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Facing the music, I went to her. Sitting on the couch beside her, my elbows were on my knees. I hung my head. “I’m not sure you can ever forgive me,” I said honestly.

But the truth was I couldn’t forgive myself. I didn’t deserve Eve anymore. Not after how I treated her after she left our wedding. Getting drunk and taking advantage was only the very worst of it. I didn’t even remember it at first. I drowned my sorrows in sleazy pussy. When I learned what I had done to her, I didn’t even attempt to make amends. Since memories of me threatening to rape her had come back to me. Deserving her disdain, I had wanted her to hate me.

Eve touched my arm, “I’ve already forgiven you.”

“I’m not sure you can forgive and forget everything I’ve done. All the women I’ve been with since. The countless whores.”

Looking away, she said, “I don’t want to hear about any of it. We weren’t together so it doesn’t matter.”

I didn’t believe that.

Eve went on, “I don’t expect you to come back to me for this baby. If there’s no future for us anymore, I’d like to know, so I quit pining for it. I must know if you still love me. If there’s a second chance for us.”

“Eve Angel, I never stopped loving you.” I turned to her. Her dreamy eyes begged me to kiss her, show her some affection. Sitting next to me, Eve was damn perfection, six months pregnant or not. In fact, she was even better, even curvier where it counted. If I kissed her, I may not be able to stop myself. My heart stopped beating when I thought of harming her again like that. I couldn’t just blame the alcohol and pills for that night I lost control. I rarely wanted Eve’s consent even when we were consensual. Force was a kink of mine. And before I knew what I’d done, I’d hurt her plenty all the same.

Eve’s big brown eyes fluttered. Her angelic voice practically sang, “I’ve never stopped loving you Hallow. I’ve prayed for things to be as they were. When you loved me back. I’m ready for this nightmare to be done and gone.”

We felt the same.

Leaning over, I took her cheek in my hand. Our noses touched. My lips hovered over hers. I said, “I’m sure you want me to break things off with Steph first.”

Eve whimpered, “It would be best.”

And it happened, we kissed. I tasted sweet Eve again. Just like the first night we met, it was instant. We didn’t have to work on things. We were back. All my resolve crumbled, and I jumped in with two feet. I would break the news to Steph. I’d have my Angel back. But most importantly, I’d be a better man for her. I’d give up booze and whores. I was going to be the father of her child. Soon, I’d ask her to marry me again. All would be back to how it was before.

Feeling right at home, I couldn’t touch all of Eve quick enough. Shy and timid, she was reluctant at first. And then there was what Kingpin said about Eve’s condition in the back of my mind. I didn’t know if we could be intimate. Bringing her to me, I had her straddling my lap.

“Is this alright,” I asked her, trying to be gentle as I pressed my cock against her crotch. It was still safely in my jeans. She still had her pants on as well.

Breathless, Eve didn’t look too sure. If anything, she looked frightened, uncomfortable. She could never pretend.

“I heard you may not be able to have sex?”

“Who told you that?” She sputtered, her face reddening. There was my innocent girl. My dick twitched wanting to spear sweet innocent, red faced Eve.

“Kingpin told me. How would that fucker even know?” I griped.

“I guess because he’s dealing with his pregnant wife, and he knows about the risks with this pregnancy.”

“Why?”

“I told him.”

“Why would you tell that asshole anything?” I growled. I hated that she had anything to do with that biker.

Eve didn’t answer. She studied the ceiling. There was nothing to say. I knew she was just as much under his thumb as I was. Once I suspected they had something going on, but with her pregnant with my child, I had nothing to worry about anymore. Besides, I’d been gone so long if Prez wanted her, he’d have had her by now. In any case, Kingpin was the one bribing me to come back to her. The joke was on him. In my heart and soul, I wanted Eve back more than anything, but I got a position he’d kept from me out of it. I was winning.

Her other words hit. “What risks?”

Shaking her head, she whispered, “It’s nothing. I just might have this baby early. I’m far enough along that he’d survive so it’s no biggie.”

“He,” I exclaimed. A fucking son.

“Did Kingpin not tell you that, since he’s telling all my business?” Eve sounded pissed.

“No.” For the first time, I let myself feel the significance of it all. What I felt was pure joy, gratitude. I was a lucky man. What I’d lost was in my reach again, in my goddamn lap, literally. The universe had brought Eve back to me, and we were having a son. I wanted inside her like never before. My dick jerked between us.

“Are you able to or not?” I asked her, rocking against her.

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