Chapter 21

 

I wait for her to say no. I wait for her to stop me. I know she’s been through hell and back, but I need her. She needs me. Tossing her shirt to the floor, I take a step back, my eyes traveling over her body.

“Fuck, Nessa,” I growl.  Her eyes still sparkle with unshed tears but there is no reason for her to cry. She’s beautiful, and she’s mine. My hands come to her stomach, my fingers trailing over my daughter.

“Do you have any idea what it does to me—knowin’ that there's a piece of me growin’ inside of you?” Her eyes jerk to mine. The slightest glimpse of a smile on her perfect pouty lips. My dick jerks as my fingers move up her body. Gently touching her, in the ways I know make her body tremble. Nessa sucks in a breath when I touch her ribs in that spot that makes her shudder.

“Turn around... Put your hands on the wall.” Nessa turns, doing as she was told. Her hands splay on the wall in front of her as I eye her ass like it’s the best prize in the world.

I reach up, slowly dragging her shorts down her legs, nipping her ass on the way down. Nessa jerks, making me smile.

“You like when I’m rough?” My fingers slide up her thighs, spreading them wider for me. Nessa doesn’t answer when I slide a finger inside of her. Her breath catches in her throat. My dick yearns to be inside of her.

“Tell me what you want me to do, Nessa?” Sliding my finger so slowly in and out of her, she relaxes into me. I know she wants this as much as I do.

“I want you to touch me, Ghost,” She whines. Chuckling, I lean in closer, running my tongue over the swell of her ass. Bumps form over her skin. I love every second of it.  I speed up my fingers, pressing my free hand into her back, bending her a little more. Her pussy glistens with wetness as I lean in closer. Inhaling her scent, I can’t stand it anymore. I need inside of her. Yanking my fingers free, I quickly stand, my jeans sliding to my ankles.

“I can’t fuckin’ wait anymore,” I growl. Sliding inside of her, my dick thanks me. I grab her hips, rotating mine to hit her in every spot she loves.

“Yes, Ghost!” There we go... There’s my girl. Torturing Nessa’s body is always high on my priority list. I am never satisfied, until I’ve had all of her.

We just fell asleep, when I hear Jordan stirring. The Doc said he should sleep through the night but he wakes up almost every night. Sometimes, I wonder if he misses his mom, others, I think he just doesn’t know how to react to everything around him. I climb out of bed, careful not to wake Nessa.  Walking quietly over to the crib, those big brown eyes beam up at me. The smile on his face settles me. It calms the storm that always seems to be brewing inside of me.

“What are you always so happy about?” I ask, rubbing my hand on his stomach, he grins wider. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a kid smile as much as Jordan does. He’s perfect. “You just want daddy to hold you, huh?” Reaching in, I lift his little body in my arms. He goes straight for my mouth with his little slobbery fingers.

“Let’s go for a walk so we don’t wake up mom.” I take Jordan out the door and walk down the hallway. The guys are all asleep, so I shouldn’t bother anyone.

“You’re such a good boy, aren't you?” I drop down on the couch looking at my son in amazement. I can’t believe that I made this.  Mel and I, made a life. The irony of her not being here with him isn’t lost on me. I wished that she was still around to be his mom but I know why she did what she did.

“You gonna like havin’ a little sister, bud?” His eyes are so much like mine. My heart swells with all the love I have for him. He’s perfect.

“What are you two doing out here?” Aria asks as she walks into the lobby, yawning.

“Just talkin’. Why are you up?” She drags herself over and drops on the couch next to me.

“Roc snores like a fucking grizzly bear.” I can’t help but laugh with her.

Jordan stretches his arms out to her and she quickly takes him from me.

“Did you miss Aunt Aria?” Kissing his cheeks, he giggles.

Watching Aria with Jordan, does things to me.

“He wakes up a lot at night,” I say. She nods but continues kissing his cheeks, making him laugh.

“He probably just wants you to hold him. You just want daddy to hold you?” She talks to him. His giggles make me smile. I never knew it could bring me such joy.

“I thought that, too. Doc said not to make it a habit of lettin’ him sleep in the bed with us but that’s when he sleeps good.” Aria laughs before looking over at me.

“He’s a baby. He needs his daddy. Fuck what the Doc says,” She says nudging me with her elbow. I nod.

“I can’t get over how everyone is takin’ him bein’ here. I thought it would be harder than it is.” Jordan wiggles to get on the floor. Aria sets him down as we watch him play with his toys.

“He’s easy to love. Besides, he’s yours. We love you, so it’s easy.” Aria and I have never really sat down and talked about shit.

“You think you’d ever want kids? You and Roc?” Aria shrugs watching Jordan.

“I’m not sure I’m the motherly type.” That’s bullshit!

“You’re so good with him,” I say nodding to Jordan, she shrugs.

“Maybe one day,”  She says. Shoving off the couch, she leans down, kissing Jordan.

“Go to sleep for daddy. Night, Ghost.” Smiling over her shoulder at me, I smile.

“Night, Aria.” Picking Jordan up, I yawn.

“You ready to sleep yet little man?” He doesn’t look tired to me but I have a run in the morning, and I need at least a few hours so I don’t kill Trick. Heading back down the hallway, I find myself wondering about shit. Like a house with a yard for the kids to play in. It makes me wonder if I can be a good father. If I can be a family man.  I know it won’t be the typical family that those uppity blue collars have, but I think we can do it. We’ll make our own family, much like we always have. Shoving back into the room, Nessa looks at me.

“He wouldn’t sleep?” Shaking my head, she holds her arms out.

“Give him to me,” She says.  With a smile on my face, I walk over, passing Jordan to her. Nessa starts to hum and rock him in her arms. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. She stares down into his little eyes as they slowly flutter closed.

“God, you’re perfect.”