Gone South (Southern Hospitality Book 2)

by C. M. Steele

  “Your wrists,” Alex roared. I looked at my arm and saw what he did. My wrist was bruising. The guards blocked him again.

  “Can you explain this?” Tom asked the bastard.

  “She was trying to hit me,” he argued. What the heck was wrong with the guy? It didn’t make any sense. I was almost defenseless. I’d gained fifty pounds around my belly. Alex had taken my safety very seriously. He would pick me up after my classes no matter what was going on at the ranch. I had always argued, telling him I was safe. I guess that wasn’t the case.

  “You assaulted a pregnant woman and a former federal agent, you sick fuck,” Alex roared, holding me in his arms.

  “Come on, let’s take your wife out to be examined.”

  “Um, can we get someone to swab my thigh. I want more proof before this guy lies. He bit me.” Alex moved me to the side and lifted my dress and there it was, a slight red mouth-sized mark.

  “You’re a dead man.” He took me out of the room and in the nearly empty hallway he pulled me into a corner and took some pictures before the marks faded.

  The police arrived five minutes later and took pictures of their own. The news came as well, but Alex kept me blocked. “Calm down, Alex,” I implored. He was ready to commit murder.

  “That fucker put his hands on you. He’s lucky he’s still got them. But now his ass is out of a job. You’re eight months pregnant and that fucker tried to take advantage because you can’t see your feet or move as fast.” I held the ice to his hand because he refused to let go of his hold on me. My professor of animal husbandry seemed to focus on me a lot in class. I thought it was because I was smart, always eager to learn, and extremely pregnant, but after what happened all the other instances became much clearer.

  “I know and you were there to stop him from hurting me. That’s all that matters.”

  “Fuck me, this is so damn fucked up. I don’t want you going back and at the same time, I can’t stop you.”

  “I love you, Alex. If it made you feel better I’ll never let myself be alone with a teacher. I had no idea he would be that stupid. I feel so dumb.”

  “Don’t. Don’t do that to yourself. It’s not your fault. You’re a pregnant married woman who was a former federal agent. You would be the least likely to be sexually assaulted by a teacher. The barely legal naïve girl who is failing would be a more likely target for him.”

  “I know, but I shouldn’t have been alone with him.”

  “Do you want to go back?”

  “I want my degree. I don’t know what’s going to happen, but I can’t let someone hold me back.”

  “That’s my woman. I’m all for it, but from now on we’ll be hiring someone to shadow you. I don’t want to hear any arguments because it is what it is. You want to go back, I want you protected at all times. There will be no negotiations.”

  “Okay.”

  “Okay? That was easy.”

  “You’re right. I just want to take a shower, Alex. I feel dirty.” I hoped he would still want to touch me after that asshole had his hands and mouth on me.

  “Stop that, Diana. Mi amor, you are going to shower with me and I will take my time eating your pussy until you only remember my touch.” He carried me in his arms, cradling me close to his chest.

  After three hours, I felt so wonderful thanks to my husband who couldn’t stop claiming my womb as his.

  Four years later...

  Alex

  "I love you, Diana," I whispered to my lovely wife, who had fallen asleep in the truck. I picked her up from school like I do every day, but without Alejandro with us, she didn't have her usual distraction from sleep.

  She spent a great deal of time in school and her internship at the local vet's office. I finally let go of her guard, but still picked her up. Johnson got four years for his crime against Diana and he would’ve been released if it wasn’t for the trial last week that tied him to three other attacks on women. He’s locked up for another two decades. I hope he dies in there, but he’s not that old. She almost refused to take classes with male teachers because of it, but it would have delayed her career. Since it created a huge scandal for the school, most professors were on their best behavior. Even when our little man was brand new, she would go to class and study hard. I’m so damn proud of her.

  She worked her tail off to become a vet and was less than four months away from making it legit. After Alejandro was born she got on birth control because I wanted her to follow her dreams. Our family could stay this size, but I would still like him to have a sibling or two.

  "Sleeping beauty, we're home," I murmured, trying to wake her, but she hardly budged, so I scooped her up in my arms and carried her to our bed. Her long hair fell over my arm and I fell in love all over again. “Tesoro, teamo,” I kissed her lips and tucked her in.

  “Make love to me, Alex. I missed you today, mi esposo.” I loved when she called me her husband. The brute inside demanded satisfaction every time. I leaned over her perfect body, slamming my mouth down on hers. I touched and kissed her entire body until we were both naked and coming apart.

  Two months later, Diana came up to me with a white stick in her hand. She gave it to me and my smile split my face. “You’re pregnant?” Mentally, I was wondering how the birth control failed. Not that I minded in the least. It was her career that was just getting started. I’d be there for whatever she decided to do, but I didn’t want her to over work herself.

  “Yes. Remember I got that cut and had to take antibiotics? It lessened my birth control’s effectiveness. It’s rare, but it happened.”

  “Fuck yes, I think it’s time to celebrate with some good loving.”

  “I’m in for that.”

  Another six years later…

  Alex

  “Dad, mom called you a brute again,” Alejandro snitched, sipping his glass of orange juice at the breakfast table. I laughed because I’d shown her how much I was last night. She’d been fucked against the barn after one of our horses, Diamond, had a baby. Seeing her in action as a strong leader and bad ass doc turned me on. I couldn’t even wait until we got into the house. We washed up in the stall area and then I went at her, taking her cries and swallowing them with every kiss.

  “He knows he is,” she said remorselessly.

  I mussed up his hair then went to my other son, Oscar. He was now five and busy stuffing his face with pancakes. I ruffled his hair too, but he didn’t mind at all. When it came to him and his pancakes, there was no interrupting.

  “Well, your mother knows she makes me lose my mind when she wakes up so beautifully.” I walked up to my lovely wife who was glowing like a mother fucker, spinning her around and dipping her before stealing a kiss. I wonder if I managed to knock her up again.

  “Dad, I want to go out with you today. Mom said I needed to ask you.”

  “Actually, you can,” I said. “I have to do a cursory check of the fences. You can ride with me.”

  “On my own horse?” he asked.

  “Nice try buddy, but no. You’re not quite ready and since I have to work, I can’t let you go roaming on your own.”

  “Okay, well maybe after work we can saddle up my new horse and take him around?”

  “That sounds good to me, buddy. Should we invite mom and Oscar?” I asked, whispering loudly.

  “No way,” he complained. “Mama, spends all day with the horse and Oscar can’t ride.”

  “You’re right. I have a lot of work to do at the Davidson ranch. Besides, your brother is going over to grandma’s house for the day,” Diana said, taking a sip of her coffee. Max and Maggie owned her parents’ ranch, but decided to keep the Davidson family name on it.

  “Wait, I want to go to Grandma’s,” he complained, looking up at me and then Diana.

  “I’ll drop you off during lunch,” I told him. My little mini-me loved being spoiled by my parents. Both of them were happy to go there daily and my parents couldn’t get enough. All they wanted was a granddaughter to go with the
bunch, but it wasn’t going to happen.

  ****

  Nine months later, and I had to admit I was wrong…

  I held my little girl in my arms. It was crazy that I wanted even more after this little angel, Madison. She had the eyes of a doll, bluer than the Texas sky. After that Diana got herself fixed as she called it. No more babies for us. We had a huge ranch to manage and the boys were already getting into trouble with the Mason kids, Max and Maggie’s children. We had our hearts and hands full.

  I was a lucky man as I tucked myself into bed with Diana and handed her the baby to feed.

  “Thank you for going undercover all those years ago.”

  “Thank you for still loving me after you learned the truth.”

  “I could never stop,” I whispered, stealing a soft kiss and watching how my little girl stole my snack. I growled at her and received a well-earned jab to the ribs with Diana’s elbow. I couldn’t be happier.

  The End