“I haven’t talked to her. I mean, not really. I think we’ve spoken twice since the wedding and both times have been all about how she messed up, blah blah blah. I haven’t even told her I was moving. I thought it would be better in person since she was so depressed. Holy shit. I am going to be an aunt. An Aunt. Are you freaking out? I am freaking out. Wait. Are you together?” Her smile reassured him she was excited.
Mark laughed. Layla had a way of talking forever about nothing. “No. Not exactly. Hell, I don’t know. It’s complicated.”
Ryan groaned as Layla started speaking. It was obvious he felt the same way. “Well it doesn’t need to be. Yank your head out of your ass. If you want to be with her, be with her. Stop tiptoeing around like a scared kid. Claim what is yours. If you don’t want her, let it go. But this in between shit is not good for either of you.”
Mark put his head on the bar. “You are right. This needs to stop. And no, I am not freaking out. I am someone’s dad. That is the most amazing thing in the world.”
Layla finished her water and threw the empty bottle at him. “Come on Ryan. Be my hero and help me get my bags up to my room. Make yourself useful.”
Mark grabbed his phone from the counter. ‘Can you come by tonight? Any time is fine.’
Her response was simple. ‘Yes.’
‘I will send you the directions.’
‘See you tonight. I miss you Mark.’
Mark smiled. ‘I miss you too Soph. You have no idea how much.’
****
Sophie parked her car in front of the massive garage and got out slowly. Was she at the right place? She surveyed the front of the house. Huge. She shook her head and laughed. She had heard very little about the house and she was shocked to see the massive structure in front of her. Several moving boxes were thrown onto the front porch. “This must be it,” she mumbled to herself as she rang the door bell.
Mark answered the door in a bathing suit, hair wet from a swim. “Hey beautiful. Come in. I’m sorry. I was hoping I had time to take a shower before you got here.” He kissed her on the cheek and led her into the foyer. “Want a tour?”
Sophie gasped at the marble floors and large staircase. “Yes.” Her voice was breathless. “This is amazing Mark.”
He held her hand and led her through the first floor. He pointed out the pool and view with a smile on his face and continued into the kitchen and even showed her the garage. Moving to the second floor, he pointed out several bedrooms and bathrooms and an office. He quickly pointed into the master bedroom as his nerves got the better of him. “And this, well, I thought this could be the nursery. I am right next door and it gets morning sun and has a beautiful view for the middle of the night feedings.”
Sophie smiled and leaned into him. “It is perfect. Just perfect. I couldn’t have picked anything any better.”
Mark wrapped his arms around her and she let out the breath she had been holding. He pulled her tightly against his chest and kissed her neck. “I’m glad you like it. I picked it for you.” Her body stiffened and he smiled. “Come on. There is one more room. There is a small third floor that has a bedroom and a bathroom and a nice balcony.”
Sophie stopped outside the closed door of the third floor room. Mark paused and knocked and she gave him a questioning look. “I got us a live in babysitter so we can have a life. If you want one I mean.”
The door opened and Sophie squealed. “Layla. What are you doing here?”
Layla pulled her into a big hug and then dropped to her knees and spoke to her belly. “Hi baby. Your daddy thought you might need to have your aunt around to teach you all the things your mommy and daddy don’t think you should know. I will be here for as long as you need me”
Sophie looked at Mark. Her tears flowed down her cheeks and she laughed. “She lives here?” Mark nodded and smiled. She jumped into his arms. “Thank you Mark.”
As she held him, the walls he had put up all crashed to the ground. His future was so clear. She was everything he wanted. “Sit. Talk. I am going to take a shower and then we can have some dinner and talk.”
****
Sophie snuck into the master bedroom and shut the door. She kicked her shoes under the bed and pulled her sundress over her head. The sound of the shower came from the half closed bathroom door. She pushed her way in and smiled. The glass enclosed shower gave her a view of the most beautiful man she had ever seen. He had added some tattoos to his chest and arms and she couldn’t wait to trace them all with her tongue. The man was pure heaven. Just the thought of him turned her on. His muscles rippled as he shampooed his hair and turned his face into the stream of water.
Sophie opened the shower door and walked in. She reached out to touch his shoulder and he jumped. “Stay just like that.” She grabbed the soap and washed his back and shoulders. When she got to his arms, she kissed the new artwork. “This is nice.”
Mark cleared his throat. “Sophie, what are you doing?” He turned around to face her.
Her hands went right to the stars on his chest and traced them lightly. “I miss you. I miss kissing you and holding you. I miss your touch. I don’t want to be without you anymore.”
Mark swept her into his arms and kissed her. His kiss was slow and loving. Sophie squirmed in his arms wanting to be closer to him. She would never be able to be close enough. She ran her hands down his back and dug her nails into his ass. He moaned into her mouth.
Breaking the kiss, she dropped to her knees and before he could stop her, she took his length into her mouth. Her hands and mouth worked in perfect harmony rubbing up and down his shaft. His breathing became strained. “Jesus Sophie.” His hands slapped onto the sides of the shower stall. She smiled as she looked up at him and teased him as she took him into her mouth again. He closed his eyes and groaned. Her mouth was so warm. When he realized he couldn’t wait any longer, he tugged her to her feet.
“I need to be inside you.” He turned the water off and picked her up. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and sucked the water from his neck. He put her down gently in front of the bathroom mirror and bent her over. “This is room one. I plan to have you in every room of this house.”
He eased into her from behind and sighed. Her eyes met his in the mirror as he started to thrust into her. Her face was flushed. She smiled a sexy smile at him as he picked up speed. Reaching around her, he circled her clit with his fingers. She bit her bottom lip but kept eye contact with him. Her movement became more frantic and he knew she was close. He pinched her nipple with his other hand and bit her shoulder. She came apart around him, clenching him with her slick walls. Her legs buckled but he held her up. “Not yet. You aren’t done yet.” Her hooded eyes met his again. More moisture pooled around him and he grabbed her hair and pulled back lightly. She moaned. “You like that baby?”
She nodded and found her voice. “God yes. Harder Mark. I need more.”
“What do you want baby?” His strokes slowed as he waited for an answer. “Tell me.”
“I want to turn around.” She smiled as she remembered their time together in the ocean. “I want to turn around and kiss you while you make love to me. I want you to make me come again.”
Mark pulled out of her, threw her onto the counter and eased into her again. He held her close, his lips meeting hers with urgency. He tilted her head back and his tongue thrust deeper in her throat. She moaned. She took his hand and put it on her over sensitive bundle of nerves. She circled his fingers with hers and threw her head back. “God yes. That feels so good.”
Her release was almost immediate and she screamed his name as he thrust into her two more times. His orgasm was so powerful; he grabbed the counter to keep from losing his balance. His body shuttered with each final thrust.
He lifted her from the counter and carried her to the bedroom. Their bodies were slick with sweat. He winked as he climbed on top of her on the bed. “I know we should probably clean up. But, I’m not done with you yet.”
She pulled him down and kissed him hard. She nibbled on his bottom lip and ran her tongue down his neck. “I know you might not be ready to hear this, but I love you.”
He sighed. “I am always ready to hear that. I love you so much Sophie.”
“Can I stay with you tonight?”
His smile lit up his face. “Sophie, as far as I’m concerned, you never have to leave.”
Epilogue
3 months later
Mark stood on his front porch. The sun was beginning to set earlier and the evenings were becoming cooler. His briefcase fell from his hands and he pressed his head against the door. The day had been filled with one work crisis after another and he couldn’t wait to throw on his swimsuit, lap out his frustration, then spend the evening holding Sophie.
Her morning sickness had completely resolved and as she hit the second trimester, her energy had come racing back. She hadn’t given up her apartment but her things had slowly made their way into Mark’s home. Aside from Mark’s trip back east for business, Sophie had spent every night making love to him and reminding him why they belonged together. The relationship had become more than she ever imagined.
Mark stepped into the dark foyer and took a deep breath. The sounds of footsteps on the stairs made him look up. “Why are you here and more importantly, why were you upstairs?”
Caleb tensed as he noticed Mark standing in the doorway. He looked around and stuttered. “I, uh, just came by to say hello to you guys.”
“Ok. Doesn’t explain why you were upstairs Allen.” Mark set his briefcase on the bench by the door and loosened his tie. “Start explaining before I take the frustrations of my day out on you.”
A second pair of feet appeared in Mark’s vision and Ryan stumbled into Caleb’s back. “What’s up Marco?” Ryan, always calm and collected, looked around in a panic.
“Start explaining you two. And I mean now.” Mark rubbed his hand over his face and tried to take a few steps upstairs. Ryan blocked his way. “Dude. I am seriously exhausted. I just want to put on my swim trunks and relax.”
Caleb jogged past them both, into the living room and out the back door. There were hushed voices and a loud crash. Mark turned toward the sliding glass door as Ryan stepped into his face. “Give it just a minute man. Please.” Ryan loosened his grip.
Mark groaned. “It’s been a shit day. What’s going on?”
Sophie stepped through the back door, her smile radiant. Her hair was pulled off her face in a low ponytail and her tanned legs ended in a pair of strappy sandals. She fixed the waist of her sundress as she stepped toward Mark. “Hi baby. I missed you.” Her kiss was soft and she melted into his embrace.
Smiling against her neck, he whispered. “You smell good. What’s going on?”
She laughed. “My pathetic attempt at a surprise. You are early.” She took his hand and led him out the back door.
Candles floated in the pool and the large dining table was set. Rich cooked steaks and vegetables on the grill and the bar was set up with every drink imaginable. Molly, Caleb, Layla, Mr. and Mrs. Dickerman, his mother and Chad sat at the table. Mark looked around at his guests and then back at Sophie. “What is this?”
Sophie led him to the seat at the head of the table and sat down in his lap. “You have been working so hard and I just wanted you to know how much we all love you. I wanted to have everyone over for dinner and drinks. Kind of a housewarming. Are you mad?”
Mark smiled and kissed her. “No baby. I’m not mad. I’m thrilled.” He stood and greeted all his guests and grabbed a beer from the bar. Ryan handed him a shot of tequila and he threw it back. His exhaustion disappeared with each sip.
Looking back at Sophie, he relaxed. She was beautiful. If he had been able to ask for everything he had ever wanted, it would have been wrapped in a package just like Sophie. His life was complete.
He ran his hand over the engagement ring in his pocket. He had taken the original ring and had it reset. There had been too many bad memories surrounding the first one. His plan was to ask her to marry him tonight during a moonlit swim. They loved the pool and he couldn’t think of anything more romantic than under the stars in their own private paradise.
Sophie stood up and grabbed a folded paper off the bar. “This is for you.”
He opened it. “Your lease?”
She laughed. “My broken lease. I’m moving in this weekend.” She squealed as Mark picked her up and swung her around. “I take it you are happy?”
Ryan gagged. “Seriously bro. I don’t know how the hell this happened to you. I honestly miss my wing man. But I couldn’t be happier for you.”
Sophie hit him in the arm. “Like you aren’t sniffing around a certain brunette that shall remain nameless? Please. You haven’t been out in two weeks.”
Mark looked from Sophie to Ryan. “Who?”
Ryan chugged his beer and looked at Layla. “Another story for another night.”
“Steaks are done. Come to the table kids.” Rich laughed as he put a tray of steaks in the center of the table.
Mark looked at all the faces that were most important to him in the world. Mr. and Mrs. Dickerman were like parents to him. They had helped raise him and helped make him the man he had become. His mother was there with a smile on her face despite the fact that his father was once again on the road. Ryan had taken a seat by Layla and was currently getting the cold shoulder. He wondered about those two and he looked forward to whatever the future would bring them. Molly and Rich had settled into married life beautifully. They were completely in love and had found out several days before that they were expecting a baby. Mark and Molly would have children that would grow up together, just like they had. His heart swelled and his eyes watered.