Sweet Beginning

by V. M. Holk

  Right when I finish making my cup of coffee, there is a knock on the door.

  "Good Morning, Wyatt." I say with a smile.

  "Good Morning, Anne. Mmmmm, that coffee smells good."

  "Let me get you a cup before we start."

  I make him a cup and hand it to him. I hide my smile behind the rim of my coffee cup. It isn't right how yummy he looks. He smiles back at me and inhales the aroma of his coffee and takes a drink. I hear him groan his approval.

  "Do you like the coffee?" I ask, smiling at him.

  He chuckles, "Yeah, it's really good. I needed some, bad."

  We stand there silently for a moment, enjoying our coffee. "Thanks again for coming and helping me today. Also, for all the help yesterday."

  "Anytime. I think of Tom as more than a boss."

  I nod my head and smile back at him. Of course, he is doing this to help my dad. He doesn't think of me that way. Everytime I am around him, I get these feelings. I am drawn to him. I shake myself of these thoughts and refill my coffee.

  "I thought we could start on all the boxes first. Jaylah is going to start unloading at the new house. As she is doing that, we can come back for more."

  "Sounds like a good idea to me."

  Wyatt refills his coffee cup, before we get started. I see him looking at me out of the corner of his eye. Could there be something to that look? I get to taking boxes down to the truck and try not to think of him that way.

  We load up the truck and drive it over to the new house. Jaylah is there waiting for us, with coffee and breakfast sweets. We stop long enough to have coffee and snack on something. We leave her to go get another load of boxes and furniture.

  We bring back pizza and beer, after one of our loads. During that time I call Jack, to see how dad is doing. He tells me that dad has spent most of the day sleeping and the doctor thinks everything is going well. They are looking to do another surgery on Monday. I am thankful, that will give me time to get my stuff done.

  We have only one more load to get at the apartment. I have been trying not to steal to many glances at Wyatt. I'm pretty sure, Jaylah is laughing at me behind my back. She is quite aware of what's going on. I have been trying not to be anything but friendly with Wyatt. Yet there is only so many times of brushing against him, that I can't deny the pull. A few times, I felt him stiffen when I touched him.

  I look up from my beer and pizza, to see Jaylah smiling at me. I give her a confused look, in hopes that she doesn't know what I'm thinking.

  "So, we only have one more load to pick up." I say in way of conversation.

  "Good, I have plans for tonight. I hope you don't mind, Anne." Jaylah says with a smirk.

  I see Wyatt looking between the two of us, and smiles. "No that's fine, what do you have going on?" I ask.

  "I am going out with Josie, there is a band we want to check out." she replies.

  "Sounds like fun, you go get ready. We got the rest, right Wyatt?"

  He clears his throat, "Yeah. I am all yours this weekend, Anne."

  Jaylah chuckles, "You kids have fun, I will see you tomorrow toots." she says. She gives me a hug and kiss, then whispers in my ear, "I left your house warming gift in your nightstand drawer, have fun, tiger."

  She says goodbye and gives me a wink, as she walks out the door. I turn to see Wyatt smiling and shaking his head.

  "Well let's go get that last load." he says.

  I nod and we head out the door. Once we have everything loaded into the truck, I have Wyatt stop to get more beer. We get to my house, then finish with the last of my stuff. We both throw ourselves onto my couch.

  "Would you like a beer?" I ask him.

  "Sure. Do you want me to help you move all the furniture into the right place?"

  "That would be great."

  I walk into the kitchen to grab us some beers. I walk back into the living room and hand him one. He takes a long draw on it and sighs.

  "Thanks. That hits the spot."

  "No problem. How about we set up the living room first?"

  He nods his answer, then downs the rest of his beer. I keep drinking from mine, look around the room to decide where to put everything. I go get Wyatt another beer and hand it to him. We start moving everything to its place. I realize after quite a few beers and a few hours later that most of the furniture is done. The only room left is mine.

  "My bed needs to be set up, then we are done. Want another beer?"

  "Sure. I'll meet you up there."

  I walk into the kitchen, grab the beers. I lean against the counter to steady myself. I am actually nervous about being in my room with him. I take a long draw on my beer and shake myself. I walk upstairs slowly and into my bedroom. I actually feel a chill down my back. I walk over to Wyatt, hand him his beer. He is putting the frame of my bed together, I can see the muscles in his back. God, he is so good looking.

  "Do you need me to help?"

  "Yeah. Hold these tools for me, hand them to me when I need them, okay."

  I grab the tools he is handing to me and our hands touch. I swear I felt electricity when we touched. I look into his eyes, I can tell he felt it too. He takes his hand away from mine, then continues to work.

  I remember that Jaylah left me something in my nightstand, I turn and open the drawer. I start to laugh when I see the box of condoms. I look over my shoulder to see Wyatt looking over at me. I smile back at him and quickly close the drawer.

  I move my night stand where I want it, and look to see that he already moved my dresser against the opposite wall.

  "It's ready, we can put the mattress on," he says with a smile.

  I nod, then we both grab the box spring put it on, then we grab the mattress and put lay that on top. I grab sheets and begin to make my bed. I look over my shoulder to see Wyatt watching me. God he looks so sexy leaning against the wall. He takes a drink of his beer, then marches over to me with purpose. I gasp, as he takes me into his arms. I look into his eyes, as he looks into mine for approval. I can't seem to speak, so I simply nod.

  He takes my lips to his, in a hard passionate kiss, I groan. I wrap my arms around his neck and wring my fingers through his hair. My lips part, his tongue invades my mouth. I hear him groan, along with me. He tastes as good as he smells, his hand digs into my hair. I feel the beer bottle digging into my back, then he fumbles to get rid of it. We fall back onto my bed, as he kisses down my neck.

  I grab the bottom of his shirt and pull it over his head. I run my hands down his chest, then kiss him all over. I see his tattoo's, which are beautifully done. On his bicep is a celtic cross, and I trace them with my fingers. The one on his chest is a saying, which I don't take the time to read. The ones on his back, I will have to look at later. I love a man with tatoo's, they are so sexy. A small groan escapes him, I capture it with my lips.

  He takes my shirt, pulls it over my head. He sees my tattoo's, he traces them with his fingers and kisses my back, then down my neck. He undoes my bra, then works his way down to my pants. I work frantically to get his pants down, then step back to admire him. We both look at each other, he smiles at me then takes me in his arms again.

  I step away from him and open the drawer to my nightstand, then throw my gift to Wyatt. He looks at it with surprise, then raises his eyebrows at me.

  "My house warming gift from Jaylah." I reply with a laugh.

  "Why does that not surprise me." He shakes his head and chuckles.

  He rips the box open, takes one out. He throws the box on top of the nightstand, then walks the few steps back to me.

  "Come here you," he says with a smile.

  I wrap my arms around his head, then dig my fingers through his hair. I love the feel of it through my fingers. He gently pushes me down onto the bed, as he kisses down my body. As he works his way back up to my lips, I am shaking with anticipation.

  He begins giving each of my breasts attention, I feel as if I might explode. With my hands in his hair, I pull him up to my lips. I wrap my legs ar
ound his middle, digging my fingers in his back, as he enters me. We both groan with pleasure, he crushes his lips to mine. I move with him, as the excitment builds in me.

  When I think I can't take anymore, I explode. I groan with pleasure, Wyatt starts breathing harder. I feel him explode with his own release, then fall on top of me. He lays his head on my bare chest, as I play with his hair. We are both trying to catch our breath.

  He pulls himself up on his elbow and kisses me. He gets up, I watch his gorgeous ass as he walks into my bathroom. I follow him in, to take a quick shower. As I turn on the shower, Wyatt wraps his arms around my waist. He kisses the back of my neck, I groan.

  "Your tattoo's are beautiful, especially your angels. Are they your girls?"

  "Thanks and yes they are. I love yours too."

  I trace my fingers over his upper arm, the cross and then on the other arm a tribal design. I look at his chest to read what it says.

  It's not what the world holds for you,

  It's what you bring to it.

  "Beautiful." I whisper, and push him around to his back to see the rest.

  I take in a breath to see a large dargon wrapping around his back. It's unbelievable how breath taking it is, done all in black. I have always found tattoo's to be sexy. Kyle didn't have any, he never was interested in them. He never understood why I wanted them. Wyatt wakes me from my trance and pulls me back in front of him.

  "Do you mind if I join you, beautiful." he says into my neck.

  I smile to myself, "Not at all."

  We both get into the shower, there is more carassing than actual cleaning. I never had a man clean me the way Wyatt was. It felt so good, I was ready for more. As his fingers go between my legs to clean me, I groan with pleasure. Our lips crush into each other and his tongue enters my mouth. His fingers work over my clit, then enters me. He works them in and out, he uses his thumb to play with my clit. He pushes me up against the wall, his lips suck at my breasts. I pull at his hair, my excitement builds, then I scream with my release.

  Thank god, Wyatt was holding me up, I think I would have collapsed. We finish our shower, then fall into bed. I put my head on his chest, he wraps his arms around me. We had such a long day, that we both fall asleep in what seemed like seconds.

  ~~~

  I wake feeling content and satisfied, as flashes of last night play in my head. I roll over to see Wyatt sleeping soundly next to me. I watch him sleeping with a stupid grin on my face, he is so damn good looking. I get quietly out of bed and throw on his t-shirt. I inhale the smell of him, it actually stirs excitment in me.

  I hurry down the hall to the kitchen to make coffee. As I wait for the coffee, I run into the bathroom to brush my teeth, my hair and do my business. Once I am done, I go back into the kitchen and find two coffee mugs. I make my coffee. I lean up against the counter and savor my first sip. I look out my kitchen window towards Jaylah's house.

  What? Who is that? I lean over the sink to get a better look. I see a very good looking man, giving Jaylah a kiss, then leaving. Well, well. Someone else had a good night as well. As I am still looking, Jaylah looks over to my house. She sees me, I wave and smile back at her. She laughs, then walks back into her house. I laugh to myself, then feel Wyatt wrap his arms around my waist. I close my eyes, sigh and lean back into him.

  "Smells good. What were you looking at?"

  "Jaylah, she had a guest last night." I turn, wrap my arms around his neck, then kiss him.

  "Wow, a fella could get use to that," he whispers in my ear, as he kisses down my neck.

  "Would you like some coffee?" I some how get out, in a whisper.

  "Sure," he answers, just as the back door opens.

  "Well good morning, bitches!" yells Jaylah.

  I think my face must have turned about 10 shades of red. Wyatt starts laughing next to me, as he makes his own coffee. I look over, realizing I am wearing his shirt, so he is shirtless. I look over at Jaylah, she winks at me, then smiles. She comes over and makes herself a cup of coffee.

  I shake myself, "Sooooo, who was that?"

  "Who? What do you mean?" she replies.

  "You know damn well, who I am talking about JayJay."

  Jaylah sits there taking long sips of her coffee, she knows she is driving me crazy. I look over at Wyatt, he shakes his head and chuckles. He walks into the living room, I hear the TV turn on.

  "Ok, we are by ourselves, spill." I say.

  "Me? You need to spill."

  "I asked first, come on woman, SPILL!"

  "Okay, Okay. Keep your panties on, you little whore." she says with a chuckle. "He was the lead singer from the band last night, O." she starts.

  "O?"

  "Yeah its his nickname," she says as she laughs.

  Wyatt

  I could tell the ladies need some alone time, I turn the TV on, not really watching. I sit here replaying last night, "WOW" is all I seem to be able to say. It took my breath away to see Anne in the kitchen with my shirt on. Being with her was more than I could have ever hoped for. I smile to myself, I can hear them whispering and giggling from the kitchen.

  I hear a phone ring, then Anne talking. I am still lost in my thoughts, I look up to see her walking towards me.

  "I have to go see my dad today."

  "I'll take you, I would like to see him if you don't mind."

  She smiles at me, "That would be great."

  Jaylah walks into the room, looks from Anne to me. She gets a shit eating grin on her face, shakes her head, then chuckles.

  "I am going to the shop. I want to make sure everything is alright. Give your dad a hug and kiss from me. See you bitches later." Jaylah says.

  "Bye, JayJay. We will talk later." Anne yells back at her, as she leaves the house.

  Oh how I would love to stay here and repeat what we did last night. But reality has a way of always finding us. I need to go home, shower and change.

  "I'm going to go home and change. I will be back to pick you up in an hour."

  She smiles at me, then nods her head. I walk over to her, take her in my arms. I give her a proper goodbye kiss. When my lips leave hers, she bites her lower lip. Damn, does she know how sexy that is. I grab my keys, and head for the door.

  "Don't you want your shirt?"

  "I like how it looks on you, keep it."

  She is smiling at me, she starts biting her lip again. I better get out of here, before I do what I really want to do to her. If that happens, we aren't going anywhere. I walk out to my truck, not even realizing I'm whistling.

  Anne

  I watch Wyatt walking to his truck, whistling as he goes. Damn that man looks so sexy, walking out of here shirtless. I reach up and touch my lips, that was some goodbye kiss. He knew what he was doing.

  Chapter 20

  The last couple of weeks have been crazy. Jack ended up staying for two weeks, he stayed with dad. It was such a huge help, I don't know what I would have done if he wasn't here to help. I wish that he would come back home, I really miss him.

  Dad is very stubborn, though. He has been trying to sneak into work, the guys let me know right away. I stop over there everyday to make sure he is doing well. I have been taking him food, he is on a new diet, of course. He doesn't like it, yet he ate the food with little complaint. Wyatt has been helping me out, he stops a couple times a week to check on him as well. Everyone really has been helping a lot, it's nice to have so many wonderful people in our lives.

  I haven't seen much of Wyatt since that wonderful weekend. We talk on the phone several times a week, plus seeing each other at dad's house. It was so great that he helped move me into my new place. I never thought anything would happen between us, especially after Christmas Eve. I am thankful that it did, I have never felt such a pull to someone before.

  I have to shake myself from my thoughts, I have Shannon's party at Kyle's today. Jaylah and Lynette are going with me, thank god. I can't imagine dealing with his whole family on my own. I am hoping to meet up with Wyat
t after the party, since the girls are staying there. Now that I have had him, I want more. I think about it way to much, its very frustrating when you can't satisfy that want.

  Jaylah left for the day, I am finishing up some cleaning before Kayla comes in for the rest of the afternoon. I hear the bell above the door ring, I look up to greet the customer. I see Wyatt, strolling up to the counter with a big grin.

  "Hello, beautiful," he says.

  "Hello yourself." I feel like a teenager, with butterflies in my stomach, as I lean across the counter.

  "So, we still on for later tonight?"

  "Yes. I can't wait." I feel my face flush.

  He chuckles, "Me either."

  He leans across the counter, our lips meet. It's a soft, tender kiss, I groan my approval. When he pulls away, I bite my bottom lip to keep it from trembling. I feel a flash of guilt that I can't wait for the day to be over and we can start our evening. He smiles at me, his hand brushes across my cheek. He tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear.

  "You are so damn sexy when you bite your lip, Anne. I better leave, before I take you in the back room, right now. See you tonight."

  I nod my head, I can't seem to find any words. I wave to him as he leaves the shop, man I have it bad. I watch as he gets in his truck and drives away. I am still planted in the same spot, looking out the window, when Kayla walks in.

  ~~~

  With Shannon's present in hand, I walk across the street to Jaylah's house. We are meeting over there, then driving out to Kyle's house. I see Lynette is already here, I knock on the door, then let myself in.

  "HELLO!"

  "In the kitchen." Lynette yells back to me.

  "Hey." I reply as I walk into the kitchen, then take a sit a the table.

  "Wow, not that excited about your daughter's birthday party?" Lynette asks.

  "Not excited to see the ex's family, that's all." I reply.

  "Hey you got us to watch your back, they can suck it." Jaylah says.

  We all laugh, then start getting ready to go. I don't know why it bothers me, I have known his family so long. Yet I know everything is different now, hopefully with time I won't feel like this anymore.