Resolution (Saviour)

by Lesley Jones

  I should keep mouth shut, but I can’t, it’s just not in my nature. “Actually, I’m going to be pretty busy for a while, Gabe and I have bought a large block of land together, we’re going to subdivide and put townhouses on it, he will handle the build, I will deal with the interiors, then on top of that, I have a wedding to plan and the birth of our twins to look forward to.”

  Her jaw hits the floor. Good, I hope it hurts, but she probably didn’t feel a thing, her face is probably numb from all the Botox that’s been pumped into it. Thoughts of the film ‘Flubber’ enter my head and I imagine Karen’s face bouncing from wall to wall and from floor to ceiling and in the end give up my attempts to wipe the smile off my face.

  “That’s right, you’re engaged to the youngest Wilde boy aren’t you Lauren? I still forget you’re not with Jason anymore.”

  Steve Palmer says. “Didn’t think anyone would ever tame him, Wilde by name and nature, been the same since he was younger that one, although I have heard rumours that there’s been a few that have tried to tie him down.”

  He looks pointedly at his wife. Fuck, he knows and yet he still does business with Gabe’s family? Her mouth opens and closes a couple of times but nothing comes out. “He just never met the right woman.” I say with a smile.

  “Apparently not.” He replies. “Glad it’s all working out for you, twins you say? You’re really going to have your hands full there, still you’re young, you’ll handle it.”

  “Don’t be silly darling, Lauren’s only a few years younger than me.” Karen comments.

  I’m pretty sure Steve Palmer is aware of this; his hands are dug deep into his suit pocket as he turns around and winks at me. “No, I’m not having that, what are you Lauren, thirty five, thirty six?”

  “I’ll be forty-six in March.” I reply.

  “Bloody hell. You really need to find out what her secret is Karen, perhaps not having Botox every other week is the way to go.”

  When I get home, after my little detour to the shops on the way, I find a massive bouquet of my favourite Australian native flowers sitting in a vase of water with a note propped up against them.

  Congratulations my clever beautiful girl.

  Hope you like the flowers, they reminded me of you, orange for your hair,

  red for your passion and your temper!

  I fucking love you future Mrs Wilde x

  PS: Didn’t go into work, surfs up so gone to the back beach with Zac,

  I will pick up dinner on my way home, put your feet up and rest up coz I plan on getting naked and wearing you out later baby xxx

  I admire the flowers for a minute; I love the colours, all reds and burnt oranges, lilies were always my favourite when I was with Jay, I even had them in my wedding bouquet, then the very first time Gabe bought me flowers, the bouquet contained Bottle Brush, Banksia and Proteas and I had loved them, they epitomised the two different great loves of my life, the lilies being straight forward, basic if you like and the natives being wild and untamed fire and passion, I smile to myself as I walk off to the bedroom to get ready for the little surprise I have in store for Gabe later.

  I shower and put on the outfit I had bought earlier along with the accessories, I am feeling a little shaky, as brave as I had got lately, I still struggle when it comes to being the one to initiate sex, I still have this irrational fear of being rejected or laughed at and I still have major body image issues, especially now, being pregnant but Gabe constantly reassures me and I am making a concerted effort not to be too whiney about it.

  I put my bathrobe on over my outfit and sit on the edge of the bed, swinging my legs while I scroll through my Facebook and Twitter accounts; I feel him, sense his presence and look up to see him leaning in the doorway, wearing boardies and a pinkish coloured T shirt, he has colour in his cheeks and his hair is still damp, his blue eyes bright and sparkling as they look me over, he’s noticed my stockings and killer heels and his teeth rake over his bottom lip.

  “Hey.” He looks over my face as he speaks, obviously trying to work out what is going on.

  “Get showered, then get back here – naked.”

  “I just showered at the beach.”

  “I want you smelling of you, get showered, then get back here.”

  “Why’s that chair there?”

  “Gabe.”

  “Okay, okay, I’m showering.”

  My stomach clenches into a delicious knot of anticipation as he walks into the en suite, pulling his T shirt off as he goes by me, my eyes roam over his back, his muscles moving, making his tattoo of ‘us’ come to life, without giving me a backwards glance he unlaces his boardies and kicks them off as he steps into the shower. I have moved the bedroom chair to face the middle of the sliding doors, Gabe’s back will be to the room once he sits down, I want him in place before I take off my bathrobe; I want to see the full impact in his eyes, as he sees what I’m wearing. Hope he likes it, shit, I’m nervous now.

  I look up at him as he steps from the shower and wraps a towel low around his hips, he looks so fucking gorgeous, I’m actually tempted to go in for a straight shag, no kissing; I grip the edge of the mattress to keep myself in place, my eyes landing on his obvious erection on show through the towel, his hands are on his hips and he’s wearing his super sexy smile.

  “What now baby?”

  Oh god, I’m going to fail miserably at this attempted seduction if he calls me baby like that again, or if he smiles like that, or looks at me like that. Or just breathes even a bit. I’m a useless mess. Get it together Lauren, deep breath girl, you can do this.

  “Drop the towel, go and sit on the chair and put your arms behind your back.”

  His tongue slowly snakes out of his mouth and slides over his top lip. Holy Fuck, he’s hot, hard and all mine, I’m going to have so much fun with him. Without taking his eyes from mine, he drops the towel and stalks towards me; his cock is barely moving because it’s so rigid and I can’t help but smile, because I did that to him, he’s hard like that, because of me; he diverts at the last second and makes his way over to the chair and sits down.

  “Shit, it’s cold.” I try not to laugh as he protests when his bare arse hits the cold seat. I take off my bathrobe and check myself in the mirror one last time, I take the furry cuffs from under the doona where I’d stashed them and walk up behind him. He has already wrapped his arms backwards around the chair. He must have guessed what I was going to do to him. I cuff his wrists together, then slowly walk around and stand in front of him, he’s looking down at the carpet to start, his head moves slightly to my shoes, up my stocking clad legs, he licks his lips as his eyes linger over the crutch-less knickers that I’m wearing, then over the black corset, his eyes rest again at my boobs, which are spilling out over the top of the get up, my nipples barely hidden, eventually his eyes lift from my chest and meet mine. He lets out the longest sigh.

  “Fuck me baby, you look amazing.”

  “You likey?”

  “I fuckin likey very muchy. Fuck yeah.”

  I step forward and hold his jaw between my thumb and index finger and kiss him hard on the mouth, he moans my name into my mouth as we kiss. I push him back into the chair by his shoulders and break the kiss. I stand back and look him over, he is the most amazing specimen of a male I have ever had the pleasure of getting naked with and here he is, not only naked and handcuffed but all fucking mine. The head of his cock is purple in colour and almost looks painful, there is a thick vein on the underside which is throbbing as it carries blood through it.

  “Hmm, what would you like me to do to you? Any requests?”

  He shakes his head. “I’m all fuckin yours baby, do with me, whatever the fuck you like. Just hurry it up, because I’m just about ready to explode. Your tits look fucking amazing Lauren. A.Maze.Ing.”

  I look down at my boobs and then back at him; I wink as I say. “These lil ol things?”

  I slide my fingers into the cups of the bodice and lift out each of my boobs s
o that they are completely exposed, then I pull hard on each of my nipples and throw my head back, giving out a little moan as I do; I open my eyes and look at him as I hear him hiss out a breath between his teeth.

  “I need to touch you baby.” He shakes his head as he talks.

  I shake my head and turn and face my back to him, opening my legs wider, I bend at the waist and press my palms flat onto the glass of the doors, I cock my arse in the air and say to him over my shoulder. “Does my bum look big in this?”

  “Fucking hell Lauren, you’re wet, I can actually see how wet you are. Undo these cuffs.” He tries to move and make the chair move with him, walking the chair and himself towards me.

  “Uh ah baby. All in good time.”

  I turn around and walk back towards him, standing with his right leg between both of mine, I lift my left leg so my knee is bent and turned out, my foot resting on the chair, leaving me open and exposed to him; his eyes look straight between my legs. “I can smell how turned on you are baby. Move your hips forward, I need to taste you.”

  I almost do it, but then I think naaa, I’m in charge tonight sunshine, he will get to taste, but it will be on my terms. I drag two fingers between my legs, then slip them into his mouth, he licks his flat wide tongue over them and moans as he does it, making me moan in response, I lean forward, giving him access to my nipples, he laps his tongue and grazes his teeth over both of them as I again tilt my head back and reach down and slowly pump his cock, I rub my thumb over the tip which is already wet and sticky.

  “I swear to God Lauren, if you keep touching me like that, I will come. Please, undo these cuffs and let me fuck you baby, I need to be inside you, I need to touch you, I don’t like this, take the cuffs off me now.”

  I smile at him and sit down on his leg, rubbing my wetness along from his knee to his thigh, letting out a little moan as I do. “Aw, Jeeezus. Baby, please.” He whispers into my ear, his hot breath on my neck is nearly enough to have me shattering into a million pieces; I stand and then straddle him, letting him slide inside me as I do.

  “Baby girl. You are killing me.” He hisses through his teeth. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him full on the lips as I gyrate my hips over him, taking every inch of him I can inside me, my clit rubbing against his groin beautifully, I hold onto his shoulders and push up on my toes, lifting myself off him slightly, then sliding back down. “Un-cuff me Lauren, un-cuff me now.”

  I ignore him, instead rising up on my toes again, I repeat the move over and over ending on a little grind of my clit into him every time. I quite literally start to see stars; I hold on to him tighter and look up at the ceiling, until he says. “I’m gonna come baby, look at me, together.”

  Our eyes lock and I explode and squeeze and clench around him and explode again, I keep my eyes locked on his and keep moving until he stops twitching inside me; our foreheads are pressed together as we both catch our breath, I reach around him and release the catch on the cuffs, freeing his arms, which go straight around my waist and squeeze me tight. “I fuckin love you woman, do you know that, do you get that?”

  CHAPTER 30

  Gabe and I are sitting in my doctors consulting rooms as she reads through a pile of notes in front of her containing the results of the CVS I had performed last Friday. One week of complete hell, neither of us have slept and my morning sickness has returned with vengeance, turning into all day sickness, it’s either that or just plain and simple stress; whatever information is contained in those notes is going to change our lives one way or another.

  One thing we do know for sure is that Gabe was spot on with his theory regarding the sex of our babies. Before the procedure was carried out last week, I was given anther ultra sound and it was confirmed that we are in fact expecting a boy and a girl. I’m going to have daughter. Holy shit, a mini me. Or worse, a girl, like Gabe! Oh God, I am far too old for all of this.

  Gabe leans across and puts his hand over my knee to stop it bouncing and gives my hand a little squeeze of reassurance as he does. I don’t want to sit here, in this uncomfortable chair and hear this news, I want to climb into Gabe’s lap and bury my face in his neck and breathe him in, I want to feel safe and warm when we’re being told whether or not our babies are healthy. Gabe brings my hand up to his mouth and rubs his lips across my knuckles, it causes goose bumps to race up my arm, across my chest to my more sensitive by the day nipples, they harden instantly and I can’t help but let out a sigh.

  “Okay. Good news, everything looks absolutely fine, CVS shows no chromosomal abnormalities and the ultra sound shows that your babies are growing exactly as they should, with good strong heartbeats.”

  The rest of what she says blurs through my brain. Our babies are fine, fit, healthy twins, one boy, one girl, growing by the day, inside of me now. Gabe is squeezing my hand so hard that I think he has cut off the circulation; I am starting to get pins and needles in my fingertips, I look across at Gabe to tell him to loosen his grip when I realise he’s crying, he leans across and wipes a tear from my cheek with his thumb, because apparently, I’m crying too.

  He pops his thumb into his mouth and sucks away my tear as he winks at me. “Told ya Lauren, Bruce and Sheila are doing just great.”

  I shake my head at him. He has crapped himself over these results as much as me this week, Cooper sent him home from work three days because he was such a mess and he only went in four days.

  Rachel stops what she’s saying and looks between the two of us. “Look, I could waffle on for an hour about what these results mean, but the long and the short of it is, as far as we can tell, your babies are fit and healthy. Go away and enjoy this pregnancy, enjoy being spoilt and treated like a princess Lauren, because believe me, you will have precious little time for yourself once they arrive.”

  We leave her surgery in our little bubble of domesticity and head for the shops with ridiculously stupid grins on our faces. Gabe has his works Christmas do at some fancy club in the city tomorrow night and I have nothing to wear, nothing that fits how I want it to anyway. Amazingly, the very first shop I walk into on Main Street, I see exactly what I want, we are in my very favourite shop, it sells mostly second hand, retro and vintage high end clothing and I rarely come in here without buying something. The dress is cream silk, it has long sleeves that are split from the shoulder to the cuff, allowing my bare arms to be seen, it has a low square neckline, that should contain my every growing boobs and it’s shaped empire style from under my chest, I’m not worried about looking pregnant in it, because as soon as we get home today we will be telling everyone that matters to us our fantastic news, I try the dress on and it fits so perfectly that I don’t even bother stepping out of the dressing room to ask for Gabe’s opinion, which pisses him off no end and he whinges about continuously as we drive to Nina’s to pick up Ava for the weekend. Gabe has decided he wants to tell Nina face to face about the babies and not leave it to Ava to tell her when he drops her back Monday. By the time we pull up outside, Gabe’s hand is at his jaw.

  “Why are you stressing?” I ask him, he moves his hand away from his jaw instantly. He knows that I know that’s his tell. He puts it back and rubs over his sexy stubble, raises one eyebrow as he looks at me and says, “Come on, you know what a bitch she can be.”

  I shrug, “Then let her, I’m walking on air right now, there’s nothing she can say or do to harsh my mellow, let’s just tell her, grab Ava’s stuff and get out of there, it’s nearly time to get her from school anyway so we can’t hang around and listen to her crap. As much as I would love to.” I add sarcastically.

  Nina pulls back the front door and looks from Gabe to me and back to Gabe again. “What do you want?” Charming.

  “Can we come in? We just wanted a quick word before we collect Ava.”

  Nina turns around and heads into her family room without saying another word, she leans against the bench top with her arms folded across her chest in a typically defensive stance; I can’t help but notice her e
yes go from mine and Gabe’s joined hands to my left hand where my engagement ring is.

  “If you’re going to tell me you can’t take her this weekend, tough, I’ve already made plans.”

  Gabe frowns and shakes his head. The idea of not having Ava for the weekend is alien to him, he loves having his daughter stay, she would be living with us full-time if it were up to him.

  I interrupt. “Look Nina, we’ve got some news to share with Ava and we just wanted you to know that we would be telling her over the weekend, well tonight actually so when she gets back here Monday, you’re already clued up.”

  “What news? The wedding’s off? Couldn’t keep it in your pants again Gabe?”

  I want to smack her right between her skinny eyes, on her skinny head, I feel my finger s flex and jaw tighten as I fight to get a grip, all that’s stopping me right now is the fact that it would cause one almighty shit storm of a custody fight for Gabe if she reported me to the police and pressed charges. I take a step back.

  “Dya know what, I don’t know why we bothered? We came here because we thought it was the right thing to do but you know what? Fuck ya. You want to fuck with me, then bring it on darling, I’m done being nice. You want to act like a cunt, I’ll show you cunt like you’ve never seen it before.”

  I look between her and Gabe, unsure of whose mouth is open the widest, I use two fingers under Gabe’s chin and lift his jaw to close his. Still holding his hand I turn and walk down the hallway where Ava’s bag waits with her dress for tomorrow night covered in plastic hanging from the back of the door. Gabe silently picks them up as I call back to Nina. “By the way darl, you may or may not be interested to know that your daughter has a new half brother and sister on the way. Gabe and I are expecting twins next year, a boy and a girl. That will make us all one big happy family.” I wink at her as I turn towards the now open front door, I want to slam it really hard behind me but I know how much it pisses me off when someone reacts the opposite to what you expect so I leave it wide open and join Gabe at the car, he stands from putting Ava’s stuff in the boot and grabs me around the waist. “Thanks for the back up there Rocky, you could have said something.”