“Sure, after the holidays,” he repeats.
Melissa patiently listens to our exchange. She nods and beckons me to follow her. “Come on, Liv; I’ll walk you out.”
I go to grab my things and head for the door. As I pass the threshold to this suite, I turn around to see wetness pooling in his eyes. “I’ll always love you, Brodie. You’ll always matter to me.”
He turns his face away from me. I walk out, leaving a piece of my past behind as I walk toward my future.
ChapterThirty-Five
Dax
I got backfrom work late. I carefully open the door so as not to make a sound. I place my things down and turn on the light in the living room of our apartment. I love the way that sounds—our apartment. It took some convincing, but Liv officially moved in with me, and I couldn't be happier. Eduardo had her things packaged up, and the movers shipped them to our place. I didn’t even have to lift a finger. I am sure that had something to do with Eduardo wanting Emma all to himself. That is a weird series of events, yet no one asks. They seem happy, and that's all that matters to us. I look up and see Liv sitting on the couch, holding a tissue in her hand. Her face is red and puffy, as if she had been crying for hours. I immediately tense up and run over to her.
“Liv, are you okay? Is the baby okay?”
She nods quickly, setting my nerves at ease. “Yes, we are fine.”
I must look confused because I just wait there in silence, hoping that she will confide in me about what happened to her to make her feel this way.
“I went to B-Brodie's house today to visit. I was sick over there vomiting, and after seeing my ring, he kind of pieced things together very quickly. I told him about us being engaged and the baby. He didn’t take it too well. He has a lot going on with his depression and loneliness, and I think this just sent him overboard.”
I go to hold her and bring her into my arms. “Liv, it will be okay. He just needs time to process this. He realizes that his life isn’t the way it was, and it's gotta be hard to accept. You are still there for him, which says a lot about how much he means to you as a friend and what kind of person you are.”
I give her a quick kiss, and she just sobs louder. I also think her emotions are heightened due to the pregnancy, but I don’t want her to turn them on me if I mention them. I wish she wouldn’t have all this stress on her with the baby, school, and this never-ending drama situation with Brodie.
“He texted me saying in it that he wants to take a break from seeing me over the holidays to work through his problems. I am just afraid that he will spiral into major depression or worse. He was watching old videos of all of us when I got there. Over the past months, he had been withdrawing from our chats during the times I went over. Every time I leave, I feel something is wrong, and I can’t shake it.” She begins to hiccup, and I get her a glass of water.
“Here you go, baby. Drink this.”
She takes it and gulps it down in between sobs. “Thank you,” she says quietly.
“You need to respect his wishes. Give him the time he needs to process this, Liv. I mean, fully process it. It is a lot to take in, and he knows now that you have moved on. Go back and see him after the holidays, but we will go on with our lives, beginning with you taking it easy.”
She seems to contemplate this over and nods in agreement. “Okay, I’ll let him take this at his own pace, and then after the holidays, I will be back in his face to help him and be the friend he needs.”
I’ll never know what I did to deserve a girl like this.
I stand up and extend my hand to her to help her up. She gently places her hand in mine. I lift her from the couch, leading her into our bedroom. I go to turn the light on and release her hand.
“Wait here. I am going to run you a bath.”
She nods, and I make my way into the bathroom. The water begins to fill the sunken tub, and I add in her scented vanilla honey almond bath that became embedded in my senses from day one. This smell was what I first remembered when I met Liv months ago. I whispered in her ear that evening in the ED and inhaled her scent, wishing I could capture her essence in a bottle. I have to admit that I have jerked off a time or two to a similar smell and the memories of being with her before she returned back into my life. I just can’t get enough. She is my addiction. I dim the lights and grab my phone out of my pocket. I hit the mix selection on my youtube music mix, and Kaleo’s “Way Down We Go”intro starts to fill the Bluetooth speakers.
I go to the bedroom and see Liv standing by the bed in her silk robe. She starts to walk toward me, and my cock twitches in my pants at the sight of her. Now, I’ve never been a religious man but seeing her like this…fuck, I’d drop down on my knees and worship her in a heartbeat. Her eyes, which had been crying now, are firmly planted on me, and I stay rooted, my feet firmly in place as she saunters into my embrace. I pull her to me, and my cock is firm and hard, pressing into her stomach. I gaze down at her with lust-filled eyes as I scan her face for any hesitation that she may have.
When I don't doubt that she wants this, I lift her, and her legs instantly wrap around me. I undo my scrub pant strings and let them fall to the floor as I quickly step out of them. The music is louder in the bathroom, and the scent combined with the erotic soulful beats prevent me from placing her in the bubble-filled tub. Instead, I lift her slightly and place her back against the wall. Using that as leverage, I tuck my underwear waistband down just enough that my dick is entirely at attention. I set my hand around her firm ass as I line myself up and, in one stroke, I am wholly engulfed in her warm heat. She gasps, and her head falls back momentarily, allowing the silk robe to open, partly exposing her full breasts for easy access. I suck onto one nipple, and she lets out a soft moan. Her breasts have become fuller since her early stages of pregnancy, and I am thoroughly enjoying this side of Liv. My thrust picks up, and I don’t know if I can last any longer. She just feels too good. I swirl my dick around and around as I plunge in over and over to hit that spot, one that I have come to know so well. Her breathing increases, letting me know she is almost there.
I don’t want to finish before her, so I lean into the wall for support as my hand goes to pinch her clit as I suck on her other nipple flicking my tongue simultaneously. She cries out, and my mouth engulfs her cries. Her orgasm clenches my cock as I cum in spurts inside her. Filling her until I am spent, we both stay like that against the wall as our breathing slows down. My head is on her neck, and I trail kisses up her jaw. I press a quick kiss to her lips and smile into it.
“God, I love you, Liv.” She smiles back at me and reaches up to touch my cheek.
“I think you promised me a bath?” She asks this question as one eyebrow lifts and a smirk plays on her lips.
Still impaled on my cock, I turn around toward the tub and gently release her into the water. I see my cum dripping down her legs, and I’m mesmerized at the sight. What can I say? I am one possessive asshole.
“Come on, let's clean you up and soak for a while, huh?”
“Mmmm, that sounds great.”
