Shadows: A Love Ever After Series

by Amber Lacie

  Theron is sitting in a black wrought iron chair next to a small table with a beautiful stone mosaic design in the center. He gestures to the chair across from him. I take my seat and stare into the garden with awe.

  “I wanted the garden to be ours now. Do you like it?”

  “I love it. Is this what you did today?”

  “No, this is what I had the gardener do today, but the table was my idea. My mom used to have a set like this in her garden. I searched all over and I finally found one that I liked. So, I went and picked it up. You would have liked the lady I bought it from. She was very sweet. She smelled like cookies.”

  Isa smelled like cookies. I am not sure Theron put the two thoughts together, but I can tell he is happy either way. The garden is incredible. “This is beautiful, thank you.”

  “I know you liked the balcony, so I thought you could use somewhere to sit.” He stands and pulls me to my feet, leading me back into our bedroom. “I did this too.” I follow the petals into the bathroom. He ran me a bath and there is pizza on a tray next to the tub with a pitcher of water and two glasses. “I thought we could eat in here tonight. I got ham and pineapple. Is that okay?”

  “It’s perfect.” I turn around and smash my body against his. Our mouths crash and our tongues collide until we are left breathless. This is so much more than I imagined coming home to.

  “God, I want you so incredibly bad, but our dinner is getting cold. Go slip out of your clothes and come join me.”

  “Pizza in the bath?”

  “I know you love both, so why not enjoy them together.”

  “I love you.”

  “I know. Now go.” He smacks my ass, as I walk back into the bedroom.

  Shedding my clothes, I grab my robe and walk into the bathroom. Theron is already in the tub with the jets on, waiting for me. I slip into the water, sitting between his legs. He hands me a glass and I take a huge sip. Bubbles tickle the back of my throat.

  “Ginger ale?”

  “I didn’t know how well your stomach would handle the pizza.”

  “Thankfully, I haven’t felt sick at all today.”

  I only eat two pieces before I feel way too full. Theron is gently running his fingers up and down my arm. He seems so content.

  I am a little nervous about the ultrasound. “So, tomorrow at nine o’clock you and I will get to see how far along I am. Are you nervous?”

  “A little, but it’s more along the lines of me being afraid I’ll turn into my dad.”

  I spin, wrapping my legs around Theron’s waist. Taking his glass out of his hand, I set it next to mine on the tray. I gently grab his wrists and place his hands on my belly. His eyes meet mine, as his fingers brush circles on my skin. I take his face in my hands, and ever so gently place a soft kiss on his lips.

  “You are not your father. You are two completely different people. Please, don’t ever compare yourself to him.”

  “My father loved my mother with all of his heart. He changed after I was born and he became jealous of me. How do I know that won’t happen with me?”

  “Because I won’t let it. Do you love me?”

  “I always have.”

  “Then don’t doubt yourself, especially when you have my heart and all my faith is in you. It’s like you are doubting me.”

  “Never.” He kisses me, butterflies flitter around in my chest. I love this man.

  His lips leave mine, and begin to trace my jaw, down my neck and back up to that spot just below my ear. My body shivers from his touch, electricity coursing through my veins. I lean back and circle my hips against him. I can feel his hard erection between my thighs. Positioning myself just right, I circle my hips again, but this time I make sure to focus on my clit.

  My insides clench at the knowledge of what is going to come. His hands slide up my waist, cupping my breasts, with his thumbs teasing my nipples into hard peaks. I moan, as he pulls my breast into his mouth, his tongue circling my peak before lightly nipping it. His hands move up my body, grasping my face, and he kisses me like this may be his last. Every ounce of love and passion he has for me is behind this kiss.

  I feel his hand move under me. Positioning his hard cock, he slides into my pussy. My body wraps around him, clenching him. I grip onto his shoulders, as I slowly raise and lower myself onto him. I wrap my arms around his neck and lean back, continuing a slow, torturing rhythm as his cock slides in and out of my pussy, hitting every nerve.

  Theron bites his lip and I watch his eyes glaze over. He is going to lose it soon, but I try to hold out. This time, I let out a long deep moan, as I grind myself back down on him. His fingers dig into my hips, as he tightens his grip.

  “Fuck, baby. I can’t hold out much longer.”

  I shake my head, as I keep up my momentum. “Wait. Just wait.”

  My nerves are building. My skin is warming, and the familiar feeling spreads over my body. I am so close. Raising my hips, I slam myself down on his thick, hard cock, hitting exactly where I need it.

  “Fuck!” My thighs tighten around his waist, as my orgasm spreads through my body. It’s not rushed. It is slow and blissfully sweet.

  Opening my eyes, I find his gaze. His eyes are dark and full of lust.

  “I’m not waiting anymore.” He stands in the tub, lifting me with him and he spins us around. He sets me back down on the edge of the seat and pushes me back, so my head is resting against the bath pillow. Bending my legs, he spreads my thighs far apart. “Hold onto your thighs. Keep them open. I’ll hold onto you.”

  I do as he says, and I grasp the back of my thighs with my hands. He grips my waist and slams into me, rocking me to my core.

  “Ahh!”

  “There’s my girl.” He does it again, but this time, he pulls me towards him, as he pounds into me. Water splashes onto the floor, as he continues to rock into my body.

  My fingers are digging into my thighs, as I try not to lose my hold.

  “Ohmigod!” My moan comes out as one word. He is relentless. I am going to rip apart underneath him.

  “You’re mine!”

  Theron’s words undo me. He owns me and he knows it. My orgasm rips through me, sending my body spiraling out of control. One of my hands slip, and my leg falls loose into the water.

  “Hold on, beautiful. Fuck. Hold on.” His jaw clenches, his eyes squeeze shut, and his head tilts back, as he calls my name, “Eve!” I can feel his cock jerking inside of me, filling me. I let go of my other leg and my body goes loose. He is the only thing holding me from sliding under the water.

  Theron falls to his knees and slides his hands up my back, pulling me to him. He moves my body, so he is cradling me in his arms. I lay my head on his chest and close my eyes.

  “Beautiful, I love you, but you can’t fall asleep on me in the tub. I don’t trust myself carrying you with both of us being wet. I’m afraid I’ll slip.”

  “No.”

  “Let me up and I’ll dry off. Then I’ll carry you to bed.”

  “No. I just want you to hold me.”

  “And I will. Just let me out of the tub first, okay?”

  He laughs when I refuse to move, but he slides me off his lap anyways. He does as he has promised and soon I am dry and warm, sitting on our bed. He lets my hair down and runs his fingers through it. I am sure it looks crazy since it’s been in a bun all day, but he doesn’t care. Theron slips one of his t-shirts over my head, and kisses the tip of my nose.

  I lie back against the pillows and watch him move about the room. He pulls on a pair of flannel pants, before walking over to the balcony door, latching it shut. I watch him, as he walks into the bathroom and cleans up our mess. He has such an amazing body. I love the way his pants hang just right on his hips. I smile as he walks back into the room and I am blessed with one of his. His teeth are so perfectly straight. I haven’t found a flaw yet.

  He pulls the covers back, as he looks down at me. “Rebecca can fix it tomorrow. I’m too tired. It seems someone has worn me
out.”

  “You do realize it’s only a little after eight, right?”

  “Yes. You do realize someone wanted me to hold her.”

  “Oh.”

  My cheeks blush and Theron slides in behind me, wrapping me in his strong arms. Rolling over, I push him onto his back and lay my head on his chest. I drape my leg across his, and my arm around his waist. My body is completely relaxed, and I feel as if I am floating on clouds as I drift to sleep.

  Eve

  Nothing, and I mean nothing, is more annoying than waking up from a dead sleep to a horrible sounding alarm. I lay there for a minute, just letting it go. I know I need to turn it off, but I don’t have the energy to move yet.

  I shut off the alarm and notice that it is only seven. Why the hell am I waking up this early? Then, I remember our appointment today. I immediately feel wide-awake and alert.

  Jumping out of bed, I hastily fix the covers before grabbing my clothes. I turn the shower on and let it warm up. Just before I step in, my stomach knots. The warm, gross feeling creeps into my mouth, and I dash to the toilet. I was hoping I was past this, but no such luck.

  I can hear Theron calling for me. He walks into the bathroom and stops mid-sentence when he sees me. “Hey, beautiful, what kind of—”

  “I just wanted to shower.” A tear slips down my face and I wipe it away with the hand that is not gripping the toilet seat.

  “Baby, I’m so sorry. I guess pizza wasn’t such a good idea after all.”

  “I don’t think it would have mattered. My stomach hates me.”

  Theron squats down, handing me a towel for my face. “Come on. I’ll help you up off the floor.” He holds his hands out for me and I gladly take them. He doesn’t let go until he is sure that I am standing securely on my feet. “Take a shower, beautiful. It might make you feel better.”

  He kisses my forehead and another tear rolls down my cheek. No words are said. He leans in and kisses my cheek where my tear landed. I close my eyes, reveling in his touch. His touch and scent wrap around me. I inhale deeply, breathing him in.

  Everything about him makes me feel more relaxed and calm. He eases my nerves and makes my heart rush at the same time.

  Opening my eyes, I find a bright green emerald and a golden chocolate pool staring straight back at me. His eyes are full of light. I don’t know when the shadows disappeared from his eyes, but I’m glad that the light is back.

  He helps me step into the shower and closes the glass doors. I wait for him to leave, but he just leans back against the vanity.

  “What are you doing?”

  “This is my bathroom too. Am I not allowed?”

  “Why are you watching me?”

  “Because I like watching you. You are beautiful, and so incredibly sexy. I’m going to watch your naked body move under the water. Why?”

  My cheeks flush at his words. I have never thought of myself as beautiful, let alone sexy. My thighs jiggle. My stomach isn’t taught or tight, it’s soft. I have stretch marks on my breasts from when Mother Nature decided I needed them overnight. I don’t resemble anything close to what magazines and the media tell me is pretty, yet there is this unbelievably gorgeous man telling me that I am incredibly sexy. To hell with what sexy is supposed to look like. If he tells me that I am sexy then damn it, I am sexy.

  I turn so that my back is facing the glass doors, and I give Theron a little swivel of my hips. Grabbing my body scrub, I bend over, working the soap up my legs, starting with my toes. I have a huge grin on my face and I hear him laugh.

  “Naughty, naughty girl. Finish up with your shower. You need breakfast and I don’t want to be late to our appointment.”

  “What? I’m just washing up.”

  “Sure you are.”

  “Theron, you’re a perv.”

  “Yeah, but I’m your perv.”

  “Yes, you are. Now get out, so I can finish.”

  When I meet Theron downstairs, I find him in the kitchen with my breakfast waiting for me. Theron’s gaze never leaves me, as I get closer to him. He shakes his head, as if he is snapping back to reality and pulls my chair out for me.

  “You look beautiful.”

  “Thank you.”

  I am wearing a pale, yellow sundress with soft, red flowers on it. I have left my hair down, and dried it into waves. It is hanging loosely around my shoulders. I can’t shake his words from this morning, and I feel radiant sitting beside him. I didn’t even put lip-gloss on. He has seen me at my worst, and he still loves me.

  “A few things came up this morning. Thomas found out about the buyout. I’m not sure who leaked it, but it doesn’t matter, because officially, at three o’clock yesterday afternoon, I owned majority of his company and now retain full assets to the company. So, his opinion no longer matters. I plan on having him forced from the board this afternoon, and I will give him the option to sell to me. If he chooses not to, I will prove that he is unfit to run the company. If I have to, I’ll smoke him out, but he will be done with Rowe Inc. I hope to have the name changed to G.I.L.F by Monday morning. My lawyers are already working out the details with the banks.”

  “Wow. Did you know that it was going to happen this quickly? I mean, I know this is what you have been working for, but I didn’t think it would be that easy.”

  “Neither did I. My gut is telling me that he isn’t done with this, yet. That’s why I’m worried about those notes. I know you don’t think he has anything to do with this now, but who else would be out to hurt us, to hurt you?”

  “I don’t know, babe. Are you not coming with me then?” My eyes drop to the plate in front of me. I have barely touched my breakfast. I’m so afraid that if I eat, I am going to puke.

  Theron takes my hand, his thumb brushing over the skin of my knuckles and raises it to his lips. A soft gentle kiss graces my skin.

  “Of course I’m coming with you. I’ll come to every appointment. I’m not going to miss any of this.”

  I try to hold back my grin, by biting my lower lip. I hear him gasp and our eyes meet again.

  “Those are my lips. Bite them again, and I’ll have to mark you before we leave. We don’t have time for what I will want to do to you, so finish your breakfast, Eve.”

  I drop my eyes back to my plate, and cross my legs. Holy shit. He knows exactly what to say to set my nerves on fire.

  I finish my breakfast in silence. Rebecca clears our plates and we stand from the table. Theron waits for me, as I rush upstairs quickly to grab a light sweater in case the office is cold, and rush back downstairs so that we can leave for the doctor.

  I am in the gown they gave me to put on. I thought ultrasounds were done on my stomach, but the nurse insisted I take off everything below the waist. Theron is sitting nervously in a chair in the corner of the room, taking turns bouncing each of his knees.

  There is a light tap on the door, and a woman comes in pulling an ultrasound machine behind her. She introduces herself and shakes both of our hands. She instructs me to lay back and has Theron come stand by my head.

  “This is going to be a transvaginal ultrasound. Dr. Knox wants us to determine how far along you are, and since she thinks that you’re only a few weeks, this will be our best option. I’m going to have you scoot down to the edge of the table and put your feet in the stirrups. Make sure you bend and relax your knees, letting them fall to the side.” I follow her commands, and Theron grabs my hand.

  “Okay, here we go. This may feel a little weird, but I promise that it won’t hurt.” The ultrasound tech puts a little gel on the wand in her hand, and my first instinct is to close my legs.

  It is cold and intrusive, but she is right. It doesn’t hurt. I look over at Theron and all his attention is focused on the black and white screen. There it is. I can see my little bump on the screen. It is so small, but I can see a little flutter.

  “That’s the baby’s heart. Your baby is very strong. I’m going to take a couple of pictures for Dr. Knox. I would estimate you being
around eight weeks. If you give me a couple of minutes, I’ll get all of this cleaned up and put away. Dr. Knox will be in to speak with you shortly.”

  “That’s our baby.” Theron speaks. Glancing at his face, I think that he is in shock. He has a euphoric look in his eyes. “Beautiful, we made a baby.”

  “We did.” My hands find my stomach, and love that I never thought possible, fills me completely. The tech allows me to sit up, while she goes to get the doctor.

  “Eve, it’s a pleasure to see you so soon.”

  I turn my head and shake Helen’s hand. “This is my boyfriend, Theron.”

  “Doctor.” Theron shakes her hand, and she walks around the table and takes a seat beside me.

  “First of all, I’d like to say congratulations to both of you. Eve, I’ve known you since you were younger. You are going to make a wonderful mother. Now, my tech gave me the report. It looks as though you are right around eight weeks. So, we can try this, but don’t stress out if it doesn’t work. Obviously, the baby is doing just fine, as we just saw him or her nestled all warm and cozy. I’m going to put a little gel on the tip of this, and rub it around your stomach. Let’s see if we can hear your little one’s heartbeat. Shall we?”

  Theron grabs my hand again. It is hot and sweaty. Is he that nervous?

  At first, I don’t hear anything but my own heartbeat. She must notice something that I don’t. She moves back and forth, pushing down on my lower stomach in the same spot, and then I hear it. It’s so fast. It is incredible.

  “Is that it? That’s the baby?”

  “Yes sir, it is. Congratulations again. Eve, you can go ahead and get dressed. I’ll need to see you for a checkup in about four weeks, so if you don’t have one scheduled, the receptionist will set you up with one.” Helen hands me a little white folded card. When I open it, I see my ultrasound with the words ‘Baby’s First Picture’ printed on the edges.

  She leaves and Theron helps me get dressed.

  There is a permanent smile on my face, as we leave the office. Absolutely nothing can ruin this day. I am in complete and utter heaven.