All The Right Reasons (The Seduced Series)

by Jackie McMahon

  “It’s a surprise,” I said and she pursed her lips. I decided to change the subject. “Did you talk with Stephanie earlier today?” I asked and she quickly looked down.

  “Yeah, why are you asking?” She said and I shrugged my shoulders.

  “Nothing really, she just seemed a little off after you left,” I said and she sighed heavily.

  “Okay. I um, sort of told her how it was,” she said as I narrowed my eyes, not fully understanding. “Don’t look at me like that. She has feelings for you so I just warned her to stay away from you.” She held up her hand just when I was about to speak, silencing me. “I overheard her talking about you and…I don’t trust her Dennis, there is something about her that I don’t like,” she said slightly shivering absentmindedly.

  I shook my head; I couldn’t believe she felt the need to do something like that. I had no interest in Stephanie, not what so ever. I never did. I just can’t believe she doesn’t know how much I love her? I don’t see other women like how I see Angelina. Ever since that first night of being with her I only had eyes for her. She is everything to me and yet she thinks that I would betray her, I know she still has issues because of her ex who cheated on her, but I would never do something like that to her. I’d rather cut my right arm off before causing any more heartache to her.

  “I told you that you have nothing to worry about,” I said and she narrowed her eyes.

  “That’s so unfair you know that. You can threaten men off of me, but I can’t do the same?” She asked and I eyed her.

  “That’s different,” I said in defense and she raised an eyebrow.

  “Oh really, how so? Enlighten me,” she challenged.

  “Well for starters, I’m a big boy and I can handle Stephanie,” I stated.

  “That’s right, you are a big boy,” she said huskily as she shifted her leg. Her beautiful brown eyes were registering passion and I grinned at the look she was giving me. I finished my food off my plate and set it to the side.

  “Where is everyone?” I asked noting how quite it was.

  “Some have gone out for the night, while the others decided to give us a little privacy,” she said smiling. She picked up my empty plate and walked over to the kitchen and placed our plates in the kitchen sink. I watched her intently as she walked back to me.

  “Dessert?” She asked as she climbed on my lap. Her thighs on both sides of my legs straddling me, I smiled while breathing in her intoxicating scent as I placed my hands on her waist.

  “Oh yes please.”

  Much to my surprise she unlocked my hands from around her waist, then grabbing my face with both her hands. She kissed me eagerly and hungrily, as I let her take the lead for once. Normally I played that role and I loved it, but she wanted the power this time. After a day like today, I was more than happy to give her that privilege. She lifted my shirt off and resumed kissing me, running her soft hands all over my chest. Her kisses moved to my neck and then to my shoulder. If she wanted to torture me, it was sure as hell working. I was beyond aroused and keeping my hands off of her was an excruciating task to do. I wanted to show her a little dominance and have my way with that precious body of hers. My hands involuntarily went to her silky smooth thighs and I moaned of the feel of her under my hands.

  “Are you trying to kill me?” I asked and she lifted her head and smiled. She shifted then rocked against me. Oh yeah, she knows what she’s doing. “Oh baby, that feels good…”

  “But it’s not enough,” she finished my sentence for me while looking down at my erection. She was amazing because all she wanted to do was to please me.

  “I want to feel you...taste you...touch you...I also want to get this shirt off of you,” I said thickly. “I think you’re a little overdressed.” She smiled as I kissed her neck while unbuttoning her shirt.

  Once the shirt was open I leaned her back and sucked on her perky nipples. I licked and sucked then nibbled on it as she moaned. I quickly picked her up as she wrapped her legs around my waist and carried her upstairs to our bedroom. The need of this woman sizzled down my spine. Laying her on the bed and pressing her legs apart to nuzzle between her slick pussy. I shoved my pants down as I buried myself inside of her. I thrust deep as pulled me deeper inside. It was quick, too quick. She whimpered my name as she creamed and milked me to my release.

  We laid next to each other as our breathing returned to normal. I rolled over on my side and stared at her. She looked beautiful, even after a wild fuck. She turned to me and narrowed her eyes.

  “What?” She asked.

  “You.”

  “What about me?”

  “I love you, you’re the most beautiful woman that I’ve ever laid eyes on,” I said and she blushed, right on cue. She proceeded to get up but I stopped her and pulled her back down to me. “Don’t run from me,” I whispered.

  “Who says I was running? I just wanted to throw some clothes on.”

  “Okay,” I said as I let her up. I’ve been thinking a lot about us for the last few days and after today with the whole Stephanie thing I think tonight is the night, tonight I’m going to propose to Angelina. I wanted to show her that she was the only one that I want to spend the rest of my life with. I threw on my pajama bottoms and laid back on the bed with my hands behind my head when she came back. She slide under the covers and rested her head on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight. “Listen, I have something to say,” I said as she panicked and sat straight up.

  “You’re not breaking up with me again?” She asked with a trace of distress in her voice.

  “No! Never,” I said as she relaxed and snuggled up against me again. “I promised not to leave you and I intend on keeping my promise,” I said while running my finger through her hair. “You’re everything to me, my shining star and the reason for living. If you asked me to walk through fire I do it without even thinking twice about it. I love you more than you can ever imagine. To me the sun rises and sets with you,” I said. She leaned on her elbow and looked at me and smiled. I’m guessing she’s a little surprised by my confession. I normally showed her how I felt but it was time to tell her what she truly means to me. “You know I never thought I needed… love or to receive love, that it never existed in my world. But I was wrong, I need…”

  “You need what?” She asked and sat up.

  “You…”I said softly.

  “But you already have me,” she said as I shook my head. I HAD her but not in the way I wanted.

  I jumped out of bed and pulled out my mother’s ring that was in a ring box from the bedside table draw. I looked at her as she looked back with confusion etched on her face. I got down on one knee in front of her and grabbed her left hand. My heart was pounding out of my chest, I’ve never done anything like this before, but I guess there’s a first time for everything. Her free hand shot to her mouth to muffle her gasp as I showed her the ring box and opened it slowly in front of her.

  “I have you, but I want you to be by my side forever. I want a happy life, with you as my love and mother of my children,” I said softly. “This is my mother’s ring, she gave it to me before she died,” I said as I laughed lightly to myself, thinking back to the day of what she told me to do with this ring. “She told me to give this ring to the girl I love and pledge my life to. I’ve had it in this draw for as long as I can remember. I just never thought I’d actually use it,” I said looking deep into her eyes. She gave me the most heartbreakingly gorgeous smile. “This is me, on one knee pledging my love and devotion to you in hopes that you would give me the honor of becoming my wife,” I said anxiously. She closed her eyes for a second as I watched tears of joy escape and roll down her face. “I can’t live without you,” I said, using the words that she used once before on me. “And if you don’t say yes I will probably kill myself,” I teased and she laughed as fresh tears came down. “Angelina Marie Moore, will you marry me?”

  “Yes,” she whispered.

  I smiled as I took the ring out of t
he box and slide it on her left ring finger. She let out a laugh and a cry as I stood up and kissed her left hand. She jumped off the bed and into my arms while wrapping her arms around my neck. I held her tight and twirled the both of us around. This is the best thing that has ever happened in my life. I set her back down on her feet and she screamed in pure delight as I looked down at her and smiled.

  “Thank you Mrs. Evers,” I breathed and used both of my hands to cup her face. She shook her head while touching my hands with hers.

  “No thank you,” she whispered. I embraced her tightly as she rested her head on my chest. So this is the feeling pure happiness, I will forever cherish this night for the rest of my life.

  Chapter Thirteen

  A month has passed since the night that Dennis proposed to me and I remember it as if it was yesterday. He was so romantic, basking in the afterglow of our love he held me close not wanting me to go. He scared me at first, I immediately thought that he didn’t want me anymore because of the little confrontation I had with Stephanie. I know I was being a little immature by the way I acted towards her, but wouldn’t anyone if they heard how she wanted him? I was only looking out for what was mine. But he started saying the most beautiful things that came out of his mouth. His confession of how much I meant to him surprised me, he always said the most romantic things to me but I was in awe of how he cared for me.

  When he got out of bed and pulled out the ring, his mother’s ring nonetheless, I was confused to what he was trying to say, until he got down on one knee and that’s when I put two and two together. He said, ‘I have you, but I want you to be by my side forever. I want a happy life, with you as my love and mother of my children,’ I will never forget those words. He put his heart and soul into his proposal, and when he slid the ring on my finger I wanted to scream to the world that Dennis Evers is and will always be my soul mate that was sent to me by fate. It was meant for us to meet and fall in love with one another.

  We tried to keep our engagement out of the tabloids and media but someone must have slipped up, nobody’s pointing fingers but I have my guesses. I can’t even go to work without having the paparazzi hounding me about was a date set, where are we getting married, who’s on the guest list and what designer dress am I wearing? Like really, do people want to know about my personal life with Dennis? It’s not any different than any normal persons, it’s just that Dennis has money and when you have money like he does you’re bound to be caught in the public eye and apparently since I’m engaged to him, so am I. Everyone needs to know this, that and the third. I just hope this doesn’t end up on TMZ, because I don’t know how many more phone calls from my mom I can take anymore.

  Well at least I got throw the hardest part of the day and that was coming to work. When I see the paparazzi camping out front of the building I just want to turn around and go home, but it’s the same at the estate. They want to know everything and anything. I just ignore them, but when they bring up me and my life before Dennis, that really bothers me. A lot of people think that I’m just marrying him for his money, but how wrong they are. I glanced at my watch and it is time to head home, thank god. Today’s been pretty hectic; Betty and I have to finish up our graphic designs for our new company logo. Impressions is merging with Alphagraphics of New York, they’re trying to increase their reach for more business. Hey, that sounds like a good motto ‘increase your reach,’ I’ll have to discuss that with Betty tomorrow.

  Of course I was last to leave the office. I made my way to the underground garage and jumped into me Benz, ready to pull out past the vultures’ and their bazaar questions. Here goes nothing I thought to myself as the garage doors opened for me.

  “Angelina, Angelina, how does it feel being named America’s sexiest woman?”

  “Ms. Moore, are you planning on having children?”

  “Angelina…” I just ignored them and drove away as they keep taking photos of me driving away.

  On the ride back to the estate I thought about some of the questions the paparazzi were asking. How do I feel about being named America’s sexiest woman? I didn’t think I was even close to being sexy. I always dressed sophisticated in public, how can they find that sexy? Only Dennis saw the sexy side of me in the bedroom. The thought is unnerving how people can judge me as being sexy. I shook the thought out of my mind as I made it back home, luckily there were only a few paparazzi guys and they just took pictures. I was just glad to be home and away for all the madness. As I parked the car I noticed that Dennis wasn’t home yet. I shrugged my shoulders as I walked into the living room.

  “Well Angelina, how do you feel about being America’s sexiest woman?” Amber asked as I went to sit down on the couch.

  “Ugh, not you too,” I said sounding a little irritated.

  “Well it seems that you made the cover of People magazine this week,” she said as she showed me on the cover of the magazine. It was me and the worst picture of me that I'd ever seen. “Hot stuff,” she said and smiled.

  “Yeah right, they had to put a picture of me getting out of the car?”

  “Why not? You look hot!”

  I shook my head at her as I decided to go upstairs and change. I didn’t want to look at myself on the cover of People. I changed my clothes and went back downstairs and laid on the couch to wait for Dennis. I was watching TV when I heard Dennis pull into the garage. It was a little later than usually but he was an important part of Evers and Evers. When he walked in he immediately sat down and wrapped his arms around me. He looked unsettled about something, I looked at him tentatively waiting for him to tell me what was wrong but he just hugged me harder.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked as I kissed the side of his neck and he just sighed heavily.

  “I have a business trip to Miami in two days,” he said.

  “Oh,” I murmured. Now I understand his sour mood. “Why Miami?”

  “Unfortunately I have to go and meet with David Maltiz and his reps down there and sign the deal. My presence is needed to make it official.”

  “How long will you be gone?” I asked trying to keep the sadness out of my voice. Now I know how he felt like when I left for training.

  “Four days minimum, but I’m pushing for three. We still have a couple of things to sort out in person before we can make anything official,” he said analyzing me. I just nodded, what can I really say, no you can’t. This was his job. “I hate leaving you,” he said resting his forehead against mine. Damn it, I was trying to be strong for the both of us but if he kept carrying on like this I was definitely going to end up cracking from the pressure.

  “I know. I’m going to miss you like crazy when you’re not here. But you have to go and I understand that. It’s what you do,” I said hoping my voice didn’t betray me. Shit, would I always be like this when Dennis goes on these business trips? And if so, then I’m totally screwed. He gave me a crooked smile before kissing me. Then out of nowhere I remembered something important. “Will Stephanie be accommodating along with you?” I asked. I don’t know what I was thinking, of course she’ll be with him, she’s his PA.

  “Yes, she always attends with me on these types of business trips,” he said eyeing me.

  I frowned but nodded. I’m just being ridiculous and selfish. I want to have him here with me and all to myself. I shouldn’t have to worry about her anymore for two reasons. One, I told her how it was and two, he is my soon to be husband I thought to myself. So fucking what if she goes with him? Like he said, they’ve gone on business trips together in the past and nothing happened, so what makes this time any different from the other times? Even as I tried to reason with myself and put this bullshit behind me, just the thought of her alone with Dennis still upset me. Dennis must have seen something in me as he gave me a knowing look like stop over thinking this and then gently smiled.

  “Love is not love, which alters when it alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove:

  oh no! It is an ever-fixed mark that looks on tempests
and is never shaken,” he said and I smiled at his efforts to make me feel better.

  “Nice word play. Shakespeare?” I asked and he nodded.

  Dealing with my insecurities was already hard on me but probably starting to wear on him. Damn, I was already acting like the jealous housewife and the messed up part about it is that I’m not even married to him yet. I started to shake my head sadly, of how pathetic I am and for some strange reason I started to cry. He wiped my tears away, probably completely baffled at how I’m reacting. He should just run while he still has a chance. I then laughed a little shakily about how I look right now and getting all emotional over something so stupid.

  “I love you Angelina, from the bottom of my heart. And just to let you know, I don’t mind reassuring you how I feel about you every day.” I wiped away the fresh tears that escaped my eyes and gave him a remorseful look as I gazed into his eyes.

  “Sorry, I promise that I won’t always be like this,” I whispered, embarrassed why my emotions were all over the place tonight. I didn’t understand myself, this was not like me. Maybe it’s all the stress over our engagement? Maybe too much sex is scrambling my mind from keeping me to think straight? Nah, what am I saying, there can never be too much sex. There was something going on, I just couldn’t put my finger on it at the moment.

  “I know,” he whispered back. “You’re stubborn, strong-willed and independent. I like knowing that you need me. It’s what drives me forward everyday that I mean that much to you,” he added while stroking my cheek oh so softly with the tips of his fingers.

  “I always need you. You are my air,” I whispered pointing out the obvious.

  “Well I’m here and breathe in all of me” he said with a smile. He took me in his arms and held me tight. I smiled while trying not to cry at his compassion. This man was unbelievably breathtaking.

  “You’re amazing you know that?”

  “So I’ve heard,” he said letting me go and grabbing my hand. “Let’s go to bed.” I raised an eyebrow at him and he let out a low sexy chuckle. “To sleep my love,” he said while kissing my hand.