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“None,” she says, resigned. I breathe a sigh of relief. The dread I have felt since I saw her eases into nothing. “How many girls did you make come with this massive cock?” She squeezes me with her inner muscles. My eyes roll back in my head.
“There has never been anyone, but you. The thought of being with anyone else is repulsive. You can’t know your soulmate is out there and fuck someone else it’s impossible to do. You know don’t you?”
“Yes,” she whispers.
“It’s why neither one of us sought out pleasure in the last five years, besides the fact, we were never officially over. We made promises. The miles between us didn’t change anything for me. She nods and begins to move her hips. I flip over onto my back, letting her take control of her pleasure.
What began in anger ended like it always did. Extreme satisfaction and love.
Time couldn’t change that. Nothing can.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
MARCH
God, he is too good-looking, and that is the problem. I am sitting beside him while he drives my truck to the next location, sneaking peeks at his muscles and that face I have always loved, and I know these are the reasons I am so damn careless once again. I slept with him again with no protection. What the hell was I thinking? Ha, that's funny. That's just it. I wasn't thinking. “I can hear you thinking, Peaches.” Joshua puts his hand on my thigh and smiles at me before looking back at the road. “Just go with it, Peaches. Just feel and follow your heart. See where it takes us.”
My mind keeps conjuring up the angry sex we had last night and how freaking hot it was. I mean, when we were first together, he was always gentle and soft. But last night, last night was a grown man, fucking the woman who pissed him off, showing her whose boss. Hell, my pussy is still sore from how many times he took me last night. “I remember when there was a time when I lived to hear you call me that,” I confess to him, leaning my head back against the seat headrest.
“Then why the hell did you leave, March? I don’t get it. I thought we loved each other. Was I wrong? Was I in it alone?” I can hear the anguish in his heart, and my own is bleeding yet clogged up, thinking of the time we missed. “Did you really love me?” The car has stopped because we are in the driveway of the next place, so I look at him and shake my head.
“Not now, Josh. Okay?” Right when I finish saying that, my video chat call goes. “Shit,” I mumble under my breath. Everything wants to come out in the open today. I know it is my sisters; I video chat no one else. I should ignore it, but I also don’t want them to worry since I haven't talked to them and told them I have someone with me. So, I answer it.
“It's about time. How are you? Are you okay? You haven’t been kidnapped?” I am trying to keep a straight face, but between the confused face Joshua has beside me, and the ridiculous questions from them, I can’t help myself. I burst out laughing before January gets the upset look on her face and then I stop. She cries at the drop of a hat, and I don't want to be one of the reasons she is sad.
“Hey ladies. I am fine. I dropped Junie off, remind me to give you my grandfather's number so you can call and talk to her. She would love to hear from her aunties.”
“Oh yeah. I love talking to that girl. She is a riot.” February says, smiling fondly. Beside me, I hear Joshua whisper, aunties?
“Whose that?” January asks with her supersonic ears. She looks ridiculous cocking her head to the side like she is peeking around a corner or something. Sighing, I roll my eyes and turn the phone toward Joshua.
“January, February, this is Joshua. Joshua, these are my sisters.” His eyebrows raise to the top of his head, and I get it. But right now is not the time.
“Wait, is he thee Josh? How did this happen?” Oh, brother. I need to end this.
“All in due time, ladies. Listen, we just pulled up to Mr. Clifton’s in Missoula. I promise I will call you later.” They both look at me like they don’t believe me, but we hang up. I can hear the questions in his head, but I just get out of the car. I hear the other door close and toward him.
“I am coming this time, baby.” He holds his hand out for me to take, and without thinking about it, as natural as being in his arms, I put my hand in his and walk to the door. There is no doorbell, so I knock, and we step back. I look at Josh and drop my eyes in sadness before looking back at him.
“Well, now you get to see.” He opens his mouth to speak, but the door begins to open. An older gentleman with obvious sight issues walks to the door.
“Hello?!”
“Mr. Clifton. Hi. My name is March. I was wondering if you had a second to talk?” he chuckles and shakes his head.
“Child I have nothing but minutes, nowadays. You have to excuse me not inviting you in, but due to the non-capacity to see, I don’t let people I don't know into my home.”
“Oh, I understand. This won’t take long. I was just wondering if you donated a sample before you enlisted?”
“Oh, my dear, I wish I had. Not too long after I enlisted I lost my sight due to a bomb. I never had a chance to have a family after that.” My heart breaks for him.
“Well, I am so sorry to have bothered you. You have a great day.” When we make it back to the truck, Josh takes a deep breath.
“What the hell is going on, March. Do you think I have a right to know now?”
“Yeah. I think it is time I tell you everything.” I just hope he still wants me after I tell him what I allowed my mom to convince me of. I am done fighting what I feel. God and everyone knows I am still in love with him, and now that he is back in my life and has been back inside of me, I don’t think I could live through him leaving again. I take a deep breath and tell him my story.
CHAPTER TWELVE
