Light (The Shadows Series) (12 page)

“Tell me you’re joking. Eve, this isn’t funny.”

“Oh my God, you should see your face. It was fantastic…I should have recorded it…It was pure horror.” I am laughing so hard that I can barely catch my breath. “Your face—” I can’t even finish my thought, before I snort. Damn it. I had the upper hand until that happened.

“Did you just snort? You’re laughing at me and you’re the one snorting? You are incredible.”

I use my t-shirt to wipe the tears out of my eyes. It felt really, good to laugh like that. Theron places a kiss on the top of my head, and draws my attention back to his hands, which are now sliding under my shirt and up to my breasts. Electricity cracks in the air and the mood of the room changes instantly.

“You’re mine.” Cupping my breasts, he pulls and softly tugs at my nipples. “Say it.”

I hesitate for a second because the urge to be a smart ass and repeat him word for word is great, but when I look into his eyes, I see light dancing in dark green seas and amber flecks sparkling in the chocolate pools, I know he needs to hear those words. “I’m yours.”

Soft kisses trail down my neck, across my jaw, and back to where they started just below my ear. I shiver from his touch. He leans over me, grasping my face in his hands. My eyes sweep over this man beside me, and I fall deeper in love with him. His touch, his taste, his words wrap me up and send me away to a place where it’s only just him and me. Nothing else matters.

 His fingers barely graze my skin, as I bend my legs to help him slide off my panties. Theron crawls over me and kneels between my legs. “Sit up.” His hands slide under my shirt, skimming my back as he grabs the hem, pulling it over my head. My long brown locks fall down my back, leaving a couple of strands resting on my shoulder. He wraps them around his finger winding them tightly, as his other hand wraps around my waist, holding me close to him.

 “I have loved you since the first moment that I saw you on the beach. The sun was so bright behind you that all I could see was the silhouette of a beautiful girl wrapped in light. You looked like an angel. When you smiled at me, the wall around my heart cracked, but the sound of your voice was what completely knocked it down. I knew in that moment you were going to save me. You were the reason for my smiles that summer and every smile since then. I love you, Eve.” He presses his lips to mine. His tongue brushes my lower lip and I open to him. Our tongues collide in a feverish rush. He pulls away from me, dragging my bottom lip through his teeth. “Now lay back, I’m going to worship your body like you deserve. I’m going to make love to you until neither of us can walk.”

 I lay back, my head resting on a pillow. Theron lifts my left leg and kisses the arch of my foot. He slowly works his way up my leg, leaving a trail of soft kisses up to my stomach. He stops between my hips and whispers, “You pay no attention to what I’m about to do to your mom. It’s between me and her only.”

 I laugh as he looks up at me with a huge grin. God, I love him. Kissing my stomach, he works his way back down my other leg. Taking my foot in his hands, he starts massaging it, making sure to get every muscle. This feels so good, but now I am feeling way too relaxed. “Theron, you’re making me sleepy.”

 “Is that so?”

 “Mmhmm.”

 “I’ll have to wake you up then.” His hands slide up my thighs, up to my pussy, spreading it open with his fingers. His lips are soft at first, but soon his tongue takes over and any sense of taking this slow is out the window. I am desperate for his touch. He is my drug and I am his addict. My fingers scrape his scalp, as I tighten my grip in his hair. I am rewarded with a growl and a soft bite to my clit. My back arches, as I grind onto his mouth. His hands grip the back of my thighs pushing them back and to the side, spreading me open for him, his fingers digging into me.

 “Ahh.” My muscles protest as they stretch, but they are easily forgotten when the familiar warm feeling creeps up my spine, spreading over my body. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.” Sucking my clit into his mouth, he thrusts two fingers into me. He curls them up, hitting and stroking my wall. My legs are shaking, my back arches, pushing my breasts into the air. He flicks his tongue over my clit, as he swirls it in his mouth and I come completely undone. “Theron!” His name leaves my lips, as I soar higher than I ever have before.

 Opening my eyes, I can see his face glisten from my orgasm, as he crawls up my body. Leaning down, his lips crash into mine. His tongue sweeps into my mouth and I can taste myself. I have never been so turned on in my life. He pulls back, taking my lower lip with him, dragging it through his teeth. His mouth moves to my neck, nipping and licking as he goes. My skin is alive and his breath is hot in my ear. “I’m going to fuck you now. Wrap your arms around my neck and don’t let go.”

 Wrapping my arms around his neck, I tuck my head against his shoulder. He pushes me down with his upper body, pushing my legs back as far as they will go. His arms wrap around my neck and hold onto the back of my head, as he pounds into me. It is hard, rough, and animalistic. We groan and grunt as our bodies slam together. It’s so deep that it’s almost painful. I can feel his grip tighten and I know he is holding back. I moan, as I lift my head just a little before sinking my teeth into his shoulder.

 “Fuck!” He rams into me one last time, as I feel his cock throb inside of me, triggering me to lose myself once again. My orgasm is soft and wraps around me, floating me back down to Theron’s arms. “Baby, I’m so sorry. I don’t think I can do slow with you, beautiful. I can’t control it and I lose myself in you.”

 “I never said I wanted it slow. That was your idea, babe, not mine.”

 “I don’t deserve you.” Placing a kiss on the tip of my nose, he pulls himself from me and softly lowers my legs to the bed. “I love you. Please, don’t keep things from me.”

 The guilt that had escaped me when I told him I was pregnant now finds itself back into the pit of my stomach. I close my eyes and curl up next to him, ignoring the small knot reminding me of my secrets. I push away the thought of the notes. We don’t need any more problems right now, and sheets of paper are just sheets of paper.

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Oh. My. God. Why is this so good?” I am sitting at the island, licking the last bit of my dinner off the spoon. Theron laughs and takes my bowl from me, setting it into the sink.

“It’s just soup.”

“I know, but it’s so good and I don’t feel like puking. That makes it even better.”

“I’ll let Evan know to keep the ingredients on hand for Rebecca.”

“So, when you said you were going to send Evan out for soup, what you really meant is that you were going to have Rebecca make me some and have Evan bring it over.”

Taking a seat next to me, he grabs my stool and pulls me closer to him. A soft smile forms on his face, but it seems forced. I can see the worry in his eyes. “Something like that. Listen. Tomorrow I have my meeting with the board to announce my purchase. I’m going in expecting the worst. The board doesn’t need Thomas anymore to meet with me, since I now own majority, but he may show. I can’t stop him either. He’s going to figure out what I’m up to eventually, and I’m worried about what he will do when he does.”

“Whatever he does, we will just have to deal with it. Legally, he doesn’t have a hold anymore, right?” I run my fingers along the top of my cup of tea. So far, between the soup and rosemary tea, I am feeling great. I just wish the business with Thomas would be over and done with.

“He still has a small hold, but I control the majority. I want to buy him out as well. He doesn’t always do things legally either. Thomas is a crook. He’s a villain of a businessman, think Lex Luther meets the Joker. Nothing is ever what it seems with him.”

“Just be careful. I need you. We need you.” Looking down, I glance at my stomach. I try to picture what I am going to look like soon with my belly swollen and huge, but it still doesn’t seem real. The front door opens and Evan walks in carrying two huge boxes, as if they weigh nothing. I swear I can feel him looking at me, but I avoid his gaze.

“I assume you are feeling better, Miss Evelyn.”

“I am.”

“Good.”

“Yep.”

Theron is going to get whiplash if he doesn’t quit whipping his head back and forth between us. Evan sets the boxes down on the floor before walking back outside.

“What was that?”

“What?”

“Why do you do that?”

“Do what?”

“That. It’s so fucking frustrating. You try to avoid giving a real answer, so you answer me with a question.”

I try to play it off by being cute. “Can you give me an example?”

“Not cute, Eve. What is going on?” Obviously, that just backfired. “I swear if you don’t tell me what’s going on; I’m going to lose my fucking mind.”

The door opens again and Evan drops another box to the floor. “I can tell you what’s going on.”

Fuck. I haven’t told Theron about the notes, and Evan knows it. “Evan. Stop.”

Theron silences me with a hard stare. “No, Evan, don’t stop. Tell me what’s going on.”

“I’m sorry, Eve, but secrets shouldn’t be kept.”

“Wait. You knew? Eve, how the fuck did Evan know before I did.”

Now, I am completely caught off guard. Perhaps, this was the exploding in my face part that my mom warned me about. They both know I am holding secrets, but they each only know of one. “Um…I didn’t. He doesn’t really know.” My response is half-assed. What the hell am I supposed to say?

Theron spins around and points his finger directly at Evan. “You knew she was pregnant?”

Evan’s eyes are huge. Surprise! I guess he didn’t know my secret after all. His shock turns into anger and his face darkens. I swallow trying to keep my composure. Theron can’t see me with his back to me, so I plead with my eyes for Evan to go along with this.

“I didn’t know exactly. I mean, I guess I just, kind of guessed. I asked her about it, but she wouldn’t give me an answer. She was sick one minute, but fine the next. Then she seemed to be sneaking around behind your back with her friend, so I figured she was hiding something from you. I made a point of letting her know that if she didn’t tell you what was going on, I would soon. Very. Soon.” Evan glares at me, but to my relief he doesn’t mention the notes. If looks could kill, I would probably be six feet under. Shit. I know I have to tell him, but I don’t want too. I am going to add to his stress over nothing.

Theron spins back around and stares right at me. I don’t want to lie to him, so I just opt to leave out a couple of small details. “I didn’t tell Evan, babe. The only ones that knew were my mom and Kayla. They only knew because I took the tests at my parents.”

“Evan, was this why she yelled at you in the hallway?”

“She yelled at me because I told her not to keep secrets from you. It wasn’t my place, Sir.”

Theron stands and walks into the living room. He leans against the fireplace, running his hands over his face. I glance away to see guilt staring at me from the corner of the room again. Tomorrow. I’ll tell him tomorrow. Theron sighs and my gaze meets his eyes again. “I feel like I’m missing something here, but I’m going to drop it for now. Also, Evan knock off the ‘Miss’ and ‘Sir’ shit. You are family and I expect you to act like it.”

“If that’s what you want.”

“It is. Go set your boxes down. I have Rebecca and some of the other staff coming over tomorrow to gather our things and move them over to the other house. Are you okay with everything here?”

“I wish you’d let me pay you.”

“Yeah, well, I wish you and Eve would really tell me what’s going on, but it’s clear none of that is going to happen. I’m going to go hit the gym, I need a break.” He slowly walks back to the island where I am still sitting. Lifting my chin with his fingers, he looks deep into my eyes. “No secrets. If that’s what’s going on here, I need it to stop. I’ll give you a couple days, but that’s it. Now get some rest. I don’t know how long I’ll be. I love you.” His lips softly brush mine, and I pull him in closer. I lightly nip at his lip, as his tongue invades my mouth. Goosebumps spread across my flesh. Fisting his shirt in my hand, I moan into his mouth. My nerves are lit up and I could really use some release. His hands grasp my neck, as mine move under his shirt, my fingers tracing his abs. He pulls back from the kiss. I am left on the brink of something, but I’m not sure what.

“Baby, please.”