Perfect Neighbor (The Next Door Daddies Series Book 4)

by Lauren Wood

  “You always have to really think about the source. Some people just like to cause trouble.”

  “And by some people, you mean…”

  “You know who I mean, Bonnie. He’s into you and wants you all to himself.”

  “Is that what you want as well?”

  I agreed, because I didn’t think there was much of a reason to lie about it. “Of course, I want you, Bonnie. If you haven’t got that out of all of this, then I am really doing something wrong.”

  She smiled at my answer and I still was trying to figure out what had gone on. I wasn’t sure, but the only thing different in my life was Bonnie. I didn’t want to believe that it had something to do with her, but it was hard to not think along those lines. It was very clear that something had happened. I don’t think that the gossip was true. I didn’t run away from anything when I moved back home. I was just looking for a little peace and quiet, the ability to slow down a bit.

  I turned to try and get up again, but it was no use. Whatever had happened, and for whatever reason they did it, I was just junked. My body didn’t even feel like my own, and every part of it hurt. That’s just all there was to it.

  “I don’t suppose I am going to be getting what I want any time soon though, not the way it is going right now.”

  “No, it doesn’t look like you’re going to be able for a while, Steven. I have to get back to work, but I am glad to see you up and around. Don’t move too much. You have a lot of cracks and bruising internally. Just take it easy and I will see you in a bit. I will send a doctor in if you need anything.”

  I didn’t want her to go and I could tell that Bonnie didn’t want to go either, but she had to. She was working and I was going to be okay, even if it didn’t feel like it at the moment. At the moment, it felt like I was never going to feel better, ever again.

  The doctor came in not long after Bonnie left, and I knew even more assuredly that I was in good hands. Her hands.

  I got some bad news, a basic run-down of everything that was bruised and broken, but it didn’t sound as bad as I felt. A part of me was convinced that they must be missing a few things. Many things because I wasn’t supposed to feel like this. I felt like death warmed over, so this couldn’t be a full-recovery situation.

  My pride kept me from saying how much pain I was in, but the doctor must have seen it, because he ordered something and moments later, I was floating off into la-la land. It was a good place to be. I had no worries there. All I had were good dreams of Bonnie to keep me company.

  19

  Bonnie

  Doug called twice during my shift. I didn’t take the calls because I had the kids, so I knew that it wasn’t an emergency. It was strange that for so long I didn’t really hear from him, but now he was calling me left and right.

  I wanted to go up to see Steven before I left for the day. When the phone rang again and it was Doug, I answered, just in the hopes that he would stop calling me soon.

  “What can I do for you, Doug? I see you’ve called a few times. You know that I can’t answer calls when I’m at work. Only emergencies.”

  “Maybe it is an emergency, Bonnie.”

  “I have the kids and if it was an emergency, they would call me.”

  He was silent for a moment and I knew that I was sounding like a bitch. It was hard not to be that way with him. We didn’t get along the last bit of the marriage and I sure had tried my best to get away from that. It wasn’t healthy for anyone involved, but it was a very easy tactic to take.

  “I wanted to know how your friend is.”

  “Why are you so worried about it, Doug?”

  “Because like I said before, he was around my kids.”

  I sighed and told him that he was going to be fine.

  “He’s banged up, but it could have been a lot worse, and he is going to make a full recovery.”

  “Well, that’s good.”

  “It doesn’t sound like you’re too upset about it.”

  “You know how I feel about you, Bonnie. I didn’t want the divorce; I didn’t want you to move on. I want you back. You have to know that.”

  “I don’t want to do this, Doug. I just got off my shift and I’m ready to head home, get the kids and make dinner.”

  “I miss our little family, Bonnie. Don’t you?”

  This was going nowhere, and I had to get off the phone. I think the mistake was made when Steven went to get the kids. It must have triggered something in Doug, so now he was pushing the reconciliation a lot more than before. It was a no then, and it is still a no now.

  “Well Doug, I really have to go. I will talk to you soon. I have to bring the kids this weekend.”

  “Right, well make sure that you’re the one that brings them. We haven’t talked about other people around them, but maybe we should, you know, get it clear and in the open what we want.”

  I bit my tongue on that conversation, because I had a feeling that he wasn’t going to like what I had to say, not at all.

  “Will do, Doug. Bye.”

  I hung up before he could drag me back into a conversation that was never going to end well. I felt drained from the few minutes I was on the phone with him. I’d felt that way when I was married to him as well. It was just a reminder that I’d made the right decision. I don’t know why I hadn’t done it sooner.

  The way he was so interested in Steven sent off little alarm bells in my mind. I knew that it was probably jealousy talking and that was nothing new for Doug, but it felt like more than the usual. I don’t know why I was so worried about it, but I could definitely recognize that I was.

  I pushed the door open to the room that Steven was in and plastered a smile on my face. He was sitting up and looked better than before. I was thankful for that and I knew that I was probably going to have to fake it a lot this evening. I hated to see Steven like this, and I hated the thoughts that Doug and Jesse were putting in my mind. It wasn’t helpful at all.

  “How are you feeling?”

  “Never better. I am ready to get out of here.”

  “You need to stay another day or two. You were really beaten up and they will help you manage everything better.”

  “I could go home under a nurse’s care.”

  I bit my lip, because I knew what he was asking. I wanted to say yes, but I thought about the kids and how they would take all of that. I didn’t know if it would be good or not.

  “Oh, really? Who told you that?”

  I wanted to throttle whoever put that in his head.

  “I asked about it. You’re a nurse and you live next door. I just want to get out of here and will do pretty much anything to make it happen.”

  “I have the kids, Steven.”

  “You guys can stay over with me; I’ll stay with you. I will hire someone else when we get there if that doesn’t work for you. I’m fine, really.”

  I could tell that he wasn’t being as real about his injuries. I knew what they were and no matter how strong he was, it wasn’t that complicated to see that he wasn’t going to be able to do as much as he liked to believe he could.

  “It’s a lot, Steven. I don’t even know what’s going on between us, but yes. Of course. I don’t want you to stay any longer than you have to. Your place seems bigger, but the kids will want to stay where their stuff is. Will you mind staying in the guest room down the hall?”

  “Will you let me sneak in late at night?”

  “I don’t know about all of that, Steven. I think you’re pushing it now.”

  He frowned at me and I told him I was going to go get his release papers. I don’t know how Jake and Phillip were going to react, but it’s not like I had time to warn them. I was hopeful that the last time they’d gotten along and this time they would as well.

  I got a few raised brows when I asked for his release papers, and I knew that it was probably because we weren’t really together. Or they didn’t know it and I was sure going to hear about it later. I knew that me and Steven were now in th
e rumor mill.

  When I got back, he was already up and dressed. Steven looked out of breath and the effortless farce was easy to see through. It was just that, a farce and I knew that there wasn’t much that could be done. He wanted to tough it out and I was going to let him, to a point. I didn’t want him to hurt himself, but anything beyond that, I knew that I would let him do just that.

  Steven refused the wheelchair, but he did lean on me a little bit when we were waiting for the elevator.

  “Are you alright? We can get the chair if it will make it easier for you.”

  He grimaced and said no. “I am going to be fine, really. I just need some time, that’s all.”

  All I could do was offer. I didn’t ask anymore, because I had a feeling that it wasn’t going to matter either way. I wanted to believe that.

  “Okay.”

  The elevator came and we made it to the car. He was wearing out, but happy to be leaving. I was still trying to figure out what I was going to tell the kids when we got back. We were only minutes in front of the bus, so I just got Steven put up in the guest room, while I was out front to pick them up from the bus. I felt a little ragged, but I made no mention of Steven at first. He went to sleep, and I was roped into getting the dinner ready and our usual routine.

  It wasn’t until he came out an hour and a half later, talking about how good it smelled, that I remembered that I had to warn them. Now it was too late. I waited for Jake to start in, but he instead had a million questions about what happened to Steven and I let him bombard him for a few minutes. Finally, I took pity on him and sent the kids up to do their homework.

  “Well, that went better than I thought it would.”

  “Really?”

  I agreed. “Jake isn’t too happy with the divorce and you seem to be the only one he likes at the moment. That’s a good thing, considering that you’re going to be staying here and all.”

  Steven smiled in the way that made me melt a little bit, and he was leaning down for a kiss before I knew what he was doing. My lips were just as responsive as before and I was kissing him back. I shouldn’t have been, and I heard one of the kids upstairs and I pulled away.

  “You’re not well enough for that sort of attention, Steven.”

  “No? Are you sure, because I sure feel like I’m well enough.”

  He had this grin from one side of his face to the other, and I swear that he was trying to drive me crazy. It wasn’t that hard to realize that his mind was in the gutter. But it wasn’t the time and he really wasn’t well enough.

  I served him some dinner before going upstairs and doing bedtime with the kids. The evening had just gotten away from me. By the time I got back downstairs, Steven was sitting on the couch and he looked like he was ready to go back to sleep. He saw me and sat up. I had a feeling that I could easily send him in the right direction. He was ready to do such a thing, but that didn’t mean that I wasn’t.

  20

  Steven

  Bonnie came to sit down next to me and even though it hurt to breathe and move in general, I knew that it wasn’t going to be something that I could ignore. I needed her, my cock was rock hard, and nothing was going to sidetrack me from what I really needed. I had to have her, on top of me, underneath me, anywhere where we could be together. It was all I was consciously thinking of.

  She didn’t sit right next to me though, not for long any ways. The next thing I know, she is sliding off of the couch, onto the floor and my heart leaps, knowing what she is about to do next.

  “I feel bad for you, Steven. You’ve had a rough few days.”

  I agreed, my head shaking up and down. Bonnie was on her knees now, in front of me and I couldn’t stop my heart from skipping faster. My body knew what she was doing, even if my mind was having a hard time believing it.

  “I thought you said that I wasn’t up for this sort of thing?”

  “Steven, I’m a nurse. Are you really going to question this?”

  I shook my head and told her that I wasn’t. I don’t know why I’d said anything at all. I didn’t want to jinx this. A woman was in between my legs and on her knees. I needed to shut the hell up.

  “No, of course not. You’re the boss.”

  She smiled at my answer, but we both knew that I liked to think that I was the one that was in charge. Maybe the last time we’d been together that was partially true, but only when she gave it to me. This time around, Bonnie was the one that was in charge from the get-go. There was no denying it and I didn’t want to. What I wanted truly was to feel her lips around me.

  When her hands were working on my pants, I was left trying not to show how much I was into it. I didn’t want her to know that I was trembling inside. I don’t know if I would be able to hide it or not, but I tried. I didn’t want her to think that I was desperate, even though it was exactly how I felt every time I was around her. It hadn’t changed, at least not that. In high school, she’d been hard to speak to. Now, it was hard to talk in general.

  I felt her hand pull me out of my boxers and I looked down. Her hands looked so delicate, too delicate to be doing what they were doing, and I squirmed in her grip. She made a whimpering sound, or maybe that was me and I tried to hold it in.

  “Does that feel good?”

  She was holding me in a semi-tight grip, running her hand up and down my shaft. She was stroking me, but the way Bonnie did it, was nothing like how it felt when I did it myself. Bonnie had some magic mixed in and I had my eyes closed pretty quickly. I liked watching her face and the expression she made as she played with me, but now I couldn’t take it anymore. She felt amazing.

  The next thing I know, the magical hand is replaced with something warmer and wetter. I had to bite my lip hard, just so that I wouldn’t lose my cool. She felt so good and I was instantly harder than I think I’d been in a long while. My body was reacting to her, as if she was the owner of it. I never felt this way about anyone else. I wanted to, needed to, but this was all more than I could handle.

  I finally opened my eyes, to watch my member disappear into her mouth. It was a sight that had me transfixed and I was soon to the edge of reason. She must have known as much and before I could stop what happened next, Bonnie was popped off of me and waiting for me to catch her gaze.

  “I don’t want it to end so quickly.”

  I just nodded my head, because really, what was I supposed to say about it? I was trying my best to make the best of the situation, but I didn’t know how I was going to be able to. It didn’t feel like it.

  “I can always get it back up again, as many times as you want.”

  She giggled with my answer, and her mouth was close enough that I could feel the wet heat coming from her breath. My dick jerked and tried to move closer to her. It knew exactly what it wanted and where to go to get it, much like it had a mind of its own. At the moment, it really felt like an inevitability.

  Then I was back inside of her and wishing that I could stay inside of her mouth forever. It was hard not to want something more. I needed something more.

  “Why don’t you just go on and sit on my lap?”

  As much as I loved the feel of her lips and the rest of her suckling around me, it wasn’t enough. I needed to be deep inside of her and her throat couldn’t take me. The only part of her that could take all of me, was in between her legs, and I didn’t even have to touch her to know that she was soaking wet. I just knew it.

  “You’re not well enough for that, Steven. You’re still hurt. I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “I am not so easily hurt, Bonnie. It’s going to be okay. Even if it does hurt a little bit, I know without a doubt, that it would be worth it.”

  That had her smiling, but she wasn’t going to relent. I’d learned enough about her, that when Bonnie made up her mind about something, that was that. Apparently, this was one of those things that she wasn’t going to give up on, so all I could do was take what was given.

  Instead of her mouth going back down on me, like
I’d hoped, I felt softness go around my shaft instead. I wasn’t paying attention before, but now I was. Now I was nestled in the soft pillow-like breasts of Bonnie’s. Her mouth moved to the top of her chest, where the head of my dick was coming through. It was softness and then wetness, back and forth. I tried to hold it in, but Bonnie was going at a new pace, one that I wasn’t able to keep up with. As much as I wanted to, I wasn’t able to stop the pleasure that came ripping through me. No matter how much I wanted to.

  She clamped down onto my thickness, the breasts falling away, to make room for a deep throat to supply my need in. I felt several waves run through me and push deep into her mouth. She had to swallow several times and finally pulled away, breathing a little harder and making me want more.

  I tried to pull her on top of me, but she wiped her mouth and resisted, telling me that was all I was going to get. “I seems like you’re pretty well taken care of, Steven. Did I not do a good job?”

  “Hell yes you did, Bonnie. That felt amazing and I want to make you feel good as well. If you don’t want to have sex, you know that I can do wonders with my tongue instead.”

  She shivered visibly and I thought that was my answer. I started to get up and she shook her head, moving back a step. I needed her to get with the program. I needed her now.

  “Maybe after a few more days, when you’ve gotten some of your strength back. Then we can talk about what else we can do together. Okay?”

  I agreed, but it wasn’t like I had much choice. I was drained. She’d made sure of that, though with Bonnie, I don’t know if it was ever going to be enough. How could it be? She was amazing.

  21

  Bonnie

  I was still trying to figure out what was going on between the two of us. Steven had been staying with us for almost a week now and even though he was feeling better, I wasn't ready for him to leave yet. It was nice to have him here with me and the kids really liked him. I couldn’t think of the situation being much better.