Abelie

by Belle Winters

  He shrugged. “Look, I want to talk…” he began and I stormed past him out of the room.

  “Now you want to talk? The time for talking is long gone… I’ve been there, tried that and it didn’t work.” I threw over my shoulder.

  I could hear his footsteps following behind me as I walked to my room. “Would you fucking quit ya shit for a minute?” he asked.

  I shook my head. “Absolutely no –“ my sentence was cut off the second I entered through the doorway of my room and his scent engulfed me. I frowned and looked around and noticed little evidence that he’d been here.

  “You’ve been staying here?” I asked accusingly.

  “Yea.”

  “Ok, what Lucifer… what could I possibly freaking do for you?” I asked.

  “Calm down and sit.” He demanded. When I continued to stand there looking at him defiantly he growled. “Sit the fuck down, shut up and listen.” He said more forcefully and I acquiesced.

  “I’m not good at this type of shit… I don’t know how to do this.” He began running his hands through his hair.

  “Try.” I encouraged.

  “I fucking am, can’t you see that?” he asked angrily.

  I shook my head. “No, actually I can’t. It doesn’t look like you’re doing anything but throwing out demands as usual.”

  “You’re not giv – “ He began but I was done. I wasn’t going to go down this path again with him. I’d rather stop this now before it spiraled out of control like it normally does.

  “Look, let’s not do this. I accepted everything we discussed before there’s no need to rehash anything ok.” I told him reassuringly.

  “You’re not fucking hearing me.”

  “I. Don’t. Want. To.” I said ensuring to punctate every word.

  “FUCK! You were right, everything you said was right…” he screamed out and began pacing. The fact he just admitted I was right about something had me rooted to the spot in shock. “I was fucking mad at you for leaving but I was mad at you too because I cared. You have no idea, I was going fucking crazy not knowing where you were or if you was ok. I was mad, I was hurt, I was… out of my fucking mind.”

  He stopped pacing and looked me square in the eye. “Then you told me that I had feelings for you and that made me angry and confused. Then you said you almost loved me. No one loves me, I’m nobody. No fucking body and you said almost like it was an impossible thing to do. I just didn’t know… I had too many thoughts running through my head and I couldn’t get a grip. Then I got you back babe and I realized how much I missed it. Then you wanted to fucking leave me again, change me… I wasn’t ready for that.”

  He closed the distance between us and grabbed me. “I might not be making any fucking sense because I don’t know how to make sense of this. I just fucking want you and you can’t tell me no.”

  He was leaning in closer now our lips inches apart. His rambling was all over the place but somehow, it made perfect sense to me. My chest was heaving with my shallow breaths because I wanted him. I just couldn’t help but think I was making the wrong choice if I let him in again. Am I setting myself up for heartbreak? “What if I want to say no?” I asked breathlessly.

  He growled and brushed his lips against mine. “I won’t let you.” He said it as a promise and he kissed me. I didn’t fight him, I let him. My arms instinctively wrapped around his neck and I pulled him closer. He lifted me off of my feet and placed me down on the bed. “You’re mine babe. I can’t promise you happily ever after, I don’t think I have that in me but I can try.”

  I held his face in my hands and looked him square in the eye. “I don’t need happily ever after Lucifer. I know we would never have that, you’re no prince charming and I’m no snow white.” I took a deep breath. “We will fight, scream, get angry… but that will be us. Because we’ll make up and have sex and you’ll kiss me to calm me down. That’s forever. That could be our ever after.”

  He let out a shaky breath and kissed me gently. He stood up by the bed in front of me, his eyes raked over me slowly from my bareless feet up my exposed legs and the dress encasing me. “You look fucking sexy.” I blushed as I thought of the surprise dress and impromptu lingerie shopping. They’d been preparing me for just this moment.

  When his hands descended down on my dress I gripped his wrist. “Careful with the dress, this was a gift.” I warned him.

  He gave me a light chuckle and I sat up and helped him discard it carefully. I laid back down slowly waiting for his reaction in seeing me in my new black lace. He looked down at me and licked his lips. He fell to his knees between my legs and placed his hands on my stomach. He rubbed it slowly which earned him an answering kick. His eyes flew to mine.

  “Is that…?” he asked.

  I nodded. “Yes. I guess he’s saying hi.”

  He put his face to my belly and spoke gently. “Hey there big guy.” He said to my stomach where he received a few kicks. “See, it’s a boy.” He said to me.

  I rolled my eyes and shook my head. “We don’t know that, now get on with it.”

  He laughed. “Eager little bitch huh?” he asked as he placed a kiss on my stomach and slipped his fingers into my panties.

  He began easing them down slowly. “Where’d these come from?” he asked. I blushed even harder since he instantly knew these were not my normal. I do cotton, like the cute ones but I’m not courageous enough to really buy lace or see-through.

  “I uh, I just bought them.” I confessed.

  He gripped them in his palm and sniffed. “We need to get you some more.” He said before spreading my legs.

  He trailed kisses from my ankle all the way up to my knee before moving to the other leg and restarting the process. The first swipe of his tongue made my body arch off the bed. He took his time on me like he was trying to make sure to taste every inch of me. He drew me into his mouth and used the tip of his tongue to flick me and just like that an orgasm took over my whole body.

  He crawled up my body before pulling me into a passionate kiss. “Fuck I missed you.” He whispered before he kissed me again.

  He got up and began removing his clothes. “Your belly is bigger, this might not be easy…” he mused.

  I rolled my eyes. “Just… try.” I pleaded.

  He gave a slight head nod. He gripped me by the backs of my knees and dragged me to the edge of the bed. Thankfully the bed was high so it didn’t leave that huge of a distance between us. He wrapped my legs around his waist and he crouched and slid his hand underneath my butt leveling me with him. His other hand gripped my waist and he entered me in one swift movement.

  “You want this baby?” he whispered. I nodded. “Let me hear it.” He said staying buried to the hilt not moving an inch.

  “Please Lucifer.” I asked.

  “Ask me correctly. Ask me to fuck you.”

  “Please fuck me Lucifer, fuck me please.” I begged.

  With that he began moving. He was taking his time almost like he was being gentle. From the way he was shaking I could tell he was trying to hold back and I grew frustrated. “Harder please.”

  “Fuck babe, the baby…” he said through clenched teeth.

  “It’s ok.” I said through heavy breaths. “I’ll tell you if it’s too much.” I promised. He studied my eyes and must’ve seen something that he could trust because he picked up his rhythm and deepened his strokes. He didn’t prolong our orgasm like he usually does and we went over together.

  He collapsed on the bed. “I’m sorry babe, but I needed that.”

  I laughed. “Me too.”

  We laid together in the silence and the dark for a while before I spoke. “So what now?” I asked.

  I could feel his shrug. “I don’t know. I’ve never done this before… we live here together with the baby and just see what the fuck happens I guess.”

  I pushed myself up so that I was propped on my elbow. “You’re going to move in?” I asked.

  He laughed. “I already did babe.
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  I plopped back down on my back. “Are you kidding me? Better yet, why am I not surprised?” I asked him honestly.

  “You shouldn’t be.” He admitted.

  “So you know James is here?” I asked him.

  He nodded. “I do, I got Nettie in contact with him.”

  I rolled my eyes. “What the heck is going on? Are you really trying to get in my good graces or something? What’s with all the good happening here…?” I asked him.

  “You don’t like it?” he asked turning to face me.

  I sighed and scooted until I was lying on his chest. “I do, it’s just a bit overwhelming I guess. Very surprising.”

  He grunted in response. “Have you heard about the baby shower?” I asked him.

  He sighed. “Yes… and I’m assuming I have to go?”

  “Absolutely! Is that a real question?” I asked shocked.

  “I don’t know shit about that stuff. Never been to one I just know it’s about our baby so I assumed… look, cut me some fucking slack this aint my life.”

  “Ok.” I agreed.

  “Alright, now go the fuck to sleep I’m tired as shit.”

  I sighed and rested my head in the crook of his neck. He placed a kiss on the top of my hair and we fell asleep like that.

  Chapter 15

  “Really guys, you don’t think this is too much?” I asked.

  “It’s your day honey! You have to look absolutely fab.” James told me with all seriousness.

  I stared at myself in the mirror. I had on one of James originals for my baby shower and I was completely nervous. I wasn’t looking forward to being the center of attention especially since I’d had no idea who was on the guest list. I stared at my reflection, I’d left my brown hair down and Nettie worked some magic to work some nice waves through it. My hazel eyes were outlined with black liner making them pop with just a touch of nude eyeshadow. I actually wore mascara giving some extra length and volume to my lashes. My lips were done with my favorite big baby gloss.

  Then there was the dress. It was turquoise loose and flowy that extended to the floor. It was definitely a little chilly for it but there was nothing that was going to stop me from wearing it if James had any say. It was a rope scoop neckline. The breast area was cut out and was lined with silver embroidery. There was a slit up the middle of the front of my dress up to my thigh. This was paired with a silver waist belt with a yellow gem in the middle, and pair of silver heels. I decided it was ok to bring heels back out of the closet just for this occasion, I just hope that I could make it through the entire night. Lastly, I’d found an earring and necklace set that was a simple white gold with diamonds surrounding a single yellow emerald on each. I had me a nice stash of jewelry – courtesy of my dad – unfortunately I only pulled them out once in a blue moon as they were pretty over the top for most occasions.

  “You look fucking hot. Not my typical look, but I could work with it.” Nettie complimented me.

  I looked over at her, who was also wearing a James original. She looked amazing; I’ve never seen her in clothes like this. As part of the agreement to letting them throw me this little shindig they required that I wear the outfit that they chose for me. So, in return I said they do the same. James and I worked together on Nettie’s outfit while I made his. Fine, I know it might be corny but hey it made me happy. For Nettie we decided to go black to keep her in her comfort zone. She had blonde, reddish long straight hair with green slightly slanted eyes. Her body was a perfect figure 8 and I knew we could use that best to our advantage. The dress fit her like a glove; it was all black with a very low scoop neck showing a nice amount of cleavage. It dropped low in the back. It was long sleeve, and they were sheer with a flower like pattern imbedded in it, the sleeves were connected by the sheer strip crossing over the high neck of the front of the dress leaving her cleavage clearly exposed. It fell to her thigh and, all I could think was wow.

  “You look stunning yourself.” I told Nettie honestly and for the first time ever she blushed. James sported a black and white printed design blazer with the pockets and lapel outlined in black silk. This was paired with a pair of shiny straight leg black pants, and a black silk shirt with white buttons. I opted for no tie as that might be too formal, and I knew he would kick my butt if I did anything casual like jeans. All in all I thought we looked fabulous together.

  They booked a car for us for the night and we headed over an hour and a half late. James refused to leave the house until he felt that everything was positively perfect in his eyes. The place they picked was once again awesome. It wasn’t too fancy but wasn’t exactly shabby either. There were tables for people to sit – thankfully no assigned seating or I might’ve gagged – and a table on the side that was already loaded down with gifts next to a cake. The food was setup buffet style and I was overall happy with their choices.

  The first person to greet me was my dad. After us catching up for a few minutes I excused myself to see who else might’ve attended. I saw some people that I grew up with and some of my dad’s friends; obviously they contacted him for attendees.

  “Abelie?”

  I spun around to come face to face with my old boss from Alexander McQueen and two of my other coworkers. “Hi Kelly.”

  She looked me up and down slowly. “You look amazing, pregnancy agrees with you. You’re positively glowing.” I smiled at her compliments.

  “Thank you so much.”

  “Who made the dress? What’s the designer?” she asked examining the dress.

  I offered her a huge smile. “Actually, the designer is here.”

  Her eyebrows flew up. “Really? Who is it?”

  I gave her the finger to indicate one second and caught Nettie’s eye from across the room. She and James were grabbing glasses of champagne. I waved them over and waited for them to join us. “Richard, Amanda, Kelly… this is Nettie and James.” I turned to face James and Nettie. “Guys these are my old coworkers, Amanda and Richard, and my old boss Kelly.” I grabbed James’ hand and pulled him closer. “James, Kelly was just asking who designed my dress…”

  Kelly extended her hand. “This is your work?” she asked.

  James nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, design and stitch.”

  “Wow, this is amazing work. Where do you work now?” she asked.

  “I currently design for Macys.”

  Her eyebrows flew up and she reached into her bag retrieving a card. “Well, let me know if you ever want to change careers.” She motioned over to Nettie. “Your work too?” she asked.

  “Not fully. I did the dress, Abee designed the sleeve work.” He gestured to his outfit, “and she made this.”

  Kelly’s head swung towards me with narrowed eyes. “No way! Why didn’t you ever show me your work or say anything. I knew you were into the business I didn’t know the extent of your talent.”

  I blushed. “You saw my designs all the time. I made most of my clothes.”

  Kelly cursed under her breath. “I wish I’d known. Well, you know how to find me. I understand you’re starting a family and all but we’d be willing to contract you to design for the company. I’m sure I’d have to run this through some people but if I show your work I don’t see an issue.”

  I clapped my hands excitedly. It was a big deal to me that someone like Kelly was speaking so highly of my work. “You mean it?” I asked.

  She nodded. “Abso –“ her eyes went large and if I’m not mistaken there was a hunger in them. Kind of like a lion that just spotted it’s pray. “Holy hot damn.” She said under her breath and I noticed that Amanda had zeroed in on the same thing.

  James began snickering by my side and before I could turn an arm snaked out and placed its hand on my stomach in a possessive manner. His scent hit me and I closed my eyes to inhale deeply. Lucifer leaned down and nipped my ear. “Babe.”

  “Hey.” I said turning my head slightly to look up at him.

  “Sugar.”

  I turned my head to see
Bull sidling up next to us. He kissed my cheek and looked over at Nettie and had to do a double take. She looked back at him shyly as he practically undressed her with his eyes. “Nettie.” Bull croaked out as he walked up to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. He pulled her into him and non-too subtly looked down her dress.

  A throat cleared and I turned back around to Kelly and Amanda’s wide eyes. Richard must’ve slipped away at some point. Their eyes were pin ponging between the two new arrivals. I didn’t blame them a bit. To my utter surprise, they’d shed their cuts and although they still sported their jeans and boots, Bull had on a V-neck that was the perfect size to showcase all the underlying muscle. Lucifer had on a yellow button up with the sleeves rolled up. I looked down at my dress and eyed James who was avoiding making contact – the bit of yellow he incorporated in my outfit had to of been coordinated by him. Lucifer in a button up was sexy, very sexy. The room felt 10 degrees hotter at the sight of him. Deciding to put these women out of their misery I introduced them.

  “Kelly, Amanda… this is my friend Bull and my –“ I froze. I didn’t know exactly what to refer to him as.

  He however saved the day. “I’m her boyfriend John.” He said extending his hand. Kelly looked ready to pass out at the contact and Amanda swooned. Bull and Nettie seemed frozen in shock. I for one was too stunned to think properly. When I didn’t move or say anything else Lucifer gripped the back of my neck turning me to face him.

  “What’s wrong?” he asked.

  “Nothing, I mean you just uh… you… yea, that happened.” I stumbled over myself.

  He laughed. “Babe, chill.” He leaned down and gave me a light peck on the lips. “So what do we have to do?” he asked.

  Nettie stepped in. “We have some games and stuff, then there’s food, presents, cake… Dancing.”

  Lucifer immediately started shaking his head. “No dancing.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Fine.”

  We spent the next few hours talking, laughing, and having a good time. A lot of people from the club showed up and I was surprised at how smoothly everyone in our worlds got on without a hitch. People from the club were talking to some of my dad’s associates; it was just good to see that there wasn’t really a divide between us. It was reassuring for me when thinking about our child’s future. I would be the first to admit that it has crossed my mind before.