Chapter 14
Laird
By Sunday, Fiona and I had spent most of our time fucking or recovering from fucking. We were at each other like animals. I couldn’t keep my hands off her, and it seemed like she felt the same. I had never felt this way about a woman before. It wasn’t just about the sex, although she was fucking good in bed. It was about a connection that was undeniable. And now that we were tied together in other ways as well, like through the baby, there as no reason to fight what I felt for her anymore.
I understood now why I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her. She had been the missing piece even though I hadn’t known it. I hadn’t believed in destiny and fate and love at first sight and all that shit, but I had been convinced.
When we weren’t fucking, we talked. We got to know each other. We told each other about who we were, what our passions and our dreams were, where we were headed and what we wanted out of life. The more I got to know about her, the more I found worth loving. She was incredible in every way. She was my opposite in a lot of ways, an indoors person when I loved nature, careful when I was daring and precise when I didn’t mind being messy. It was like we were made to balance each other out.
At the same time, we were similar in a lot of ways. We both thought long term. We didn’t see the point in empty friendships and activities, and we had had similar upbringings.
“We need to talk about where we’re going to live,” Fiona said when we talked about the city and the mountains and how we each preferred something else.
“Yeah,” I said. “I guess I could get a job at a hotel or something. I have experience as a tour guide.”
“Or I could come live here in your cabin.”
I blinked at her. “What?”
“I’m an actuary. I can work remotely. You have an internet connection up here, don’t you?”
I nodded.
“I can take care of that with my boss, and we can make it happen, rather than you giving up your job. I don’t mind moving out here. It’s quite peaceful.”
I was floored. I had never imagined she would want to give up her life in the city to come and stay with me. But I had been willing to do the same for her, so I wasn’t sure why I was so surprised. She surprised me every time she spoke about something I didn’t know. I realized I had to stop assuming who she would be because she would prove me wrong every time.
I was starting to think about expanding the cabin, adding another room for the baby and baby proofing a couple of things when I heard a car pull up.
“Who’s that?” Fiona asked.
“It could be one of my colleagues,” I said and stood up. We were dressed, which was rare. I walked to the front door and opened it. Jackson was on his way to the front door from his truck.
“What happened to you?” he asked. “You’re grinning from ear to ear, and I know you’re not that happy to see me.”
I chuckled. “A whole lot has happened.”
“You got a woman with you?” Jackson asked, nodding toward Fiona’s car that was parked next to my truck.
I nodded. “It’s her.”
Jackson knew what I was talking about. I had told him a little about her through the past three weeks, telling him about the sprained ankle and the sex and that I couldn’t stop thinking about her.
“Well, now. Good on you,” Jackson clapped me on the shoulder.
“That’s not all,” I said. “She’s pregnant.”
Jackson raised his eyebrows. “You don’t look pissed about that.”
“I’m not,” I said. “With anyone else, it would have been an issue, but this is my woman.”
Jackson grinned. “I’ve never seen you like this so it must be true, you’re in love. Congrats, man.”
I laughed and thanked him.
“Laird?” Fiona asked.
I opened the door wider to let her step onto the porch with me. I introduced her to Jackson, and he waggled his eyebrows at me. I laughed.
“What is it about these twisted ankles we get around these parts,” Jackson said with a chuckle.
Fiona blushed, looking down and God she was hot. I wanted to take her back to the bedroom right now. But I had to behave, Jackson was here. It was my little secret that Fiona was such a siren in bed when she was so quiet and subdued in public. I liked that we shared the secret, that it was something about her only I knew.
“Was there something you needed to tell me?” I asked Jackson.
Jackson shook his head. “I just wanted to know why you canceled on me last night, but I get it now.” He smiled at Fiona.
“Does Charlie need anything?”
Jackson shook his head.
“Okay, I’m glad. I’ll see you tomorrow, Jackson.”
Jackson snorted. “Okay, okay. I can tell when I’m not wanted. I’m not going to beg for a cup of coffee. See you in the morning.”
Jackson walked away and climbed into his truck. When the taillights disappeared between the trees, I turned to Fiona.
“I wouldn’t have minded if you asked him to stay,” she said.
“I would have,” I said. “I want to take you, and he was in the way.”
I pushed her up against the cabin wall and pressed my dick, which was hard again, against her. I would never get enough of her, no matter how many times a day I came. My cock would always harden again. Fiona gasped, and I smiled against her mouth. I breathed in, and I could smell her scent. I knew she was ready for me.