Chapter 29 Now
Evie, and Gabriel had been on the base with me for a little over six weeks now, and we quickly fell into a new normal. She made fast friends with our neighbors, and everyone seemed to love her. Gabriel had even made a new friend who was around the same age as him. My bachelor pad, was suddenly turned into a playhouse, and I absolutely loved it. I was home from training by six every night, and while Evie cooked dinner, I gave Gabe his bath. He began to look forward to it too, rushing to me when I walked in the front door.
We played with boats, and squirt guns, always leaving a mess on the bathroom floor, but it was well worth the clean up. Hearing his laughter, and watching his eyes light up like his mother's always hit me right square in the chest. I'd just finished getting his pajamas on, and brushing his unruly hair, when Evie rounded the corner to his bedroom.
“Who's ready for dinner?” She asked, smiling.
“Pizza!” Gabriel yelled, rushing past me, and into the kitchen.
“I'm ready for dessert.” I said, scooping Evie up into a princess hold and pressing my lips against hers. She laughed, swatting at me playfully, until I put her down. “Are you happy Hermosa?” I asked, brushing my hand against her cheek lightly.
“You ask me the same question every day Jake, and my answer is always the same. More than I ever thought possible.” She responded, kissing my palm, before taking it hers and leading me into the kitchen. Gabe was already sitting in his booster seat, holding his milk cup in his hands. I laughed, ruffling his head, before putting a slice of homemade pizza on a plate, and cutting it into small squares for him.
“You know you don't have to do that right?” Evie said, placing her hand on my back. “You've been at work all day, I don't mind bathing him, and making his dinner plate.”
“And I've told you.” I said, turning to face her. Reaching up, I framed her face with my hands, and gave her a quick peck on the lips. “I enjoy it.”
“You're an amazing daddy Jake. I'm so sorry, I ever kept him from you.”
“Enough of that.” I said, making us plates of our own, and placing them down on the table. “Let's eat.”
We sat together, for the next half hour, enjoying our meal together. When we'd finished, we all sat down on the couch to watch a little paw patrol, and when the clock struck eight, Evie took Gabe into his bedroom. She read him a story, and before he drifted off to sleep, I snuck in to give him a quick kiss goodnight.
He was fast asleep within seconds, and I joined Evie on the couch, pulling her into my side. “How was your day?” I asked.
“I'm getting bored Jake.” She sighed, snuggling into me. “I miss work.”
“You want to go back to SanFrancisco?” I asked thoughtfully, pressing a kiss on top of her head.
“Luke's girlfriend was telling me that they could use some help with medical training. I know I'm not trained by the army, but maybe I could volunteer my time? Just to get out of the house a bit. She offered to watch Gabe a few days a week. What do you think?”
“I'll support whatever you want to do Hermosa. I know being here, hasn't been an easy adjustment for you.”
“It hasn't been all bad.” She said, rubbing her hand over my chest. “Just.. different. I have four more months, if not more before my practice will be ready, I'd just like to contribute something.”
“Is that what this is about? You don't like me taking care of you?” I asked, only half joking.
“You know me. I've always taken care of myself. It's weird, using your debit card to buy shampoo for myself.” She laughed. “I probably sound crazy.”
“I'll talk to General Wyatt, and see if there's a place for you. In the meantime, if you feel the need to pay me back.. I have a few ideas.” I said, with a smirk.
“I'll bet you do.” She said, moving from the crook of my arm, to straddle my lap. “Let's see, that's six weeks of food, shelter, and-”
I silenced her with a kiss, my hands resting on her ass, giving her cheeks a hard squeeze. She laughed into my mouth. “Feel free to use kisses as a method to shut me up any time.” She said, before reaching up to tangle her hands in my hair. Our kiss deepened, and she began to slowly rock her hips against my growing erection. I opened my legs wider, to relieve some of the restraint my fatigues had caused. “Bedroom?” She breathed out, between kisses.
“Bedroom.” I agreed standing, and taking her with me. Her legs wrapped around my waist, and her arms around my neck, as I carried her to the bed. I set her down gently when I reached it, and began removing my fatigues. She pulled her sweater over her head, and shimmied out of her jeans, leaving her in only her bra and panties. Catching my eye, she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, tossing it uncerimoniously at my face. She quickly fell into a fit of laughter, and in two strides, I was pressing her down onto the mattress. “You think your funny huh?” I teased, nipping her neck with my teeth, knowing it drove her wild.
“Hilarious.” She said, on a soft moan, pulling my face back up to hers. “Now take your boxers off.”
I rolled to my side, doing as I was told, and I watched, as she removed her own panties. There she lay, gloriously naked, and entirely mine. “I'm always in the mood to make you cum, Hermosa.” I growled, before pulling her on top of me. She smiled wide, her hands flat on my chest. “Good, because I'm in the mood.” She said biting her lip, and guiding me inside of her.
She worked her hips, grinding against me, using my chest for leverage. I gripped her hips, urging her to take me in harder, and deeper. She responded with a moan that sounded almost carnal, so I doubled my efforts. My eyes locked on hers, as she reached one hand up to cup her full breast. Her hair was a wild tangle of curls around her face, and her cheeks were flush with passion. She rode my cock like she owned it, her core clenching as she came closer, and closer to the brink.
“Cum para mi Hermosa.” (Cum for me, beautiful) I said, gripping her hips even tighter, and within seconds, that's exactly what she was doing, bringing me right along with her. It had always been this way with us. Passionate, and completely unbridled, and I hoped like hell that it would always be that way.
Evie lay on top of me, spent. Her legs tangled in mine, and her arm on my chest. I held her close, rubbing my hand across her back, occasionally grazing her ass, and giving it a light tap. This was what heaven was, laying in bed with the woman you loved, knowing that no one could take it away from you. I don't know how I survived these past few years without her. Having her back in my life again was all that I ever could have hoped for. And that was my last thought before falling asleep that night.
When I woke the next morning to the sound of my alarm, I quickly silenced it, as not to wake Evie. She was laying on her stomach, her hair splayed across her pillow. I couldn't help but stare at her for a moment, before sneaking out of bed to get into the shower. I'd been trying to let her sleep in since the day she moved in, but she said the bed felt cold, and empty without me in it. I knew the feeling all too well, and even though I knew she loved me, and we were moving forward, I still had that fear.
I had just rinsed the shampoo from my hair, when I heard the bathroom door click open. A few seconds later, Evie was slipping into the shower behind me. She pressed her hands on my back, and ran them down until she found my hips. She reached around me then, her slick hands gripping my erection. “Good morning.” I said, attempting to turn, and face her.
“Mmm mmm.” She said, using one hand to keep me in place, and the other to begin stroking me. “I'm making up for lost time.”
“Me too.” I said overpowering her, and turning to face her. In one swift motion, I picked her up, and pressed her back against the cool tile, slipping inside of her effortlessly. “I love you Hermosa.” I whispered against her lips, as I pushed deep inside of her.
“I love you too.” She said, her voice hitching as I slid in, and out of her. Every thrust of my hips brought me deeper, and deeper into her folds. I could feel her walls begin to tighten around me, and I worked my hips harder. Grinding against her harder, and faster searching for the release that we both so desperately needed. Her hands tugged at my hair, and I bent my head to nip her neck. That was all she needed to lose control, and as she spasmed around me, my own release was inevitable. She let out a long blissful sigh, a smile spreading wide across her face. “Have a good day at work.” She said laughing softly, and only stopping when my lips captured hers.
I did have a good day at work. Of course, a lot of that was thanks to Evie. But, it was also thanks to General Wyatt. When I approached him about some kind of training position for Evie, he was apprehensive at first. But, when I explained our situation, and informed him that I wasn't planning on re enlisting at the end of my IRR, he offered me something different. I wanted to call Evie the minute that he asked me, but I also wanted to tell her the news in person.
I walked into the front door, where Gabriel ran to greet me. “Hi daddy, chicken noodle soup!” He yelled, informing me of tonight's dinner.
“Hey buddy. Where's your mama?” I asked, glancing around the small space, and not seeing her. Scooping Gabe up, I put him in his booster chair, and made him a bowl of soup. It was pretty hot, so I set it on the counter to cool, and gave him a slice of corn bread to keep him busy. “Evie?” I called out, as I walked into our bedroom.
I found her knee deep in a pile of clothes in the closet. I covered my mouth, trying not to laugh, as I watched her stepping over piles, and attempting to climb out. “What happened?” I asked, still stifling my laughter.
“I was putting clothes away, and the whole damn shelf fell off the wall!” She said, with a mixture of anger, and disbelief.
“Well, you do have a lot of clothes.” I teased.
She starred me down with her most evil; evil eye, and I put my hands up. “I'm sorry Hermosa.” I grinned. “Would it make you feel any better if I told you I had some good news?”
“Maybe.” She said, allowing me to help her out of the closet.
“What if I told you we could move back to San Francisco in six weeks? For good.”
“What? How?” She asked, the excitement evident in her voice.
“I went to General Wyatt to ask about finding you a position, and I explained to him that after IRR I wouldn't be returning. He was upset at first, but after a long talk he offered me a position instead.”
“What kind of position?”
“He wants me to run the recruiting office. Go to the local high schools, give a few speeches, and find him more soldiers. He says I have good insticts, and I could really make an impact on kids lives, especially the ones interested in special ops. If I accept, we can be back home, in our home by Christmas.”
“Is that what you want? To work in a recruiting office?” She asked, the excitement from her eyes, fading a little.
“Let's go home Hermosa.” I said, reaching for her hand. I ran my thumb over her ring. “Let's go home, and let's get married.”