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Chapter Four
The trip back up to The Hamptons had gone better than I had anticipated. My heart was full watching my sisters get closer to Billie and Colby. We stayed the whole week and were fortunate the kids had clicked with Colby the way they did, too. I was confident everyone would love them, but even I was in awe at how my family had taken to them.
What was unexpected was how quickly my father had taken to Colby, he even took him for a ride to see the grounds on his golf cart. He’d never shown that much interest in any of the other grandchildren, not even Brock. Then again, Colby was at the age where he questioned everything. I guessed this had presented my father with a challenge, whereas Brock was still a little younger.
Once we came back home, the week dragged on with Billie doing her job and Colby at school. I’d gone home to my own place with the intention of writing some songs and catching up with my friends, but two days without Billie had left me feeling restless and lost, like there was something missing from my life.
The moment it dawned on me nothing would fix the dull ache in my chest until I saw her again, I packed up some shit and headed back to Billie’s house, feeling determined to discuss and resolve our living situation. It heartened me to know she and Colby had missed me and were glad when I returned.
After another frustrated night in Billie’s bed, I was all but tapped out with Billie’s frigid behavior because Colby might hear what we did. The only thing that kept me going was knowing it was Logan’s turn to have Colby for the weekend.
In my view, no sex for three days was better than frustrating sex, so I’d decided a self-imposed celibacy was in order, but by Friday morning, I felt as if my poor loaded balls had been about to explode when Billie had bent over and rummaged through a bottom drawer without any panties on.
With my frustration maxed out, I headed into the shower that morning while Billie made breakfast, with the intention of relieving my situation by rubbing a quick one out.
I’d barely gotten started, with my girl’s naked image in my mind, when I became distracted by the sound of rustling outside the shower cubicle over by the vanity sinks. Turning my head, I wiped steam from the glass and saw Colby crouched down by the cupboard underneath. God, I hope he didn’t see what I was doing.
I hid myself with my hand, turning my body away from his direction as he stood and caught my gaze. He flashed me a bright happy smile. “Morning, Sawyer, mom sent me to get some toothpaste. I’m all out in my bathroom,” he stated, innocently. I forced a smile back.
As quietly as he’d arrived, he slipped back out into the bedroom again, closing the bathroom door behind him. Grabbing the natural sponge from the soap holder in the shower, I bit into it roughly and let a frustrated groan tear from my throat.
“Excuse me?” Colby asked, briefly opening the door again when I’d thought he had gone.
“Nothing buddy, I was only clearing my throat.”
“Okay, oh, I forgot, my mom said you have less than ten minutes before we have to leave, she has an early appointment at work today.”
Giving up, I quickly hosed myself down with the shower, got dried and dressed, and made it downstairs as Billie pulled on her coat. “Don’t forget Colby is being picked up by Logan today,” she reminded me. Although I loved the little guy, her prompt brought a wicked smile to my lips.
“Still finishing at 5 p.m.?” I asked, sounding very upbeat, despite my raging hormones.
“Yeah, I’ll be home around 5:45p.m.”
“No, don’t come home. I’ll pick you up on the bike,” I said, quickly. “I’ll bring you some slacks and another jacket. You can leave your things in the trunk of your car and we’ll pick it up over the weekend.
“You’re taking me somewhere?” she asked, eyes widening with interest.
“Aw, that’s not fair I’m going to Dad’s and I’ll miss out,” Colby chipped in.
“Sorry, dude, this is an adult outing. Besides, we would never dream of doing something you’d like without you.” Colby appeared satisfied with my answer, hugged my waist, and headed on out to the car.
“Are we going anywhere nice?”
“I think you’ll like it, but you’ll have to wait and see what I have in mind. Now shake a leg, I thought you were going to be late?” Billie checked the wristwatch she very seldom wore, pecked me on the lips, and before I could grab her by her waist she ran straight out the door. I sighed both in disappointment at the loss of her and at having to wait until the evening to see her again.
I pulled out my cell, knowing she wouldn’t answer the phone while she was driving.
“Hey, darlin’ it’s me,” I stated in a deep husky tone. “Your ass looked so fucking hot in that skirt this morning. I almost broke my fingers keeping them tight in a fist so as not to stroke them over those curves and slide my hand between your thighs. Hmm,” I hummed seductively, an octave lower. “I think I need to figure a way to make you know where I want to be during the times I can’t touch you. Don’t worry, I’ll rectify this later, beautiful.” I snickered as I closed out the voicemail, imagining how she’d react when she heard it.
Almost an hour later, I got a voice message in response.
“Sawyer Michael Wild,” she stated, sounding pissed. “Thanks for that this morning, your voice message gave Tricia a laugh. Next time keep your voice down because she heard the whole damned thing. Now she’s waiting for the next installment.”
Hearing her message made me grin. I loved taking her out of her comfort zone, and I had more plans to do this that weekend. When I was at my parents’ place, I had ensured no one was using the penthouse my father owned in New York City and had already set in motion some arrangements for a romantic weekend for us both.
As Billie had been jittery at times about money, I had been cautious about introducing her to my family’s wealth before she was ready, because I knew how intimidated Hammer and Strings had been by it when they first met me. It was only money and I never wanted Billie to feel less because of it.
The city penthouse had been in my family for about twenty years and was bought for my father as a gift from my mom on their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. It had great sentimental value as it was situated at the top of David Chipperfield’s building on West 40thStreet between 5th and 6th Avenues and looked directly at The Empire State building, which was where my father had proposed to her all those years before.
