I look at the fresh fruit sliced perfectly into a glass bowl, and my mouth waters for it. I grab a piece of watermelon and take a bite, its juices running along my chin and down onto the counter. Landon chuckles, making me look at him. A piece of me deep down hates the fact that Landon killed my mother, but I know he did it for me. I love him, regardless of any of it. I know that without a doubt now. If I didn’t love him, it would be easier to walk away, to fight him. However, that is the current situation. I love him, and the heart wants what the heart wants.
“I can see why our trainer, Harron, was so appalled when he taught you how to eat with etiquette. You eat like an animal.” Landon laughs, taking a large bite of his apple. He has the top of his hair pulled into a short ponytail, the other half down since it’s too short to put into a ribbon. His jaw is sprouting that delicious stubble. He tears into the apple, his sharp jaw flexing as he chews. It causes my sex to throb with a craving so strong I have to clench my thighs.
I still can’t wrap my mind around being pregnant. I’m not sure how I feel about it. I’m not mad, not happy. Maybe it hasn’t hit me yet, the reality that I’m going to be a mother, be responsible for another life.
I shrug. “That guy was a pompous ass anyway.”
Landon dips his brows and nods.
“He was; I agree.”
Thunder sounds from outside, catching my attention. The pool lights shine brightly from within the pool just outside the double glass doors.
I turn and smile wolfishly at Landon.
“Wanna go for a swim?”
“Now?” Landon’s eyebrows raise.
I shrug and look back at the pool.
“Why not now?” I could go for a swim to relax my mind.
“It’s getting ready to storm,” Landon points out.
“So?” I stand from the chair and walk backwards. I didn’t put on any clothes, so my body is bare for his hungry eyes.
Landon’s eyes grow heavy as he tosses the rest of his apple onto the counter and follows me out. I dip my toe into the water, testing its temperature, but before I can push my foot in any further, large hands grasp my hips and turn me. Landon smirks as he grips both of my thighs and lifts me. My legs wrap around his waist and my hands tangle behind his head as he smirks and walks us into the lukewarm water.
Landon raises his hand and brushes his thumb along my bottom lip, his green eyes holding the warmth of a forest fire.
His excitement pushes into my butt cheek, and my nipples ache as they caress his hard chest.
“I admit, having a child right now is not ideal. But a Blackwell and an Evans having a child together is the beginning of something epic. Besides, you were meant to be mine nine years ago.”
“It’s like God was testing us, seeing if we would find our way back to each other,” I whisper, my eyes watching his mouth, that sliver of a scar shining against his lips. “How did you get this scar?” I gently rub my finger over the silver line. Landon smirks.
“Roman and I were fighting over a girl. I didn’t like the girl. I just liked pissing him off.” Landon chuckles, and I smile.
His eyes trail to my lips and he dips his head, taking my mouth without a second thought. His tongue massages along mine. With the taste of apple lingering on his tongue, I moan into his mouth and tangle my hands into the bottom of his hair. He angles his hips just right, the head of his length pressing against my sex. My body sparks with excitement, my heart thudding against my chest in anticipation.
The skies open up and rain comes pouring down, droplets diving into the pool water all around us. His large hands edge themselves up my thighs and pull them apart wider, and he pushes himself inside me. I close my eyes and part my lips to let out a satisfying sigh. I loll my head back as Landon fills me with his hard cock. His teeth scrape along my jaw, a raw moan vibrating his chest as he slowly thrusts into me. Thunder sounds from above, and rain pitter-patters off my head and shoulders.
His hands slide from my bottom and push against my back, the action smothering my chest to his. His jaw is clenched and his eyes take in every inch of my face. Pressure builds in my core with the way he looks at me, like the storm around us isn’t even happening.
“If I could take it all back and make your life easier, I would.” He pants, water splashing between us as he thrusts his length inside of me. “I would take it all back and become my father, just so you didn’t have to suffer one day of being alone.”
I bite my bottom lip to keep from getting emotional, but a sob escapes anyway. Like a fire claiming a wick, my heart vibrates in my chest. I feel alive to the fullest, and I know at this moment I want nothing more in life than to be with Landon.