First Love (23 page)

“Well, Princess, you can kiss me anytime you want. You don't even have to ask. These lips are yours, have always been yours." I give her a kiss on her cheek. “Do you have any idea as to when you would like this wedding?" I ask. If it were up to me, I would say tomorrow. I know she will want a little more time than that. I do want her to have the wedding she has always dreamed of. It’s what she deserves. She reaches up and grabs her phone off the shelf above the tub. I rest my chin on her shoulder to see what she is doing. She pulls up a calendar app on the phone.

“Okay … today is June 25
th
, so how about if we set the date for Saturday, July 26
th
? A month should be plenty of time to get everything together if I enlist Holly to help me." She sets the phone down and turns to look at me, waiting for my response. I am thrilled. I can deal with a month.

“I think that sounds like the perfect day to make you my wife. You just tell me what I need to do, and it's done. I want this to be everything you have ever dreamed it would be, Princess." I hold her face in my hands and brush my lips gently across hers as I say, “I love you. You are the air that I need to breathe. My heart. My everything. I can't wait to be married to you." Then, I kiss her.

I
T STILL
amazes me how he can be so tough and strong, but still have this sweet romantic side to him. And the way that he is kissing me right now, my God, it's the kind of kiss that makes you tingle from the top of your head to the tips of your toes. I know he is worried about my ribs and other bruises, but I need him. I need to feel him deep inside of me, have him show me just how much he loves me.

I pull back away from him slightly and look into his eyes. “Ya want to know how to really make me feel better?"

“That is something I would be interested in hearing," he says with a sexy smirk.

I bring my lips down to his ear." I want you to take me to bed and show me how much you love me." He looks like he is fighting a battle with himself about what he should do. All of a sudden, he gets out of the bathtub and wraps a towel around himself. He reaches for my hand, helps me out of the tub, and carefully dries me off. He picks me up and carries me into the bedroom and lays me down on the bed gently.

“If I hurt you please tell me, okay?" he says, so seriously. I nod and smile.

He lies down next to me and starts kissing behind my ear, then down my neck. His hand roams all along my arm, along the top of my chest, then down between my breasts. He runs it down around my belly button. He is being so gentle and sweet, and I am more than turned on. He leans over me and kisses me again. I run my hands through his hair. I want him so badly. Thank God he seems to know me better than I know myself. His cock rubs against my entrance. He kisses me so softly, and then brings his lips to my ear.

“I love you so much, Amber." He slides inside me, and nothing else matters but the two of us. He never takes his eyes off mine as he continues his slow, steady thrusts.

“I love you, too," I say as he links our fingers together and brings our arms over my head. “You feel so fucking good, Princess," he pants. He begins to thrust his hips harder and faster.

"Oh. God. Kyle!" I feel myself tighten around him, causing his release.

"Fuck. Baby!" Kyle falls to his side and pulls me with him. He kisses my forehead, eyelids, nose, and mouth.

We lie here in each other’s arms for a couple hours, talking. We talk about the things that happened in the cabin. About how both of us are nervous with Beau still out there. Kyle asks me if I would not go into the center for the rest of the week. Then, he orders us some dinner from the bar and Angel drops it off. We eat in bed while we watch a movie. What a perfect, safe, relaxing night with the man I love.

I
WAKE
up to the smell of coffee and something delicious cooking downstairs. I’m surprised that I was able to sleep so soundly all night. Being held so tightly in Kyle's arms may have had something to do with that, though. I promised Kyle I would wait until Monday before going back to the center. He said Jax is handling everything just fine. He really didn't have to twist my arm to get me to agree not to go back right away. Besides, I have a wedding to plan. I slowly get out of bed and throw on some yoga pants and a tank top. I brush my teeth and use the bathroom, then saunter downstairs.

I walk into the kitchen and see Kyle cooking in only a pair of jeans, swaying his hips to the music he has playing. I sneak up behind him and cup his ass in my hands. “That is one sexy ass you have there."

“Why, thank you. I am glad you approve. Did you sleep well, Princess?" he asks with a kiss.

"I always sleep well when I am wrapped in these strong arms," I say as he holds me tighter.

“Wow, you think I have a sexy ass and strong arms. What else?" he asks with a laugh. He has the sexiest laugh. What am I saying? Every damn thing about him is sexy.

“I don't like anything about you," I say with a straight face. He looks confused. “I love everything about you, inside and out." I smile up at him. He smacks me on my ass, picks me up, and sets me down on a cool bar stool.

“I will get you some coffee. I made your favorite for breakfast … egg white omelet with bacon and cheddar," he says, proudly.

We talk about our wedding while we eat one of the best omelets I have ever had. I tell him I wanted to make Holly my Maid of Honor and Taryn and Makenna Bridesmaids. Kyle will have Paul as his Best Man with Marcus and Angel as Groomsmen. We also decide to have the reception here at the house, as well. Kyle says he will take care of getting a band and a caterer, which will help me out a lot. Before we can discuss anything further, the doorbell rings. Kyle checks who it is and I start putting the dishes in the dishwasher. When Kyle comes back into the kitchen, he is followed by Sheriff Beasley and Darcie. Before I realize what I am doing, I am running to her and hugging her tightly. I know I have taken her by surprise because I can feel her body stiffen at first. It only takes a couple seconds for her to relax and hug me back. I don't like the fact that she has slept with Kyle, and she wasn't always nice to me, but we went through something awful together.

“How are you feeling?" I ask her as I showed her and Sheriff Beasley to the kitchen table.

“I am feeling pretty good. Luckily there were no serious injuries. How about you?"

“Same here. What brings the two of you by?"

“I wanted to thank you. Sheriff Beasley said you refused to press charges. I am grateful, Amber, but you don't owe me anything. If you want to press charges, I understand. I should be punished for what I did." She looks into her coffee cup. I reach for her hand.

“Would you have done it if Beau hadn't forced you to?" I ask her.

“Of course not. It never would have crossed my mind."

“Then I don't believe you deserve any punishment for something you were forced to do. Besides, you have had enough pain and suffering over the years at the hands of Beau; you don't need any more. Are you going somewhere safe until they find him?" I hope she does. She is a much easier target than I am.

“Yeah, I am going to North Dakota to stay with my mom for a while. I am leaving tomorrow. That's another reason I came here. I wanted to say goodbye." She gives me a sad smile. It’s too bad that she has to leave a place she has lived most of her life in order to feel safe. No one should have to go through that.

“I am sorry to see you go, but I am glad you are finally getting what you’ve been wanting. Where are you staying until you leave? Are you safe?" The second the words are out of my mouth, Kyle shoots me a look like I have completely lost my fucking mind. I wasn't really offering for her to stay here, I just want to make sure she is somewhere safe.

“She’s had someone from the department with her at all times and will until she boards her plane tomorrow. She will be safe, I promise," Sheriff Beasley says to me. That makes me feel better. As far as I knew, she didn't have any family here, and who knows if she can trust any of the friends she may have had.

“I am glad you will be safe until you leave. You have my number, so keep in touch." I get up from my chair and give her another hug. I feel her shoulders shaking. Oh shit. I didn't mean to make her cry.

“You are an amazing person, Amber. Thank you for being so kind to me after everything. I am really sorry for all of it. I am sorry to you also, Kyle. I was desperate to get away from a bad situation and I thought maybe you were my ticket out." I look at Kyle hoping he is going to be nice and accept her apology. Thank goodness my man comes through with grace.

“I understand your situation now and I’m sorry that you had to go through any of that. No woman deserves to be hit. No man has a right to hit a woman, especially one he claims to love. Do us a favor and remember that when you meet someone. Don't ever let a man treat you badly again," Kyle says to her as he pats her hand.