Chapter Nineteen

Caleb

I glance down at my Rolex and it’s five minutes to eight. I don’t think she is going to show. I see a shadowed figure standing by the table, and I look up and wipe my smile off my face. It’s just the waiter.

He asks if I want more wine, and I politely decline. I’d rather be sober when I apologize, so she knows I mean every word of it and not slurring my words. The waiter walks off leaving me to my thoughts again. I pull out my phone, checking it for the tenth time in two minutes. I hate how she has my number, but I don’t have her new one. Feeling helpless is one nasty feeling.

Ten minutes has come and gone, and she has yet to show. I signal the waitress over to request some of his finest wine. I don’t blame her for not coming. I put us in this situation. Taking out my phone again, I decide to call a buddy of mine but quickly put it away.

There she is, walking towards the table. She is wearing a form-fitting red dress and fuck me heels. My eyes roam her body before stopping at her eyes. She seems torn on whether she should be here or not. I stand, welcoming her with open arms.

“Sorry, I am late.” She hugs me back. “My stomach just wasn’t agreeing with lunch.” She chuckles. “I see you didn’t start without me.”

I want to tell her I wasn’t going to eat here if she didn’t show, but she doesn’t need to know that. I prefer eating pizza and gulping down some beer in my hotel room to this fancy place. I take her jacket, handing it to the waitress heading our way.

“No worries. I am just happy you showed up. For a minute there I didn’t think you were going to show, and you never called…” She slides in the booth looking everywhere but my face. “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, everything is good. Sorry again about that.” She picks up her menu, covering her face.

“Selena.” She puts down the menu. “Would you like some wine?”

“No, thank you. I will take a glass of water, though.”

“I am not trying to get you drunk and take advantage of you. I told you tonight will be just dinner and apologizing.”

“Right, however, it seems like I am the only one apologizing here.” She jokes, but I know there is one hundred percent truth behind that. I clear my throat, reaching across the table, grabbing her hands into mine.

“There is nothing to be nervous about; I am the one who will do all the talking.”

The waitress drops off the food I ordered ahead of time for the both of us. Selena glances down at her plate then calls the waitress back, asking for the shrimp and chicken with roasted potatoes and a side of string beans. I expect her to hand the steak dinner back to the waitress, but she digs in. Throwing up lunch has her really hungry now.

We eat in silence, longer than usual since she ordered the shrimp and chicken. I want her to finish her meal before we have our talk. I want nothing to distract us. I want all her attention; I want to watch her face as the words spill from my lips. She takes her last bite of chicken and gulps down her fourth glass of water.

“Please excuse me for a minute. I have to use the lady’s room.” She rushes from the table and I pray she isn’t in there taking a shit. My prayers are answered when she emerges from the restroom five minutes later. “Thank you for dinner.” She smiles, taking her seat.

“So…I brought you here tonight to apologize.”

“I know.”

“And I want to tell you that I am sorry for everything I put you through during those months of us being together. Not officially, but close to. No one has ever called me out on the things I do, and when I heard it from you, I blew up. I felt like you shouldn’t call me out on my shit when you did me wrong five years ago and didn’t care about me. I can be a man and say I fucked up, and I want to make it right. I should have never accused you of not wanting what’s best for me or looking out for me when you tried to tell me about Evelyn.” I let go of one of her hands and drink down the rest of my wine.

“I accept—”

“I’m not finished.” I get up moving to her side of the booth. “I want you to know that I am madly in love with you, and I want to make this right for the both of us. I am not telling you this to try to win you back, or even change your heart. I am telling you this because I have hurt you, and I know you are hurt to the point you can’t stand to see me or be around me for too long. You’ve been gone for two months, but every moment feels as if it’s been a lifetime. I can’t get over you, and I don’t want to. I’m not going to give up anytime soon. I’m too weak to do that. I want you any way you will have me.” I look into her eyes where tears are forming. “Please don’t cry, my love. That’s not what I wanted to happen. I just want you to know I realize how much you are worth. So, you deserve this kind of apology. You are worth more than any gold, diamond, or money in this universe.”

“I have something to tell you.” She sniffles, wiping her nose with the back of her hand. I want to hear what she has to say, but I need her to know everything. This just might be my last and only chance.

“First, let me finish.” She nods her head; I wipe the tears from her face. “When a man is trying to win the heart of a woman, he studies her. He learns her likes, dislikes, habits and hobbies. But after he wins her heart and marries her, he often stops learning about her, and that’s what I did. After you left my life, I stopped studying you, and when you came back, I didn’t try to study you again. I was selfish. I just wanted you, because I knew I could have the Ice Queen. I knew I could bed you. I just want you to know now that my feelings for you go beyond sex, lust, or any momentary physical comfort. I want to marry you, have kids and a family, and spend the rest of my life hand in hand with you, no lies holding us back. No more secrets. Just us.”

She reaches up and wipes my face.

Shit.

I’m crying too. I clear my throat gathering my composure.

“Can we go somewhere…private?” She looks at me. I want to tell her no. I don’t want her to think I want to take her back to my room and fuck her senseless, even if that’s what I want to do. I gave her my word…nothing more than talking. “Caleb?”

“Sure. I think one of the conference rooms is available. I can ask the front desk.”

She grabs my hand, shaking her head. “Your room,” she adds. “I would like to go up to your room.”

“No. I mean—I don’t want you to think that I want to have sex with you. So, I don’t think the room is a good idea. The conference room should be private enough.”

“Caleb, please don’t deny me sex. I need you inside of me. Please.” Her eyes are hungry for me, and she isn’t hiding it. I open my mouth to tell her I don’t think it’s a good idea and she takes my hand, placing it between her legs. She is wet—drenched to the core. How can I say no to her now? “I want to accept your apology and an apology like that deserves to be accepted in bed with you between my legs, fucking me to the point of insanity,” she purrs.

I don’t have to be told twice. I slide out of the booth with her hand in mine.

***

We make it to my room in record time. I open the door; she walks in coming to a stop in the middle of the room. Don’t be shy now, Ms. Selena Lane. I look at her come fuck me heels and my dick strains against my slacks. “I want you out of that dress and naked on my bed. Legs spread wide open for me. I’ve been longing to taste you.”

She glances at the bed, a blush creeping up her neck, staining her cheeks. Fuck, I need to be inside her now. She walks into the bathroom and without further ado and I begin to undress. I unbutton my shirt, kick off my shoes and slacks. I think about leaving on my boxers, but I don’t think I can hold out much longer.

She comes out the bathroom naked, crawling onto the bed. She looks over at me. I tell her to open them, and she does as I say. I walk to the front of the bed admiring her pretty pussy. I lean forward pushing her knees up. God, her pussy is perfect…I can’t wait to stick my tongue deep inside of it. She is horny and dripping wet. I climb onto the bed in between her legs. I need the taste of her on my lips now. I open her legs wider, and I lean into suck and lick her at the same damn time. Not wanting to ever part with her honeydew juices.

I stick my tongue as far inside her pussy as I can get. Her hands make their way into my hair…gathering enough in her hand to hold on tight, pushing my head into her further. I want to taste every bit of her, so I move down to her tight ring, licking her there. She moans, her hands release my hair and grabs the sheets. I move back to her pussy, sucking on her lips and clit. I feel her legs begin to shake, and I know that she is close.

“Caleb,” she shouts as her hands make their way back into my hair as she climaxes. I lick and drink her all up. I never wanted more in my life, but being with Selena is more than good—great, actually. I have no more patience. I align my dick with her pussy and slam into her. Her back arches off the bed and she screams my name again.

I lean down to take her mouth, kissing her deeply. I want her to know this isn’t just sex to me. I want to make love; make her mine to tonight. She kisses me back just as deeply. Her taut nipples poke my chest, begging for my attention. I break the kiss to give them attention and she doesn’t protest. I bite down on one while teasing the other with my index and thumb. She moans inaudible words, clawing at my back.

“You are so, so fucking sweet all over. Are you on the pill? Anything?” She might think I am crazy, but I want her to have my children, now. I want her to be mine. One night isn’t going to do it for me. She looks at me with wide eyes, shaking her head. “I am going to breed you, baby. You are going to have my children.” She likes when I talk dirty because her pussy clenches around my cock, and I thrust harder.

“No, I’m not on anything. Fuck, Caleb,” she moans.

“Do you want to have my children?” I thrust into her again and she nods her head. I mercifully pound inside of her, I feel her pussy clench on my cock, and I know she is at the edge. “Wait for me…” I fuck her faster and harder, my balls begin to swell, and I look into her eyes. “Come for me,” I groan, emptying myself inside of her. She calls my name, digging her nails into my back. I stay inside of her a minute longer making sure my cum does its job. I want her to breed for me.

“That was a-fucking-mazing.” She jumps a little as I pull out.

I kiss her stomach. “What did you want to tell me back in the restaurant?” I lie next to her, pulling her onto my chest. She sits up and looks nervous. “Are you seeing someone?” I ask, sitting up on my elbows. Fuck, she is taken.

“No, about having children, I…”

“I love you, Selena, and I will make an honest woman out of you. We can get married tomorrow if you like. I want to be with you forever and always. If you don’t want children right now, we can wait. But I will not wait for you to become my wife. I screwed up; I know that. However, I will make it up to you from here on out.” She grabs my hand placing it on her stomach; I look at my hand then her face. I can hear my heart beating in my ears. “What?” I ask.

“We never use protection two months ago and—”

“You’re pregnant?” I ask, removing my hand from her stomach, smiling. She says yes, and I can’t wrap her in my arms fast enough. The past two months have been hell without her, and I don’t ever want to be there again. I roll us over, hovering over her. “Ms. Selena Lane, you have made me the luckiest man on Earth.” I kiss her again.

This is what I wanted from the first day I met her walking across the campus lawn nine years ago. I knew she was destined to be mine, and now that I got her back I will do everything in my power to keep her and my little nugget safe and happy.

Selena’s phone goes off.

“Are you going to get that?” I ask, eying her purse on the floor.

“No, I am sure whoever it is can wait until morning.” She kisses me.

The phone rings again and again. I tell her maybe she should answer it, it could be her assistant making sure she is ok. She rolls out the bed, taking her phone out of her purse. She looks at the screen confused.

“Hello?” She answers and her eyes widen as the person on the other end speaks. “Anna, why the hell did you do that? Where are you now?” she pauses. “I’m coming to get you.” She hangs up the phone and starts to get dressed.

“Hey, what’s going on?”

“Anna had a run in with the law. Something about her getting into it with some CEO guy.” She slips her dress on. “Sorry to cut things so short but I have to go save her.”

“No worries, I am coming with you. We are in this together now. I meant what I said: I want to marry you. Once we get Anna out of whatever she got herself into, first thing in the morning you will be Mrs. Selena Hemsworth.” I get out the bed putting my clothes on. This is the beginning of a new life for Selena and me. I know I’m not the perfect guy, but I will try my hardest to be the best damn husband and father. I wasted five years without her, and I am not going to waste another second more.

“Thank you.” She walks towards me, wrapping her arms around my neck. “I love you.”

“I love you more—the both of you.” I give her a peck on the lips. “I think we should leave and get Anna before I drag you back to bed and have my way with you again.”

“Right. Anna first; sex later.” She kisses me once more before heading to the hotel room door. I watch her walk out the room. I am one lucky guy. She is my once in a lifetime, and I’ll be damned if I let her go again.