I decided to relax and take it all in, since this was the first time I’d ever done this, another milestone crossed with Wyatt. I wonder how many other firsts we were gonna share together before it was all said and done?
The thought gave me pause. What if I’m too green for him? From the looks of the women he’d had on his arm in those pics he was accustomed to more sophisticated worldly types, two things I am not. Instead of letting it worry me though, I let myself enjoy the feeling of being held so gently by the most gorgeous man I’d ever met.
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Wyatt
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She’s as fidgety as a virgin at a frat party but when she finally settled her little butt down she felt like paradise in my arms. I don’t think I’d ever done this before, just held a woman in bed for no other reason than to be close. But because it was her-because she was mine, it felt right.
I’d woken up not long ago and she was my first thought. That took a lot of doing because for the last ten years or so training had always filled that spot. In the space of one night, she’d already changed something monumental in my life and instead of fighting it I embraced the newness.
I gave myself five minutes of total bliss, just inhaling her scent, enjoying the feel of her resting so comfortably against me. How many mornings like this did we have to look forward to? I couldn’t wait to find out.
I kissed her hair and patted her ass before rolling out from under her. “Let’s go Red ma’s breakfast waits for no one.” She grumped her way out of bed with the sheets held tightly around her. “Fine give me ten minutes.” I knew that was a lie, if she got herself together in less than an hour I’ll marry her fine ass on the spot.
“Take your time but hurry up.” I got up when my dick started leaking at the sight of her ass in that thing, and headed for the door while she headed to the shower. “Behave boy didn’t I teach you any manners? This one is going to put us through our paces you just stay in the gate for now. I promise you’ll be rewarded in the end.” Great, now I’m having conversations with my dick.
Her girls rushed by me as soon as I cleared the bedroom door. I forgot how a gaggle of females loved to giggle when they got together; it had been a long time since I’d had to endure my little sister and her friends. I guess that shit never changes no matter how old they get.
True to her word she was out in fifteen and it was time to go. I’d called ma and given her a head count, which more than pleased her. She’s one of those throwbacks, that’s never happy unless she’s feeding people and have a full house to fuss over.
“You look amazing baby you ready?” She looked like a cute little china doll in black slacks and a soft white sweater that hugged her tits perfectly.
“No, but somehow I don’t think you’re gonna give me much of a choice.” She didn’t look half as annoyed as she was pretending to be.
“How pissed will you be when I kiss that gook off your lips?” I grinned at her before taking her lips before she could answer. “Oh yeah, just as I remember.” My hand was on her ass as usual while I sucked on her tongue, and it was only when my cock started sticking her in her middle that I pulled back. Poor thing she was a whole lot flustered when I finally set her back on her feet. “Let’s go.”
We held hands to the truck, in the truck and on the ride to my family home. I’ve had my share of fucks, but I would trade every last one of them for more of this. I noticed for the first time as my crazy ass brother sped through the streets, that she had a calming effect on me. My mind was clear of everything but the feel of her hand in mine, and her soft weight resting against my side.
I was ready for her reaction when we went through the gates; that quick jolt some people get when they come here for the first time. “It’s a house babe stay calm.”
“You live here?” She looked around at the estate as we drove up to the house. “Yep, problem?” She gave me that ‘don’t be a man’ look that females get but I didn’t see the problem. The shit was bigger than most but it was still mortar and stone.
My family is a little peculiar in that no one ever really leaves the nest. My grandparents still live on the grounds, and so do my brother and I. My sister is away at college but home for the holidays and she too won’t be gone until she gets hitched. And knowing Marie, she was already working on ways to keep Lisa and whatever guy she marries right here as well.
She was still looking a bit shell-shocked so I sought to put her at ease. “I’ll explain it all to you later but let’s get through the Spanish inquisition first and get some food in us and we’ll take it from there.”
“Spanish inquisition, what does that mean?” She was nervous as hell so I squeezed her hand and kissed her hair. That seemed to settle her a bit.
“Don’t freak but ma is probably going to grill you like a seasoned detective before noon.” She was back to biting into her lip and squirming around on the seat.
“I’m not sure about all this, don’t this seem a bit strange to you? I mean you just met me in a bar, had to fight off not one but two idiots and now you’re taking me home to meet your family?”
“Sounds about right to me. Something you should know about me babe, when I see something I want I go after it hard, no sense in beating around the bush.”
“How often do you do this anyway? I don’t want your mom to think I’m just another one of your conquests.” She’s cute when her feathers get all ruffled as they were now.
“Well, you would be the first since the tenth grade and that time I only brought the girl home because ma threatened to embarrass me if I didn’t.”
“So you’ve never…”
“Nope, never met anyone who deserved the honor, not before last night when I walked into that bar and saw the girl I’m gonna marry.” And there you have it.
“You know you shouldn’t play around with stuff like that, some women might think you’re serious. Lucky for you I’m not one of them.” Hah, I’ll let her go on believing that shit for as long as it makes her comfortable. She’d get it when she’s walking down the aisle to me in the not too distant future. Maybe I can keep her on her toes until then, she seems like the type to fight me all the way to the end.
“We’re here.” I’d been keeping her distracted on the way up the long ass drive because if she’d freaked at the grounds the house up close and personal would send her into shock. “Oh no uh-uh, we can’t…” I had to pull her hand away from the door to stop her from making a run for it.
Her girls were already piling out of the other car and I noticed that no one thought they needed to stay back with her today. They seemed more- sure of my sincerity, which was good because I was depending on them to work on her, make my life easier. If that failed I was gonna have to pull the Hunter on her and that shit would scare the fuck outta her.
I had to all but wrestle her out the truck as she glared at me. “It’ll be fine I promise. Have I ever lied to you?”
“I don’t know, we just met remember.” Sassy, I like it.
I felt way more comfortable now that I had her on my turf. I had no doubt that ma would work her charm and gain me some points but I had to get this one to calm down first.
“Babe, look at me.” I waited until the others had filed into the house with my brother. Jace and Cole had gone to their respective homes to clean up, they too were caught in Marie’s web every holiday since their families had long since moved away, and would be back.
“I know this seems like a lot at once and like you keep reminding me, we just met. But I want you to push aside the fact that we only just met and think only of what you feel.” She’d better be feeling what I was or she was fucked, because I had no intention of letting go.
I turned her to look at the imposing structure that was my home and soon to be hers if I had anything to say about it. “Take a deep breath and try to enjoy. Hey shouldn’t you be taking notes? This is the beginning of the rest of your life. Don’t females keep scrap books of all this shit?” I was trying to be funny and put her
at ease but I wasn’t sure it was working.
Just then ma came to the door. “Well Wyatt bring her on in here don’t keep the poor girl standing out there all day.” She was too impatient to wait for us to come to her so she made her way down the steps her eyes homed in on my girl. Now I was getting nervous. Ma’s a wildcard you never know what hair brained notion she might come up with.
“Well now, aren’t you the prettiest thing ever? Wyatt however did you get her to give you a second look?”
“Thanks ma.” She wrapped her arm through Traci’s and headed back to the house leaving me to pull up the rear. That’s ma for you, steamroll right over any and all insecurities.
“Boy why you holding up my grub? You know your mother would starve us all to death waiting for you and your shiftless brother. Chad get your ass out my seat.” Here we go, if the size of the place had given her the impression that civilized people lived here, trust dad to disannul her of that notion right quick.
“You boys go get yourselves together before you sit at my table, we’ll keep the girls company ‘til you get back. Jack you behave yourself before I put you at the little kids table.” Ma ushered us out the room before I could make sure my girl was ok with being left alone with the loony bins.
I rushed through my shower to get back to her but I need not have worried. When I got back down there, ma was in full hostess mode. She was showing the women around the house and I knew what was coming next as soon as she got that look on her face. “Don’t you dare ma.” Too late, she was in the family room breaking out the old albums with the embarrassing photos that every child dreads.
“Oh hush.” The women were only too happy to laugh it up at pictures of my bare two-year old ass, or me running around in a cowboy hat and boots and nothing else. The good thing was that it seemed to relax Traci a whole lot and she’d lost that deer in headlights look from her face.
By the time everyone else was here and we sat down to eat you’d think these people had known each other forever. Her friends seemed more comfortable in their surroundings, but ma’s constant running conversation helped to take her mind off of whatever it was she was thinking.
That’s when I learned that my baby was a little brain. Leave it to ma to get the goods. Between her grilling, Lisa’s talk about fashion and dad’s flirting, she was soon laughing it up with the rest of us. “See I told you, nothing to worry about.”
For the first time she gave me a smile free of any shadows as we all dug into ma’s stuffed French toast and cheese eggs. There was enough food to feed the neighborhood, which my brother and our boys took care of. I on the other hand caught flack for eating like a teenage girl because of my special training diet.
The women headed for the kitchen when we were done and Marie the cock blocker refused to let me sneak off with my girl. “But ma, we’re trying to get to know each other.” I gave her the puppy dog look that has been keeping me in good stead my whole life.
“What better way for her to get to know you than from my stories, no you lot take your big feet outta my kitchen and go down there and cut me a tree. You’ll come back and help us trim it won’t you Traci?” Alright ma, lock her in for a future date.
I knew we were on the same page when she winked at me over everyone’s head, so instead of arguing I grabbed my coat and hustled the others out the door. “Well son looks like you found you a good one.” Dad clapped me on the shoulder as I pulled on my gloves.
“How can you tell dad?” He was right of course, but it was still good to hear it. Chad had already given his stamp of approval and from the way Lisa had chatted her up I knew she approved. Looked like things were falling into place rather nicely, I wasn’t gonna have to put the works to her after all. But if it came to that I had no problem.
I didn’t feel even an ounce of guilt at the thought of running roughshod over her to get what I wanted. In the end what I wanted was the best thing for her wasn’t it? I was pretty sure that no one else would feel the way about her that I did. No way this was anything less than fate.
“She’s like your ma at that age.”
“Say what now?” Were we talking about the same two people?
“Don’t be fooled son, when I first met your mother she was sweet as pie, had to dig to get a word out of her.” Both my brother and I busted a gut at that one. “No she wasn’t.” The woman is a tyrant.
“I kid you not son, I had to put the Hunter whammy on her to get her to even go out with me. She let me know in no uncertain terms that she wasn’t going to be one of my light skirts; put me through my paces that’s for sure. I thought I was gonna have to kidnap her or something back then, followed her around like a lovesick puppy until I finally put my foot down and told the fool woman how it was going to be.”
“You stalked ma?”
“No you ass, but I didn’t give her time to catch her breath though. We met as you know at a party on campus. I took one look and was a goner. I had a girl back then but that night I called it quits with her because I knew. It was one of those things that a man can feel down to his very soul.”
That shit was spooky. I always knew how they’d met of course, the two of them never shut up about it. But this was the first time I was hearing these particular details. They seemed to parallel my own situation perfectly and gave me hope for the days to come. “So how did you come to be the Jack and Marie show?” We tramped through the brush that surrounded the back end of the property on our way to the pine trees growing back there.
“I wore her down, never gave up even when she was hurling invectives at my head and calling me every name in the book. She used to try to hide herself away from me, refused my phone calls the whole nine yards. I found out later the silly woman thought she wasn’t good enough for me, that she was going to turn out to be just one of the girls I’d bagged in college.” He shook his head and smiled in fond memory.
“So how exactly did you wear her down dad?”
“Persistence son and a lot of patience. You young people have no game whatsoever.” What the fuck is this old man saying?
“I got lots a game old man, you must be thinking bout your other son he’s an ass.” Chad threw me the finger.
“A woman like that, makes you work for her, she’s worth it, but you better be sure she’s the one you want.” I looked back towards the house where we could barely make them out through the French doors puttering around the kitchen. “Ma let her in the kitchen.” It made me feel overly proud for some girly ass reason.
“Yeah Marie likes her, plus the fact that she’s the first one you’ve brought around here since you became a man. You better not be playing with my wife’s emotions, you know how she is. All night I had to hear about her soon to be grandkids, the woman is obsessed.”
“No games dad, I felt it, like you said down to my soul. Scariest damn thing since my first pro fight.”
“That’s exactly how it’s supposed to feel son, shows you’re really invested. I’m happy for you, she’s a good girl.”
I don’t know how the hell he knew that from just one hour of talking, but I’ll take it. I’ve always been able to trust both my parents when it came to making good choices. That was one of the reasons for me bringing her home so soon. It was one thing for me to feel the way I did, but having my family verify that shit made all the difference in the world to me.
We went after ma’s tree and the five of us argued over the best choice, then we argued about how to get it back to the house. They all had a lot to say when I picked my baby wildflowers but I didn’t care. Those flowers felt more special than any bouquet I’d ever sent a female before.
By the time we got back a good two hours had gone by. I left them out there and rushed in the house. It had been way too long since I’d seen her and dad’s words kept playing in my head, solidifying for me that this was real. That it was possible to take that one-look and know without a doubt that you’d found your one.
I found her in the kitchen on a stool peeling some kind of ve
getable, and without giving her a chance to waylay me, took her face in my hands and kissed the shit out of her. “Wyatt.” There she goes again, calling my name in that come fuck voice of hers.
“Say it again.” I kissed her temple as she gave me what I wanted. “Wyatt.” I almost forgot that we had company as I gave her-her flowers, until the hooting and hollering started.
“What’s going on in here?” Dad slammed through the backdoor while ma dabbed at her eyes. “Our son’s being romantic. It’s so sweet.”
“You want romance I got romance.” He picked her up and laid one on her, which made her twitter and blush like a schoolgirl. “There, you think your son got more game than me?”
“Oh Jack hush, I don’t see you bringing me any flowers.” She sniffed at him and went back to her cooking. “Hey now, I sent you roses just last week.” He gave me the stink eye like I’d brought my girl flowers just to show him up with his woman.
“That’s different, those were store bought; he took time and chose these special. Here let me find a vase for your flowers Traci.” Dad slapped me behind the head before mumbling something about upstarts and heading back out. No one was surprised when he came back ten minutes later with flowers from the garden.
“You know how many thousands of dollars I coulda saved over the years if I’d a known you prefer tumbleweed?” He joked as he gave her-her flowers. While everyone was occupied with the Marie and Jack show I pulled her off the stool and snuck her out.
“Wyatt I’m supposed to be helping your mom.” She fussed at me as I grabbed her coat from the hall closet and bundled her into it. “She’ll be fine I have something I wanna show you.” I took her hand and led her out of the house and across the property to my old hangout spot. “You gonna be okay in those things?” I looked down at the gravity defying heels she had on her feet.
“Yes, I’m an old pro at these things I have to be or I’d look like a twelve year old. Who’s gonna take a twelve year old attorney seriously?” Makes sense but I happen to like her tiny frame, it gives me ideas about picking her up and carting her around in my arms.
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