by Mia Ford
“Oh no, it isn’t that at all! I’m really happy with you.” I hold out my hands to her but she refuses to take them so eventually I let them drop. “I just want it to be pleasant all round. I don’t want everyone to hate us.”
“Zane, I don’t think you get it,” she sounds angry now. I feel terrible because I don’t want to hurt her. I’m just going round and round in circles trying to do the right thing. “I love you. I want only you.”
Love… that word blows me away. I haven’t ever heard it before and I’ve never said it either. I wouldn’t until I know for certain that it’s the truth, but as I think about it the more I realize that I feel the same way.
“I don’t expect you to say it back,” she snaps as I’m silent for far too long. “I just want you to know how I feel. I want you to understand why I’m so serious about this and why I’m digging my heels in.”
She stands in front of me looking vulnerable, and I can hardly blame her. She’s just lay her heart on the line and I haven’t given anything back. Mostly because I’m too stunned for words. But now I need to man up and speak. I can’t lock my emotions down, I can’t be a closed box, I need to finally let it free.
“I love you too,” I insist. “I do, I really do. I think that I’ve loved you for years, actually. I just haven’t understood it enough to vocalize it,. It’s something that I should have said so much sooner.”
As we look at one another, I realize the truth of that. I should have. It shouldn’t have taken this horrible situation for me to reveal my feelings. I’m gutted that the first time we’re saying the ‘L’ word is during all of this, when I have blood on my face because I’ve been fighting with her brother. This is all so wrong.
“I should have too,” Leah whispers. “I’ve been holding back for far too long, I’m sorry.”
I take a step, closing the gap between us and I hold her to my chest again. She rests her head against where my heart is, probably listening to how it’s pounding like crazy. This has officially been the craziest, up and down day that I’ve ever had. It started out so normally and it’s ended up with everyone knowing about us and us sharing our feelings of love. My head and heart are spinning like crazy, I barely even know what I’m doing anymore.
“So, where do we go from here?” I ask Leah quietly. “If we’re in love and everyone knows, what do we do?”
“I don’t know,” she murmurs back. “But can I stay here, just for tonight? I don’t want to go back.”
“Leah, you can move in here, that offer still stands. I want you with me all the time.”
She pulls back to look at me. “Are you sure? I’m not going to push myself on you.”
“Leah,” I chuckle. “I love you. It’s only ever going to be you. You want to just stay here for a while until you find your own place, that’s fine, but if you want to move in and never leave, I’m cool with that too.”
She giggles weakly, still looking incredibly sad. “You’re awesome, do you know that?”
“Why don’t you go and take a bath, make yourself comfortable, and I’ll make us some dinner. I don’t know about you, but all I want to do is eat some crappy food and sit in tonight. Yeah?”
She nods happily, agreeing with me. “Thank you so much. I do want a bath, thank you, that means a lot.”
As I move into the kitchen and I pull some food out of the fridge to cook, I realize that this doesn’t have to be all bad. I mean, it isn’t great now, things are all over the place, but that can’t last. Brandon and his mom can’t stay mad at Leah forever, they’ll have to make up. Especially if they see how serious we are. Once me and Leah prove our love to the rest of the world they’ll have to start accepting us. To be honest, I’m pretty sure that the problem is me and my reputation from all those years ago. I guess only time will show that I’m not who I used to be. I suppose because Brandon was always there before, he saw me at my worst. Now I need to show him who I can be at my best. I truly do love Leah, and all I want to do is make her happy. I would do anything for her, I would literally give her anything, and I just want Brandon to see that. One day he will. It might take some time, but he will. I’ll make sure that a long as Leah wants me, I’m going to be the best man for him.
I start whistling to myself as I picture a magical future between me and Leah. I see things that I never thought my future would hold. I even think about marriage and children, something I never thought would be real. Not for me anyway, and certainly not at this age. But now, the idea doesn’t scare me just as much.
With Leah in the bath and me cooking dinner, we’re already in a real domestic situation anyway and I really don’t hate it. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside, like I’m finally really settled. I never thought I would like the sensation of being tied down, but with Leah it’s awesome. I’m happy to have a ball and chain.
“You okay?” I call towards the bathroom. “You need anything in there?”
“I’m good, thank you though,” she calls back to me. “That’s really nice of you.”
She sounds a little more relaxed now which is great. At least she has a safe haven to come to, I’m glad that I can provide this for her. It’s the first step in the rest of my life in making Leah happy.
***
Leah’s head lolls against me as she drifts off into a sleep on the couch in front of the TV. She’s been dipping in and out of sleep for hours, I suppose the emotional exhaustion has been getting the better of her, and I’m more than happy for her to get rest. After the day that we’ve all had, some shut eye will benefit us all. I could do with getting some rest myself but at the moment my brain is still spinning too quickly. My head is all over the place.
I smile to myself as I look at her angelic face, feeling an intense sense of satisfaction. Much as it sucks, I have her here in my arms now which is wonderful. This is all I want in the world. Just Leah, nothing more. Leah in my own apartment where she’ll be living for the foreseeable future.
I lean my head back and think deeply, trying to work out the best way to act now with Brandon. I don’t want him to hate me more now that his sister has effectively picked me over him because it’ll only be for the time being. She doesn’t want to cut her family out of her life forever, like I’ve done, I can see that a mile off. The fact that she is so desperate for her family almost makes me want to make things right with my own. Or at least my mother. Maybe I’ve been a bit pig headed and stubborn, maybe I should give her another chance.
This is madness, I think to myself. Utter madness. What are we going to do?
I don’t want our love to hurt everyone else, I just want it to be this beautiful thing that we can enjoy. It’s a shame. But if I have to fight, then I’ll fight. If I need to battle for Leah then that’s what I’ll do. As complicated as it is, she’s worth every damn battle. I just hope that we all come out of it without too many battle scars. I hope the cuts don’t run too deep and we can’t recover on the other side.
We just need to survive this, I tell myself decisively. If me and Leah can get through this then I know we can get through anything. It’s us against the world, and I sure as hell don’t mind having her on my team.
Chapter Twenty Nine – Leah
It feels weird, waking up in Zane’s home. All the time that we’ve spent hanging out together we haven’t actually spent a night. I wish I could be excited about it, especially since we finally declared that we love one another last night, which is a huge deal for the pair of us. I don’t know about Zane but I haven’t ever said that before. The only problem is all the circumstances surrounding us makes it so very wrong.
Brandon’s face flickers through my mind, so does my mom’s. It’s a shame that they can’t just let me be.
“Morning, beautiful,” Zane says with a smiling tone as he turns to face me. His whole expression lights up, at least someone is happy to see me! “You look especially lovely this morning. How are you feeling?”
I run my finger down his cheek, loving every inch of his gorgeous, s
triking face. I do feel bad, I can’t hide that, but this is someone that I’ve been in love with forever. This is so right for me.
“Did you carry me into bed last night?” I ask. “All I remember is drifting off to sleep on the couch?”
“I sure did. I couldn’t let you sleep out there, the couch is too small and uncomfortable. You would have woken up with a real crick in your neck. I don’t want you to go to work like that.”
“Well, luckily for me I don’t have work today, but it would’ve been uncomfortable to do my college stuff.”
He loops his arms around my back and pulls me up on top of him. With the sheer strength in Zane’s body, it’s almost as if I weigh nothing. I giggle and rest my head against his, basking in the good feeling he gives me. As always, when it’s just me and Zane it’s so easy to forget that the rest of the world even exists.
“You’re so caring, aren’t you?” I tell him teasingly. “It’s very sweet of you.”
I lean my lips down and press them against Zane’s, enjoying the delicious sparkles that ignite in my stomach. We’ve been doing this for a while now, but it still always feels like the very first time. The amount of excitement that races through my system is just too much. Especially when he deepens the kiss and he darts his warm, rough tongue into my mouth. There’s something intense about Zane’s kisses, it’s absolutely off the scale.
As the pulsing in my panties intensifies, a cheeky idea slides into my brain, and since I’m already in the right position for it, I push myself downwards. I move my kisses from Zane’s mouth, down to his neck, then over his collar bone. He hasn’t worn anything on his top to bed so it means I can trace my lips all over his strong, masculine chest. His muscles make me feel safe and protected, the hardness of his pecs leaves me soft and delicate. There’s a real contrast between us, and every time that’s highlighted it feels really special. We’re a true case of opposites attract, but at the same time I still have a whole lot in common with him. More so than Patrick.
Zane begins to gasp and grunt as my mouth brushes against the bottom of his abdomen, touching the highly sensitive area below his belly button, brushing my mouth over the trail of soft and delicate hairs that lay there. I glance up to watch him fling his arms over his head to place on the pillow as desire gets the better of him. It’s so amazing to see him all unhinged like this, I adore making Zane lose control. It’s something that doesn’t happen much, which is why that’s the exact moment I dip one of my hands into his loose fitting boxers.
His erection springs to attention in front of me, almost twitching with anticipation. He’s so hard it’s like steel which makes my mouth water. He’s got a real masculine scent of sweet and salt and I can’t wait for a taste. I dip my head down low, inhaling him deeply before finally I press my lips against him. I give his cock a chaste kiss, only lightly touching him, but it’s enough to have Zane’s hips bucking towards me, wanting more.
“Oh, fucking hell,” he grunts gutturally. “Fucking hell, Leah.”
I continue to give him butterfly kisses all over his shaft, moving my mouth up and down at a rapid pace. Even when I’m not kissing him, my breath is racing all over him, making him tremble. My hands are wrapped around his thick thighs and I can feel the intense tension within them. I’m sending him insane.
Then, just to make things worse, I bring my tongue into the mix, flicking little licks over him like he’s a damn delicious lollipop. I drink up all the excited perspiration that dis over him, making myself more excited as I do. It isn’t until I feel like he really can’t take it anymore, that I finally part my lips and I wrap my mouth tightly around him. I suck on the end, sliding my tongue over his most sensitive part, before I slide him down as far to the back of my throat as I can manage. He’s so big that he stretches my mouth a little, but he tastes so good that I really don’t care. He feels good there, I freaking love it, especially as his hands get knotted up in my hair the moment he starts to lose control. I pick up the speed, pumping my mouth up and down him, pushing him towards the edge and as his cock begins to really twitch in my mouth I know that I’m close. Any minute now I’ll get a real taste of his pleasure, and I cannot wait. I want to know everything about him…
“Oh shit, Leah!” He fills my mouth with his seed, making my heart explode with joy. His whole body fills with an intense tension, then deflates as his cum drips from my lips. His taste is wonderful, it’s a side of him that I haven’t explored before and it leaves me wanting more. I want to know everything about him. “Oh my God, that feels amazing.” He leans up to kiss the top of my head. “Leah, you are everything. Oh my God.”
I swallow him down without hesitation. Feeling a part of the man I love sliding down my throat makes my heart race faster. I love the taste as well, which is just further proof that me and him are meant to be.
“Now,” Zane declares with a cheeky smile. “What the hell am I going to do with you?” He grabs hold of me and flings me into the air over his shoulder. I laugh and squeal, playfully trying to push him off but to absolutely no avail. Zane carries me through the apartment to the bathroom where he brings his shower to life. “I think we need to clean you off, dirty girl? Don’t you? I think what you need is a nice, warm shower.”
Of course, I protest but I don’t get anywhere. Not that I really mind. Maybe if this was something I genuinely didn’t want to do I’d fight a little harder, but I’m interested to see where he’s going with this. Once he deems the water hot enough, he places me under it with absolutely no care for the clothing on my body.
“Oh my God!” I yell with shrieking laughter. “What the hell are you trying to do to me?”
“Unless you want your clothes to get any wetter, then I suggest that you strip.”
I can hear the challenge in his tone, and I can’t help wanting to rise to it. With Zane, I feel confident enough to do anything, and that includes peeling my clothing off while he watches me with those intense, dark eyes of his, with the warm water of the shower racing over me. I don’t leave his eyes the entire time, I love watching his expression contort as more and more of my body is revealed to him.
“Fucking hell, girl, you are too hot for words,” he murmurs. “I don’t know what I’m going to do with you.”
But those words are incorrect. It seems that he does know after all. He pushes me back against the wall of the shower and nudges my legs apart to get himself in the middle. Then, while he kisses me hard he hooks one of his hands under my legs and he places my foot back against the wall too. The wall is cold, but steamed up from the water, and I’m all steamed up too. Zane has me completely worked up into a frenzy already. I don’t really know what’s about to happen here, and that’s exciting and scary all at once. As always, I’m on edge.
“Time for my revenge, I think,” he tells me with a grin before he slides to his knees. The water rushes over his face, probably making it really difficult for him to see, but Zane doesn’t seem to care. He’s got a mission in mind and he’ll do whatever he can to make it happen. “Time to drive you wild as well.”
My heart thunders as he grabs my leg again, only this time to toss it over his shoulder, leaving me cold and exposed, and completely vulnerable to him. I flatten my palms against the wall behind me needing something to hold on to while he plunges his fingers into me. He massages my insides with his hand while his tongue clamps down onto my clit, absolutely flooding my body with sensations. I’m on fire, so hyper sensitive that even the jets of water from the shower are sending me wild. I feel like every single part of my body has become an erogenous zone. I don’t even know where the pleasure ends and begins, it’s all over me.
“Oh my God, Zane.” The orgasm hits me hard, there’s something about this one that’s doubly intense. I feel like I’ve been shattered. I scrabble with the wall behind me but there isn’t really anything there, and my knees are buckling under the weight of the pleasure. Luckily, my thigh is over Zane’s shoulder or I would be a heap on the ground already. I’d slide on the
soaking wet shower floor and let the water cover me totally.
My head spins with hot bliss, my whole body lights up with it, and I can feel a powerful love filling my chest at the same time. We really are united now, me and Zane are in love and in the for the long haul, and that security makes it that much better. I can fully succumb to the desire, knowing that it’s going to lead somewhere.
For a while, once my body is drained of energy, Zane rises to his feel and he holds me. We stand under the jets, embracing one another in a loving hug. I rest my head against Zane’s chest, enjoying the thumps of his heart beat. Each one of them feels like it’s for me, and that makes me the luckiest woman alive.
Now, we just need everyone else to see why this is the perfect union. I have to find a way to make it all okay again. I don’t know how I’ll do it, but I’m sure I’ll think of something.
“I’m going to make us some breakfast,” Zane finally announces pulling away. “We both have a lot to do today and I want to make sure that we’re well fed. Do you want some coffee as well?”
Even those words fill me with love, he’s really so kind and caring, he really does look after me in a way that is truly special. I don’t intend to ever let him go., no matter what.
“Thank you, that sounds amazing. I’ll just wash my hair and then I’ll be out.”
Chapter Thirty – Zane
I’ve been thinking about doing this for the last few days, but now that I’m actually here it’s a little weird. I don’t know if I’m doing the right thing after all. The nerves that race through my body suggest that actually I might be a little crazy, but there’s a rational voice in my head telling me that I need to at least try.
Family means something, I remind myself. It’s important and if I can make things right then maybe Leah can too. She might not show it a lot, but it’s still hurting her. I know she wants her brother and mom back.