“Ohhh, Nash,” I moaned as tears leaked from my eyes. That was too damn powerful.
He climbed back on top of me and popped a kiss on my lips. I moaned and deepened the kiss, tasting myself on his tongue.
“That was amazing,” I mumbled when we pulled away from each other.
Nash smiled and pecked my lips again. “There is much more where that came from.”
I only moaned and closed my eyes, needing to rest my eyes for a few minutes. That orgasm had taken a lot out of me.
“Go ahead and rest. I’ll still be here when you wake up,” Nash assured me.
That was all I needed him to say before I was pulled into a deep slumber.
Tears streamed downmy face as I stared at the headstones of my parents while I clutched the flowers I had for them in my hands. Today marked two years since they had been gone, and the pain was still fresh. I hadn’t talked to Nash about this day and needed him right now. He had been a major part of my life for the past month. With it being October, the weather had drastically changed. On this particular Saturday, the weather was nice and windy with the sun shining. But I didn’t feel how bright the world was. I felt gloomy with sorrow burning deep in my soul. For just one day, I’d do anything to have my parents back with me.
No matter what day it was, the pain didn’t cease. It seemed as if the pain got worse the more I thought of my parents, whichwas why I tried not to think about them. The pain was too much to deal with. When I was with Nash, he constantly kept my mind off certain things, which was why he had become so special to me.
I set the flowers down between their headstones and sighed deeply. The tears continued to roll down my face. One thing I could agree with Jonathan on was that I couldn’t get over my parents’ death. Truth be told, I didn’t want to. It was a way to keep me connected to them.
“I love and miss both of you so much.” I bit down on my bottom lip to keep from crying more, but it was no use. “Y’all just don’t know how hard it has been to live without both of you. Every day I think I’m getting stronger, but I’m not. It’s hard on me when I’m alone.” I wiped a tear and sniffed. “I hate being alone.”
Jonathan knew how I felt about being by myself, and he left me anyway. After my parents died, he was all I had besides Farrah, and he left. I’ve never hated someone as much as I hated him. Nash came into my life at the right time, and I was grateful for him. Now, he made sure he was there for me.
When I left the gravesite, I’d be reaching out to him. I kissed my parents’ headstones and stood up. I didn’t know how I’d be able to go on without them. Could I really heal from a broken heart and get over my grief?
Without looking back, I headed to my car with my head down, feeling sorry for myself. Since I got all my tears out, it was time to pull myself together for the rest of the day. I pushed the start button on my key fob before I climbed into my car. Once I was in my car, I backed out and got onto the highway with a deep sigh. My stomach growled, letting me know how hungry I was. I hadn’t eaten this morning either. I could use a burger and a milkshake.
My cell phone rang in the cup holder, causing me to retrieve it. A smile spread across my lips as I eyed the name on the screen.
“Hey, you. You called right on time.”
There was silence at the other end of the phone. I frowned.
“Nash?”
“Yeah, I’m here. Why is it the right time? What’s going on?”
I smiled, knowing I hadn’t told Nash about my parents’ death anniversary. If I did, I had no doubt he’d be by my side.
“I didn’t tell you this, but today is the anniversary of my parents’ death. I just left the cemetery after visiting their graves.” Fresh tears wanted to spill down my face, but I held them in.
“Why did you do that alone? If you had needed me to go with you, I would’ve come with you.”
I sighed deeply and switched lanes. “Why would you’ve gone with me?”
“Because I care for you, beautiful. If you didn’t know that by now, let me tell you to assure you. I care a lot about you, and if you’re hurting the way you are, I want to be there for you. You don’t have to do it on your own. You got me now, and I know how you are about your parents. I’d never want you to do something like that by yourself. You should’ve told me,” Nash voiced.
Now Nash had me feeling bad. “I considered calling, but I’m used to doing this on my own. Thank you. I’m not used to having a man in my corner like this. My ex hated that I even visited my parents’ graves.”
“I told you I’ll always be there for you. You just have to believe in me and my words I say to you.”
I sighed deeply. Why did it feel like I was in the hot seat? “I do believe in you,” I stated softly. He had to believe me when I said that. Although my actions said otherwise, it was the truth.
Nash sighed. “Okay, Kenzlee. What are you planning later?”
I frowned, not liking how he called my name. “I have nothing planned for later. Why? Wassup?”
“What do you say to coming to chill with my family and me? It’s family day at my parents’ house, and they’re cooking on the grill.”
