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Behind the counter is a light pink that goes to a hallway, where there's a bathroom for my girl and her employees, and a door that leads upstairs to a full kitchen/office/nursery combo. Off that doorway, the hallway opens up into a massive kitchen with top-of-the-line equipment and walk-in fridge and freezer.
Livvy turns to me in shock, and I just shrug and say, "Anything for my girl."
Her tears fall as she rushes to me and jumps into my arms. I catch her instantly, her legs wrapping around my waist, her arms around my neck as her lips press against mine in a passionate kiss.
She breaks the kiss before she rasps, "I don't deserve you."
I shake my head at her, kissing her harder as I walk around the counter and into the light gray hallway, where I push her up against the wall, pressing my jean-covered erection against her panty covered heat.
I break the kiss and gently rub my nose along her neck as I undo my jeans and move her panties aside. I place the head of my cock at her clit, gently rubbing the piercing against it, before placing it at her entrance, and thrusting forward. She gasps as I groan, never getting enough of this…of her.
I nip her neck before looking into her eyes and rasp, "When are you going to realize that you always deserved me. You're mine, Freckles, just like I'm yours, because I fucking love you."
She tears up again, and I kiss her hard, then make love to her in the hallway before bending her over her brand-new stainless-steel counter taking her hard and fast from behind.
This girl is my fucking world. I couldn't think of a life without her in it.
22
Olivia
I bite my bottom lip as I look into the long mirror in our room. My light blue dress hits me mid-knee and has square straps showing barely any cleavage.
That's respectable, right?
Maybe I'm a little too dressed up?
Damn it. Maybe I need to change again?
I gather my crazy hair up and try placing it to one side in frustration before Jonny's voice hits my ears.
"You look beautiful, Freckles." I look at his reflection. We lock eyes, and my heart jumps. He's leaning against the doorframe with nothing but a pair of jeans on, his arms crossed over his bare, muscular chest.
I swallow hard, still not believing we're here right now. That I am with him.
After believing he was a cheating ass that used me, I felt I didn't deserve him. We've lost out on two years together because of me, and my stubbornness and pride. We all know I would have forgiven him just months after the BBQ—heck, I didn't even tell him when I lost our baby.
God, I was such a martyr bitch!
I shake my head, my guilt still eating away at me, and him showing me my dream bakery yesterday is not helping. Jonny explained that only a small portion of the profits will go to the club, otherwise the bakery is my baby.
I don't deserve him or his kindness.
"Baby, when are you going to stop beating yourself up?"
I give him a weak smile in the mirror and ask, "You saying you don't like my groveling?"
He smirks, and I know that our “fun”—him taking my ass for the first time, in the tub last night, is clearly flashing in his mind.
"No, I'm not going to say that, because I fucking love it. What I hate is you beating yourself up."
I raise a brow. "Jonny, you groveled for two years when you didn’t have to. I forgave you within a few months, yet I kept pushing you away, believing your ex's lies instead of speaking to you. Damn it, Jonny, I didn't even tell you when I lost our baby."
He shrugs and says, “And? I love you, Olivia. I'd grovel for eternity for what I did." He shakes his head, then pushes off the doorframe and walks over to me. My eyes go to his Olivia and April tattoos, before his arms wrap around my waist from behind. I lean against him, the back of my head going to his chest as his chin goes to the top of my head.
He rasps, "I would walk to the ends of the earth to make you mine, Livvy. I fucked up as well, and I think you need to remember that, baby. We're both at fault, not just you. Stop torturing yourself, and let's just be happy."
I snort but nod and sigh. "Does that mean I don't have to go?"
