point.”
The only reason that we haven’t had anyone come to us yet is because the place is so small, but that won’t always be the case. Once I get my announcement out… well, then everything is going to change.
Leah takes the motorcycle helmet from me and she pulls it over her head, then we head outside to climb aboard my machine. It’s looking even better and bolder these days, I’ve worked on it sporadically over time and now it’s looking good. It looks so impressive that occasionally people even stop me to ask me about it. That’s led to me getting a lot more work, which is great. I’m slowly getting to the stage where I need to hire someone else.
Leah wraps her hands around my back and I take off. Only I don’t go in the usual direction because we aren’t heading to the apartment just yet. I’m off to share my surprise and the keys jangling in my pocket are reminding me of how awesome it is. I can’t wait to see her reaction. I hope Leah’s as excited as I am.
Soon, I pull up outside a quaint little cottage. It isn’t too far away from the bike shop, so it won’t be again to get there, but it’ll give me some separation from my work and home life. The busier I get, the more that I’ll need that. Being on site makes it hard to stop working sometimes, especially if something is bugging me. Plus, it me and Leah more space to really live. We can have people over if we want and maybe when we start a family…
“Where are we?” Leah asks as she pulls her helmet off. “Where have you taken me?”
“This…” I pull the keys out of my pocket. “Is our new home. I just signed the final paperwork today.”
Her eyebrows narrow in confusion. “What are you talking about? New home? How? We can’t…”
“Well, we can afford it, if that’s what you’re going to say? Because what I didn’t tell you is my father gave me a trust fund a few months ago.” I laugh to myself. The only reason I didn’t tell Leah right away is because of this surprise. “He gave me a million dollars, actually, and I want to use that money to make us a better future.”
Leah looks completely blown away, just as I knew that she would be. This is a hug shock to be fair. “So, you have a million dollars, this is now our home, and… wait, are there any more surprises?”
“Actually, yes there is.” I bite down on my bottom lip. “There’s just one more thing.” Without waiting for another moment, I drop to one knee and I pull the final surprise out. I have a wonderful princess cut diamond ring in a velvety box waiting for her. “Leah, I don’t just want you to be my girlfriend, I want you to be my wife.”
“What?” she gushes, looking a little frantic. “What are you on about? Are you actually serious?”
“Of course, I’m serious. How could I not be? You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I know that I want to be with you forever, there’s no doubt in that area, so why not make it official? I want to walk down the aisle with you and say those vows, making you mine forever. I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy. Will you let me do that? Will you do me the honor of being my wife?”
Leah gasps loudly, staring at me as if I’ve lost my mind. “You’re mad,” she giggles. “Honestly.”
“I know, but that’s why you love me.” I shrug. “And that’s why you’ll always love me.”
“I will.” She knows that she can’t deny that. “So, of course, my answer is yes. I want to be your wife.”
I leap up and I hold her tightly to me, kissing her hard. Elation fills me, this is incredible. I had a feeling that she would say yes, but to hear those words coming out of her mouth is too much. When we pull apart I take a wonderful moment to slide the ring onto her finger, and it cements absolutely everything. Now, we’re real, now we truly do belong to one another and that’s the best sensation in the entire world.
“Shall we go inside?” I ask her. “Do you want to see the place?”
I take Leah’s hand and I guide her inside, taking her from room to room, even showing her the cute little garden outside. She seems to love every single part of the house just as much as I do. I thought of her as I looked around the place. I knew that she’s love it, that’s why I chose it.
“There’s even a little office that’s just for you,” I tell her once we get to the final room. “For you to do your college work, and for you to do your writing once your course is done.”
“Are you serious?” she gasps. “But what about you?”
“I have my office at work. Plus, once we move out of the apartment that can be part storage room, part office. I have plenty of room, don’t you worry about me. This is all for you.”
Leah throws her arms around my neck and she kisses me. At first, I think that this is going to be a thank you kiss, but it very rapidly becomes much more passionate. She presses herself into me and gives me the impression that she wants to christen our home for the very first time. Of course, I’m more than happy to comply!
I bring her leg up around me and I push her back against the desk already there. She falls back onto it willingly, allowing her thighs to part for me. Thank God she’s wearing a dress because the gorgeous way that she looks is too much. I don’t think that I’d have the patience to rip off her trousers right now. I need to touch her now.
“Oh God, you’re so fucking sexy,” I murmur. “I cannot believe that you’re my fiancée.”
I work t
he outside of her panties, feeling a wet heat there. She’s desperate for me, so needy, and I love that. I pull the material to one side and I slide my fingers into her, groaning as I touch her very familiar body. I love the feel of her wet slit, a adore fiddling with her clit and driving her wild, it’s amazing to feel inside of her.
This is the woman who’s going to be my wife, I think to myself as delicate sexy little purrs come out of her lips. I love her so fucking much. She’s going to be mine forever.
I can’t take it anymore. Seeing her so submissive to me, with her legs apart and her head rolled to one side makes me need more. Sweat slicks over my skin, I feel hot and flushed, my heart is hammering, and the breaths are raggedly coming out of my mouth. I’m a freaking mess, so as Leah leans forwards and she starts to fiddle with my belt, I fear that I might lose my mind. I’m already so close to edge, it’s crazy.
“You’re so big,” Leah gasps. “Oh my God, it always surprises me how big you are.”
Her hand touches me, and the electricity of her hands sets me alight. I fear that I might explode all over those precious little fingers of hers. I don’t want to ruin things by losing myself too quickly.
“Don’t do that,” I plead with her desperately. “I need to be inside you.”
Leah snatches her hand back and she holds herself in place on the desk. I hold onto my cock as I drive it into her. Her tight wet pussy holds onto me, it grips me tight and it feels fucking phenomenal. I use the desk to, helping me thrust just as she wants it. I can tell that she needs it hard and fast today, so I give her what she wants. As I do, love surrounds us and it feels wonderful. I drive into her, and we both lose ourselves in the sensations. Our connection and bond deepens even more.
Eventually, her walls contract around me and she falls to her back on the desk. I watch her face contort into a blissful expression. She looks like an angel as she comes, she always has done, and it’s one of my favorite looks on her. She’s so damn beautiful, I honestly love her more than anything in the world.
The pleasure gets to me as I watch Leah intently. I don’t stop looking at her face the entire time because she makes me so damn happy. I don’t know what I would do without her in my life, and thankfully now I won’t ever have to find out.
Epilogue – Leah
One Year Later…
“Oh my God, I am having the best time!” I exclaim with glee as the bright neon lights of La Vegas flash around us. “This awesome. Thank you for bringing me here.”
“Yeah,” Mandi declares while tossing her arm over my shoulder. “Thanks for bringing all of us here. Vegas is so cool!”
Jon, Jenny, and Brandon follow close behind with our parents with them. Mom smiles and laughs at something my brother says, Zane’s mom smiles and join in. His father stands behind them all on his cell phone, the same place that he’s been pretty much the whole trip, but I don’t mind. As long as we’re all together, that’s all that matters.
“Yeah, well the night is still young,” Zane smiles. “And we still have the most important part of the vacation to happen soon.”
Oh, I just cannot wait. I’ve been so excited for this ever since we landed in Las Vegas. It’s finally time for me and Zane to tie the knot, and this is where I want to do it. We could have had a massive ceremony with lots of people in attendance. We could’ve spent lots of money and invited the whole town, but I only want the most important people around, the ones who we love on a day to day basis, to make it a day that’s just for us. Marrying Zane is more than just a big party for everyone else, it’s a celebration of our love.
Anyway, we have a month long adventure around Europe to follow for our honeymoon and I would much rather spend the money on that. I’m finally getting to see some of the world and that’s awesome to me. I used to dream of adventure while living the monotony of my everyday life, I used to wish for more. I guess there was a part of me that was always waiting for my real life to begin.
Well, not anymore. Now, I feel like I have it all. I have my part time job, I have my college course which I love, and I have my regular writing jobs which keep me going and build up my resume. On top of that I have this man who I love like anything, and who’s about to become my husband.
“Come on.” Zane grabs onto my hand eagerly. “Let’s go to the little chapel now. I can’t wait any longer. I want you to be my wife already. You’ve already made me wait for a year.”
I toss my head back in a laugh as Zane drags me with everyone not far behind. This night is the night of our anniversary, the night that we finally told one another that we’re in love last year, and now it’s going to be the most important date in our calendars. Our wedding anniversary.
Once inside the chapel, my heart swells as I look around at the white décor and flowers everywhere. It isn’t the most glamorous place in the world to get married, but that hardly matters. In my knee length white halter neck dress, standing next to Zane who’s in his bike leathers, it feels perfect for me. This is just so us.
While we wait for the place to be ready for us, everyone whispers their congratulations to us. Even our parents are finally happy that we’re together, and I have to admit that while it was awesome to have an ‘us against the world’ mentality, it’s better with the support of the most important people in our lives. It makes us feel like a much more genuine couple.
“Are you ready for this?” Zane murmurs while resting his head against mine. “Ready to finally commit to me?”
“Oh, I’m ready.” I pinch his side playfully. “I can’t wait to be Mrs. Morris.”
He groans in pleasure. “Ooh, I can’t wait for that either. That sounds so good.” He rubs his hand over my belly. “And then we can start looking to the future, and extending our family.”
What he doesn’t know yet, and what I don’t intend to tell him until after the wedding ceremony because I want it to be an awesome surprise, is that I found out yesterday that we already have a child on the way. There’s a baby growing inside of me that’s half of us both. That news has made me so damn happy, and I know it will him too. Zane hasn’t exactly made a secret of the fact that he can’t wait to be a father, so I know that he’ll love it.
I keep picturing him with a little boy and then a little girl. Of course, I don’t know what we’re having yet, but I know he’ll be perfect with either. He’s going to be an incredible dad. He’s as a bit of a better place with his own now, but it hasn’t always been that way. I know for a fact that he won’t make the mistakes of his father. He’ll be kind, compassionate, and caring.
“Okay, everyone,” the lady at the reception desk calls out. “It’s time to get hitched.”
“If you’re going to back out, now’s the time,” Zane teases me. “Once inside there’s no mistake.”
“Oh, you don’t need to worry about me. I know what I’m doing thank you very much.”
“I love you.” He leans down and kisses me before we go inside. “So damn much.”
“And I love you too.”
As we walk into the chapel, my excitement grows even more. This is the first step into my next adventure. First Europe – which luckily, we’re travelling to on a cruise ship anyway – then more writing, then my baby will be born. All with Zane Morris, the guy who I had a teenage crush on who then became ‘the one who got away’. Now, he’s the love of my life, the most important man to me, about to be my husband. He’s the one.
This new adventure is one I can’t wait to dive head first into. I cannot wait to see where it takes me next.
Saving HER
Blurb
I just don’t want to SAVE her…I want to stand by her FOREVER!
The last time I saw her, she was in High School
I always saw her as my best friend’s little sister
And now I see her after years…
The fear in her eyes worries me
And I didn’t realize that she is gonna be that important to me
After all, I was a guy who shied away from a rel
ationship…or at least a real one!
I had made Fire Station my home and the people serving there my family.
And I was okay with growing old there and dying there alone
But, Andrea made me reconsider that
And I know I can and I will…I am so ready for our future together!
The only question is if she also see’s in my eyes - THE LOVE, THE SUPPORT & THE CARE?
Chapter 1: Andrea
Please don’t be positive.
The bathroom stall felt like a coffin. I sat with my knees pressed against each other, my head hanging low and my hair hiding the tears that were running down my cheeks. I rocked back and forth on the toilet seat, praying to God no one would decide to come in and hear my uncontrolled sobs. I didn’t want anyone knocking on the stall door, asking if I was okay.
I wasn’t okay. Obviously.
Not positive. Not positive.
I kept repeating the words in my mind like a mantra, as if just thinking it would make it true. What was it that they said about positive thinking? Wish it, and it will be? Some bullshit like that. If it were true, I wouldn’t even be in this situation, locked in a bathroom with a pregnancy test that smelled like urine clutched tightly in my hands while I waited for the damned thing to tell me whether my life would turn into something worse than it already was.
