I watch them walk down the hall and out of sight, closing my eyes I curse myself, I need to do this right with her, I want her to know that its' more than sex. While I can't wait to undress her sexy little body, I need her too.
Tomorrow, I'm going to show her just what she means to me and it's not because she's the mother of my fucking awesome child.
19
Mel
Ethan's happy playing in his room as I'm looking in my closet with despair. I don't usually get worked up about what to wear, but right now, I'm freaking the hell out. I've tried on five different outfits and decided against them all. They're either not sexy enough or look as though I'm trying too hard. I'm currently standing in my sexiest underwear, my red lacy thong, and matching bra, as I glare at my clothes, wondering why the hell I hadn't bought something for this occasion specifically.
"Mel, you need to calm down," Cass tells me and I turn my glare to my cell where I currently have my best friend on speaker.
"Calm down? Cass, he'll be here soon and I need to put some clothes on." I'm panicking and this isn't me. I don't panic. I'm level headed and think things through but when it comes to Eli, I panic and turn to mush.
"Okay, deep breaths. Do you still have those gorgeous denim shorts? It's still really warm and they make your ass look phenomenal. They're black and cute."
She's right, they are cute and they do make my ass look good. I'm starting to calm down now as I search through my closet looking for the shorts. I pull them on, "Yeah, I still have them and they fit." I tell her zipping them up.
"Throw on your white tank top. Your boobs look great in it and it clings to your body, showcasing your curves." What she really means is that it's tight across my boobs and it's snug everywhere else.
It doesn't take me long to find and I pull it on, it comes to just below the waist of my shorts. "Done, what about shoes?"
"Sandals, girl, sandals. Those cute strappy black ones you have, with the wedge heel." I find them instantly and slide my feet into them. "And?"
"Perfect," I tell her. "Thank you. Are you ready for your date?
She's silent for a moment and I feel for her, she's at the point in her life where she wants a steady relationship and yet every man she's dated seems to be out for sex. "Not really, but I'm going."
"Let me know how it goes and remember to call me if you need to make a sharp exit. I'll call you with a fake story. Get you out unscathed."
Her laughter makes me smile, "What about you? Do you need me to be on standby for you?"
I think about it for a moment, "No, I don't. I'll be fine." Deep down, this is all I have wanted for the past four years. Hell, if I'm honest with myself, since I first met Eli. I'm drawn to him and I'm not sure why, I can't explain this pull that I have but I'm going to try. See where it could lead.
"Thought as much," she mutters. "Oh crap, I've got to go. Mel, have a wonderful time and please don't over think things. You've said so yourself, you really like Eli. Give it a go and just see how things progress."
"I will. Go and have fun. Cass, relax okay. Going into a date with the sole fact of forming a relationship could actually be hindering it. Get to know the guy, and then if it goes well, go on another and another. Then you'll be able to decide. Having a couple of dates with assholes is one thing. Writing a guy off after one date is another. Just relax and have fun." A relationship shouldn't be forced and Cass deserves the best.
"I will, night, Mel, talk to you tomorrow. Love you. Give Ethan a kiss from me."
My heart melts as it does every time she tells me to give him a kiss from her. "I will, love you too. Bye." I end the call and see that I have a text, opening it up I see that it's Eli telling me he'll call me when he's leaving the hotel for our pizza order.
I run a brush through my hair, it's wild today and I throw it up into a top knot, a few tendrils fall down at the front and at the back, but it adds to the look. I don't bother with much makeup, some mascara and lip gloss. Glancing into the mirror, I see that I'm ready. I don't look as though I've tried too hard, which in fact, I have. But I also don't look like I've just crawled out of bed.
My cell rings just as I'm walking out of my room. Eli's name is flashing on the screen and my heart beats a little faster. "Hey." My voice is soft and willowy.
"Hey, Buttercup, give me the pizza order and I'll swing by and get it." I rattle off the order, telling him to remember that Ethan's fussy and won't eat anything except plain cheese. "Got it, baby, I'll grab some beers on the way too, do you need wine?"
I swoon, he's so sweet. "No, I'm fine thank you. I have two unopened bottles here."
"I won't be long. How's Ethan?" His warm deep voice washes over me as I walk toward our son who's playing with his toys.
"He's fine, he had a good day at daycare. He was painting." I don't tell him that one of the pictures that Ethan painted was for him. I'm leaving that until he gets here. "I had to shower him when we came home. I'm still struggling to find out how he got paint on his ass and in his hair but hey, he's all clean now."
He chuckles, "I bet that was quite a sight."
"It was, every day is something different." I laugh as I remember him covered head to toe in glitter. "He's excited for tonight, he's been talking about it all day."
"He's not the only one," he tells me and I close my eyes as my heart warms. "I'll see you soon, Buttercup."
"See you soon, Mr. Executive." I hear his intake of breath as I end the call. Since I've found out his name, I've been calling him Eli. Calling him Mr. Executive or Egotistical Executive meant that line I was so insistent on having stayed there and didn't get blurred. Too late for that now.
When I saw him again, I never envisioned this happening. He's taken to being a dad like a duck on water. I thought there would have been some resentment or hostility, but he's been amazing.
The movie finishes and I smile at the disdain on Eli's face. Our son is a Frozen fanatic, I'm pretty sure that I've seen those movies over a hundred times before and today Eli finally got a taste of Elsa, Anna, and the magic that is Frozen and he hated every moment of it. Ethan fell asleep ten minutes into Frozen 2. He was so happy having his daddy here for dinner that he stayed awake longer than he usually does and now, he's crashed hard.
Getting to my feet, I reach for him but I'm stopped when Eli's hand rests on my back. "I've got him," he tells me and gently lifts our baby off of the sofa and snuggly into his arms. I follow him to Ethan's bedroom where Eli makes a quick job of stripping him out of his clothes and into his pajamas. I watch on as he puts Ethan into bed and under the covers, giving him a small kiss on the head before turning to leave. When he sees me standing in the doorway, his eyes darken and he stalks toward me with purpose.
"I've never been proud of anything more in my life," he whispers as he pulls Ethan's door out, leaving it ajar so that the light from the hall shines in. "Our son is amazing and I'll never be able to thank you for what you've done with him."
Tears sting my eyes, God, "Eli..." My hands come to rest on his chest as he closes in on me.
"Mel, you look so fucking good tonight. I've wanted to do this since I walked through the door." He murmurs as he glances at my lips. Before I'm even able to speak, his mouth crashes against mine, his hand going to my hair and tugging slightly. I gasp at the slight pain and he takes full advantage, sweeping his tongue in, dominating my mouth, owning it.
It doesn't take long before I'm melting against him, giving him everything he's so desperately seeking. That's all it takes for me to be back where I was four years ago, in a lust filled haze made by the one and only Eli Egan.
He leads me to the bedroom; his mouth still on mine, as though we're fused together. "So fucking beautiful," he growls as my legs hit the base of the bed, his hands at my tank top, pulling it over my head. His eyes darken as he sees my lacy red bra.
"Like that?" Whoa, that sounded nothing like me. Lusty, silky, and seductive. "Then you'll love the matching panties I have."
He
steps back and goes for my shorts, unbuttoning them and pulling them down my legs. "Panties?" He shakes his head, his fingers skimming along my skin leaving goosebumps in their wake. "Oh, Buttercup, they're a sight more sinful than panties. I hope you're not attached to them?"
Before I'm able to comprehend what he's said, he's unclasping my bra and my boobs spill free. "Fuck," he curses, before taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking.
My back arches as a moan escapes me, the feeling of his warm mouth against my puckered nipple is too much for me. "Please, Eli, it's been too long. I need you."
He releases my nipple and looks at me. "Baby, you've got me," he whispers. "I told you, Buttercup, you're mine. I'm not going anywhere." His fingers loop into the band of my thong and he pulls.
I gasp against his mouth, "I need to fuck you. Are you on the pill?"
I nod, "Please Eli..." I beg, I want him more than I have ever wanted him before.
He lays me on the bed and hovers above me, his face inches from mine. He positions himself at the entrance of my vagina, I can feel his cock tip at my opening. "Mine," he growls as he thrusts into me.
"Yours." I tell him as he thrusts in and out of me. I hold onto his shoulders, needing him to move faster. "More..."
He shakes his head. "It's been too fucking long. It's going to be quick..." He looks ashamed. "But I'm going to make it up to you." He promises me and continues to fuck me.
His fingers dig into my skin as he holds my waist, the grip getting harder the quicker he thrusts into me. I bring my hand down between us and go for my clit. My orgasm is building, my toes curl up as I touch my nub, it's sensitive and I gasp, my back arches as my pussy contracts around Eli's cock. He's filling me, stretching me with each thrust.
"Eli, please, oh I'm so close..." I whine softly as I continue to rub my clit.
"Me too, baby, me too. Get there," he says through clenched teeth.
"Ahhhhh, Eli..." I moan as I explode, trying to hold onto him as my body shakes with my orgasm.
"Fuck, baby, shit," he says thrusting harder than ever. "Mel. God." He groans, shoving his face into my neck as he detonates inside of me.
He pulls out of me and pulls me so that I'm lying beside him. "Fuck, Mel. I've missed you."
I kiss his chest, realizing that he didn't even get naked. He's lying in his t-shirt. Thankfully, he somehow got rid of his pants and shoes. "Eli..." I say softly, wondering if this is going to be a mistake but I need to say it. "I want us to be something. I want the good that you promise, but I'm scared. What if you get tired of this life and decide you've had enough? What's going to happen then? You'll leave us. Leave me."
He pulls me closer to him. "That's not going to happen, Buttercup. For four years, I've only thought of you. That's not going to change, you're it for me. When you feel secure knowing that, then I'm going to marry you." He smirks and I'm transported back to the day standing outside of the hotel and him following me asking for a date.
"You're going to marry me?"
He nods, "Oh yeah." He kisses me hard, it's closed lips, but still I feel it all the way to my toes. "Now get cleaned up, I promised you I'd make it up to you. We've got all night." He smacks my ass and I laugh, pushing him off me and getting to my feet. "Oh and leave the shoes on."
I shake my head. I could see myself falling in love with this man.
What the hell am I saying? I'm already there.
20
Eli
Mel's stressing, I can hear it in her voice. My family is due any minute and she's panicking. I pull her against my chest and hold her there. "Baby, relax please. You're making me want to tell them to turn around and fuck off."
She giggles and I relax somewhat. "Eli, you can't say that to them. I'm just worried. What if they think I'm a bitch for keeping Ethan from you?"
I sigh, she's been saying this shit since Tuesday night, we're finally at a point where she's open with me. That includes her telling me that she thinks my family is going to hate her for keeping Ethan from me and them. No matter how many times I've had to tell her that's not the case, she doesn't seem to believe me.
Mel's also told me about her mom, she's been going through so much and all alone. I know she has her friends around her, but that doesn't mean she's not alone. Yesterday, I went to meet Beverly Karlson, the woman is funny as hell and it's hard to see someone like that. I could tell that she's not got much longer left on this earth and it pains me that both Mel and Ethan are going to be hurting when she finally passes. There's going to be nothing I can do to ease that pain and I'm dreading it. Beverly told me that she's happy that her daughter is too and she knew from the moment Mel told her about me four years ago that I was the one that got away and she's ecstatic that we have a second chance at love.
The doorbell sounds and Mel tenses beneath me. "Baby, chill," I say as I release her, I go to the door and open it. Standing there with shit-eating grins on their faces are my brothers with my parents behind them.
"I love this house," Ma says with a smile. "It's so quaint and perfect." Mel's house isn't like theirs, it's a smaller house in the suburbs with a white picket fence. It's what everyone dreams of having when they're younger. The wife, the kids, the white picket fence. The sign of a happy life.
"She'll be pleased." I tell her as she wraps her arms around me and holds me tight. You'd think she's not seen me in months. In fact, she saw me this morning and yesterday.
Dad claps me on the back, he's got a wide smile, both he and mom have been looking forward to this evening since I told them that Mel insisted on cooking for them. They instantly approved of her and loved that she'd want them to be able to talk to Ethan where he's comfortable. They were impressed that she'd chosen to have this meeting in her house.
I lead them all into the house and see Mel's back to us as we pass by the kitchen, she's busy cooking and getting everything ready. "I'll let you see Ethan first, he's been dying to meet you. Mel will be out when she's got everything under control in the kitchen." I tell them and see the tension slide out of Mel's body, she looks over her shoulder and blows me a kiss before going back to whatever she's cooking. Something she told me I wasn't allowed to see until it was time to serve.
Since Tuesday evening, I've spent every day with Mel and Ethan, having breakfast with them and then when they're home from work and daycare, I have dinner and spend the evening talking to Mel before going to bed. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world other than where I am right now.
"Daddy!" Ethan yells as we all walk into the room, his eyes widen as he takes us all in. His mouth forms an O as he glances over everyone.
"Ethan..." I say and hold out my arms, he doesn't even hesitate, and jumps into them. "This is your grandpa..." I tell him, bringing him over to my dad, who's staring at him in wonder.
"Hi," Ethan says shyly and I bite back a laugh, he's usually so outgoing and to see him this shy is something new.
"Hey there. I'm so very pleased to meet you," Dad says gently shaking Ethan's hand.
"Oh aren't you just a handsome little boy?" Ma says loudly and Ethan glances at her with a smile. She's already charmed him.
He wiggles in my arms and I set him down on his feet, he walks over to mom. "That's your grandma, bud."
He smirks and I understand now why Mel says he takes after me. It's something I'd do. "Hi," He says quickly reaching out for her hand and she takes it instantly.
Mel enters the room and my gaze goes to her, she's smiling, she doesn't look as ruffled as she did before.
"Who are you?" Ethan asks, turning to face my brothers. I can't help but laugh as I turn to face them. Both of them are staring at him like they've never seen a child before.
Devon glances at me with a raised brow, and I smirk.
"Ethan, don't be rude," Mel says softly and everyone turns to face her and I watch on as heat rises in her cheeks turning them slightly pink. "Um, hey, I'm Mel."
Mom releases Ethan and walks over to Mel, much like she did to me, she wr
aps her into a hug. "I know who you are darling and it's such a pleasure to meet you. I've been hearing about you for years and it's an honor to finally meet you. I'm Mary, but you can call me Mom."
I roll my eyes at my mother's over enthusiasm.
"It's lovely to meet you, Mrs. Egan." I don't think I've ever seen Mel look so shy.
Ma opens her mouth, no doubt going to correct Mel on calling her Mrs. Egan when dad cuts in. "Hush now, darling. Pass that lovely lady over to me. I want to meet the beautiful woman that's captured my hard-headed son and who's the mother of my grandchild."
Mel laughs, probably at my father calling me hard-headed. "Mr. Egan, it's so lovely to meet you," she says as she hugs him. “Dinner won't be long, please sit down and Eli will get you drinks. She turns to my brothers with a smile, "Which one of you is Devon and which is Rhys?"
Devon pushes forward, "Hey, Mel, I'm Devon." He's got his wide smile, the one he uses to seduce women and I want to punch him.
"Oh wow," she says with a laugh. "Does that smile work on all the ladies?" She walks toward Ethan, "Baby, this is your Uncle Devon..." she points at Dev, "and behind him, is your other Uncle Rhys. Can you say hi?"
Ethan waves shyly but he has a smile on his face and I can see Mel relax even more as she realizes that our son is okay.
"And to answer your question, yes, the smile does work." Devon tells her confidently.
Rhys walks up to her and pulls her into a hug, sweeping her off the floor and spinning her around. "You chose the wrong Egan, love."
Mel shakes her head. "Jesus," she mutters, turning to me once Rhys sets her back on her feet. "It must be a family trait."
I smirk at her words and my brothers laugh, my dad's grinning but my mom narrows her eyes. "Melanie, was my son an asshole to you?"
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