by Alison Mello
He strolls over to me and says, “I’m starving, but not for breakfast.”
“Oh, really? Well, maybe I can fulfill that hunger later, but right now, I have to put some meat back on these bones.”
He pouts at me and says, “You can really notice that I’ve lost weight?”
“I can, but don’t you worry, I’ll fix that for you. A week of my cooking and you’ll be back to your bulky self.”
He shakes his head. “If you say so. I’m going to go fix your father’s door while you make breakfast, and then we can decide what we want to do today.”
“That sounds good, honey. I’ll be out in a minute.” He leans down to kiss me and then exits the room.
A minute later I walk into the living room to find Carter hard at work, fixing my father’s door. Luckily Ben didn’t do too much damage, so it shouldn’t take him long to fix it. While he’s working, I make a pot of coffee and start on breakfast. I have some peppers in the fridge, so I dice those up with some onion and throw them in the pan to cook. Then I add some egg whites.
“Carter, I just need to finish grilling this ham steak and make some toast, then we’ll be ready to eat.”
“That smells awesome, sweetie.”
“I’m sure it does after the crap food you ate at the hospital.”
“My mom hooked me up with food for some of my meals, but you’re right. The food there sucked,” he says, pouring us some coffee. I smile as I watch him add Splenda and cream the way I like it.
“What?” he says, catching me smiling at him.
I shrug my shoulders. “It surprises me how well we know each other in such a short period of time. I love you, Carter.”
“I know, and we have a lifetime to learn even more about each other. I love you too, Patty Ann,” he says with a smile. He kisses me and walks away with our coffee.
I place eggs, ham, and toast on each of our plates. Then I take the plates to the table with utensils for each of us. When we sit to eat, a silence that’s not a comfortable one permeates the room. I want to ask him what happened that Saturday night, but I’m not sure if he’s ready to talk about it yet. I know he said we would talk today, but what does he want to talk about? He asked me to be patient, so maybe I shouldn’t say anything.
“Ask me what you want to know, Patty. I can see the worry on your beautiful face.”
“I’m sorry. I was trying to be patient like you asked, but if you’re willing to talk about that Saturday night. I’d love to hear what happened.”
“Sweetie, of course I’ll tell you about that Saturday night. To be honest, that’s kind of the easy part to talk about.” He shovels some food in his mouth, and once he’s done he begins. “Anyway, I hurried in the bathroom when we went out because I was afraid of you beating me out and bumping into Ben. I wanted to be there in case he tried anything. While I was waiting for you, this girl came up to me, introduced herself as Olivia, and started talking to me like I was some big time star and she had to have me. I tried to brush her off and tell her I was with someone, but she suddenly jumped on me and started kissing me. When I pushed her away, I saw the look of devastation on your face and you were running out the door.” He pauses for a second as he remembers the night. He sighs. “I was frozen in time. I went to run after you, and that’s when I spotted your mother laughing at me. I ran out the door, but I was too late. The limo was pulling away with you in it. I ran back inside to our table and asked Bella to go after you. I told everyone else what happened, and Derek brought me home. He suggested that I give you the night to cool off and call you the next day, so that’s what I did, but you wouldn’t talk to me and I had been up all night.”
“I’m sorry, Carter. I should have taken the time to hear you out. I was so upset and rightfully so, but I was upset at the wrong person.” I look away, unable to face him. “I had convinced myself that I wasn’t enough for you. I thought you ran into the arms of another woman instead of telling me I wasn’t enough. I should have seen it for what it was, my mother trying to break us up.”
“How do you know for sure she was involved? Maybe she saw it happen and found it funny because she doesn’t want us together.”
“Well, for starters, she lied to me when she called me, and Ben told me she was involved last night. She even told him I was staying at the lake house. What I don’t understand is why she owes him.”
“What do you mean?”
“Last night, Ben said to me, ‘Your mother will tell me anything I want to know because she owes me.’ While I was trying to calm him down, he told me Olivia was there as a set up to break us up. He said it was ‘my mother’s best idea yet.’”
He bites into his food. “Holy shit.”
“Yeah, he’s holding something over her, and she’s doing all of this to keep it quiet. My mission is to find out what he has on her and squash it so we can all move on with our lives.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I don’t know, but I need you to continue getting healthy so you can help me.”
“I’m with you, I promise. I’m even continuing my counseling a little longer to be sure I’m good,” he says as he scrapes his plate clean.
“What about the alcohol?”
He sighs. “I’m a little nervous about it, but my counselor doesn’t think I’m an alcoholic. He said that if I’m comfortable having a drink, I can, but if I have any issues I need to call him right away. I’m even going to put his number into your phone. If you have any concerns about anything I’m doing, you can call him. I want you to know I’m serious about this.”
I hand him my phone. “Okay. When do you want to leave?”
He adds the number and hands my phone back to me. “I was thinking we would spend the night here and then we can go back tomorrow. I’d like to make love to you in front of the fire tonight and then take you to bed and do it all over again,” he says, wiggling his eyebrows up and down.
I burst into laughter. “You’re insatiable.”
“I have a lot of lost time to make up for.”
***
Carter
We’ve spent the day napping and lounging around the house with the fire going to keep it nice and warm in here. It’s almost dinner time, and we’ve decided to go to the market so we can pick up something to make tonight. Patty had let the house get low on food. She’d figured she was going to leave today. We both bundle up prior to heading out the door.
When we pull up to the market, the sheriff is outside. He stops us for a moment and says, “Miss Patty, how are you today?”
“I’m doing okay. Thank you for coming out last night, sheriff.”
He smiles. “Thank your boyfriend. He got suspicious when he pulled up last night and called us. He took down the young man outside and then went in to make sure you were okay until we got there. I’m glad this is a small town and we weren’t far away.”
“Me too,” she says, wrapping her arm around me.
“He’ll probably make bail on Monday. Will you still be in town?”
“No, sir, we’re leaving tomorrow morning.” I rub my hand up and down her arm.
“Okay, well, you take good care of her.”
“I plan on it.”
I frown when I realize I’d promised her father I would do just that. Patty says good day to the sheriff and pulls me into the store.
“Are you okay?” she asks me.
“Yeah. I realized that I told your father the same thing. I kind of feel like I let him down.”
“But you didn’t. Not only did you save me last night, but you fixed his door. He will be quite pleased.”
“But I hurt you,” he says, voice brimming with concern.
“That wasn’t your fault, Carter. You can’t beat yourself up for that, and I won’t let you.”
He grins at me. “Thanks, sweetie. Let’s get what we need so we can get back and have dinner.”
I make a mental note to talk to the good doctor about that thought when I get back. Between Brody and
now this situation, I clearly have issues with guilt, and I need to figure out how to get over my issues or control them.
We walk the aisles of the store, looking for something to have for dinner. Patty spots a steak that is big enough for the both of us. She shows it to me and says, “Steak and potatoes?”
I grin. “Sounds good to me.”
She puts the steak in her basket along with two potatoes. She walks to the little produce area and finds a small bag of salad that has carrots, red cabbage, and radishes already in it and then adds a few other things. Collecting what she needs, she goes straight to the counter to pay for the food.
“I got it, sweetie,” I say, pulling out my wallet and handing the man behind the counter some cash. He nods and hands me my change, bidding us good day.
I take the bag from the counter and slip her hand in mine. I scan the area as I load the bag into the car. We both climb in. I know all is fine with Ben in jail, but I can’t help but be on alert. I continue scanning the area the entire way back to the house, which isn’t far. When we get there, all appears as we left it, so we head inside and get to work on making dinner.
“Can you find a bowl from under that cabinet and start tossing the salad? This steak won’t take long in the broiler,” she says as she nods toward the cabinet that has the bowls in it.
I find the bowl and do as she asks while she does her thing with the steak and potatoes. A short time later, dinner is ready and we sit to eat. She managed to cook the steak to perfection. It’s tender and juicy and a little pink in the middle, the way we both like it.
“This is really good,” I say as I prepare to take another bite.
“Well, I’m glad you like it. You need the protein, and I know you like to eat healthy.”
I nod as I continue to eat. “I’m glad we like a lot of the same things. It makes it easy for us to make meals. Even if I could cook, I wouldn’t make this if I were alone because you can’t reheat it. The steak would be rubber.”
“Cooking steak right takes practice. Hardly anyone makes it once and becomes a steak expert.”
“I don’t need to be. I’m in love with one.”
I take the last bite of my dinner. Then I lean back in my chair and watch her finish up.
When she’s done, I take her plate and mine. I rinse them off and place them in the dishwasher. I poke at the fire and add some wood so it will kick up again because we’re going to pack it for the night soon. I lay a blanket down on the floor near the fireplace and turn on some soft music.
Patty comes over and says, “What are you doing?”
I grin at her and whisper, “I meant it when I said I was going to make love to you in front of the fire tonight.”
She smiles and then rises up on her tiptoes to kiss me. She squeals when I scoop her up and kneel down with her in my arms. I chuckle as she giggles. My girl is so light I could carry her for days.
I set her down on her ass and lift her shirt over her head. I unclip her bra and toss it aside with her shirt as I lay her down. After peeling my shirt off, I place it under her head to give her a makeshift pillow. I lower myself on top of her, pressing our bodies together. I love the way she feels beneath me.
As our skin touches and the heat from our bodies mixes together, I softly kiss her and then look into her eyes. “You’re so beautiful with your skin glowing from the light of the fire. You look like an angel. You’re my angel, and you light my life, Patty Ann. I love you and will spend the rest of my life showing you how thankful I am that you’re with me.”
“I look forward to it, and you look pretty sexy too.”
My smile grows, and I start kissing her again. This time I don’t stop until our tongues meet and she gives me that delicious little moan of hers. I make my way to her neck, kissing and sucking as I go.
I whisper in her ear, “Time for dessert.”
She smiles as I make my way down to her breasts. I take her nipple into my mouth and gently nibble on it. She starts moaning and grinding her hips against my cock. It drives me wild when she does that. I love the sounds she makes when we make love.
I stop sucking on her nipple and move right down to what I want, her pussy. Placing a hand on each breast, I slowly run my hand down her body, enjoying the feel of her smooth, soft skin. When I arrive at her waist, I slip my fingers into the top of her leggings and slowly peel them off, along with her panties, and deposit them on the floor.
I lower myself between her legs and dive right in. I want to taste her, and I want to taste her now. My tongue finds its way through her folds, and I start attacking her clit. I’m licking it and sucking it as she grinds her hips into my face. I stop to stick my tongue as deep inside her as I can, fucking her with it.
“My God, Carter, you’re going to make me explode.”
She moans and pants, and I fucking love it. I remove my tongue to start my assault on her clit again. When I do, I slip two fingers inside her so I can finger fuck her while I continue licking her delicious little clit. Within seconds, she’s screaming my name as her body convulses from her orgasm, but I don’t stop and I won’t. I want her to have another one, and this time she’s going to come on my tongue.
I continue licking and fingering her until I know she’s getting close. As she’s about to orgasm again, I shove my tongue back inside her and I rub her clit with my thumb. Her hips are going, and she whimpers. I can tell another orgasm is about to rip through her. I press my thumb down a bit harder and that does it.
“Fuck,” she moans out as I continue to fuck her with my tongue. Her legs are stiff and her body shakes as she rides it out.
“That’s next, my sweetie,” I say as I crawl back up her delicious body, stopping only to pay attention to her beautiful breasts.
“Please, Carter.”
“Please what, sweetie? What do you need?” I ask her as if I don’t already know, but I love when she talks dirty, so I want to hear it.
“I need to feel you inside me.”
I slip two fingers inside of her and curl them to tease her.
“Carter, you know what I mean.”
“Tell me, sweetie. I love hearing you talk dirty to me.”
“I want you to fuck me with your large, hard cock. Okay?”
I reward her with a huge smile. I give her a passionate kiss so she can taste her orgasm the way I did, and then I slam my cock balls deep inside of her.
“Yes! Give me more.”
I pump my full length in and out of her, giving her what she wants. I keep the pace going as I feel her building again.
“I’m going to come again!”
“Come on, sweetie,” I say as I continue thrusting in and out of her, nice and deep. “Give it to me.”
“Yes, Carter!” Another orgasm tears through her, and she milks my cock for all I’ve got.
I collapse on top of her, sweaty and tired. We’re both panting, trying to catch our breath. When we finally calm down, I pull out of her and scoop her up off the floor to carry her to bed for one more round, as promised.
Chapter 9
Patty
It’s Sunday, mid-morning. We’ve finished packing up, and now we’re going to Carter’s house for the day. I put my stuff in my car and he puts his stuff in his. I’m not sure if I’m staying there tonight or not, but since he hasn’t been to his house since he left for the hospital, I want to be there for him when he goes back. Plus, thanks to our friends and family, he has a surprise waiting for him. He gives me a kiss, and I tell him I’ll follow him home.
As soon as I’m in my car, I call Bella to let her know we’re on our way back to his house so she can be prepared. It’ll take us a couple of hours to get there, so she has plenty of time. He doesn’t know it, but we’re surprising him with some friends and family for dinner. Bella sent me a text yesterday asking if he was with me still and when I said yes, she asked when we were coming back. When I told her today, we came up with a plan. His parents called my father to invite him over and then went to his hous
e to tidy up. Apparently, he left a bit of a mess. They’re going to meet us at the house with Bella and Derek to order some takeout so we can relax and enjoy our time with them when we get home.
Bella answers right away. “How is he?”
“He’s good,” I say with a huge smile as I pull out of the parking lot and follow Carter.
“I can hear how happy you are, and it makes me smile. It killed me to see you so upset.”
“We’ve had an amazing two nights together, and he told me he loves me.”
She squeals into the phone. “No way! He did? What did you say?”
“I told him I loved him too and that we had some things to figure out, but we’d work on it together.”
“That’s so great!”
“Yeah, he was pretty happy, and I’m really excited to have him back!”
“That is so great, Patty. Well, Derek is on his way to pick me up so I’ll see you back at Carter’s house. We’ll have the food waiting for you guys when you get here.”
“Okay, see you soon,” I say. I cut the call and continue my drive.
I can’t help but wonder what his house was like prior to his parents cleaning up. I wish we were in the same car together. This would be a great time for us to sit and talk. It’s about a two-hour ride home. Since that isn’t an option, I’ll try to use this time to think of a way to get my mother to come clean about what is going on with her and Ben.
What could he possibly have on her that she would be so worried about leaking out? With my mother, god only knows. Maybe she had an affair, and that’s why she’s worried about Richard finding out. He would definitely leave her for that. Or maybe she’s stealing from him, but he gives her everything she needs and more.
I really can’t understand what this could all be about. Maybe I should ask my father for details on why they really divorced. It could have something to do with that. My curiosity is going to get the best of me, but I will figure this out because it’s going to affect my life until I do. I decide to shake it off and turn up the music for the remainder of the ride home.
