The dress is short sleeve and stops mid-thigh. It is black with tiny white flowers, I pulled on a pair of black bow patterned tights, then my ankle boots and my leather jacket to give it a more of a casual feel. I left my hair down and added a little touch of makeup.
Stepping up to the door it opens before I get the chance to knock, and there stands Maze, aka Ash Maisley, in all his glory, wearing only a pair of jeans while carrying his crying newborn daughter. His cheeks are flushed, and he looks slightly panicked.
“Oh, thank fuck you are here, I can’t get her to stop crying. She has had a bottle, I have changed her twice, but she is still screaming.” He explains.
We walk into the house and I remove my jacket and boots, before taking Faith from him. I hold her in front of me at arm’s length and notice that her knees at almost up to her chest and I turn and smile at him.
“She is fine, Maze. See her legs are all the way up,” he nods. “It means she has wind; she needs to be burped.”
“Really? Fuck I thought she got enough up,” he runs his hands through his hair and my knees weaken, so I sit on the couch. “she even threw up on me,” he gestures to his naked chest.
“I’m not complaining,” I voice. He smirks at me and looks down at me holding his daughter against my chest, the V on my dress now houses Faith little hand. Blair used to do this with Ana, they said it was the skin to skin contact that made the baby feel safe.
“Do you want a drink or anything?” he ask, and I nod before answering.
“A hot chocolate of you have any?”
“Be right back,” he states and walks out of the room.
I sit back on the couch and settle Fait over my chest and tap her back, then rub my hand up and down, she lets out a loud burb and instantly her legs drop. I smile and kiss the side of her head.
“Good girl. You were freaking your daddy out, little one.” I bring her down and lay her across my thighs, her big green eyes are just like Maze’s there is no denying that. She is beautiful, full lips with a little pert nose.
She is wearing a cute red onesie with snowflakes all over it. Maze walks in, carrying to steamy mugs, with Christmas designs. I chuckle and he smiles at me.
“What?” I nod to the mugs; he sets on the oak coffee table.
“I never would have thought that big bad biker Maze would have Christmas decorations, let alone Christmas mugs.” I state, reaching for my mug. I take a sip and the smooth, hot cholate hits my taste bud and I can’t stop the moan that escapes me, and by looking at Maze neither did he.
“Baby, you need to stop with the sex noises.” Licking his lips, he reaches for his own mug and I smile behind mine, loving that I am affecting him.
“Okay, so I am going to say some shit and I am going to do with while you hold my daughter, so you can’t hit me or make a run for it.” I frown and wait for him to talk. I set my mug back down and take Faith’s little hands in mine, maybe to ground me or remind me that she is there.
“I know you know I liked to fuck around, random women all the time.” I nod. “A small part of me always wanted to have an Old Lady, but a part of me was more than happy shagging whenever I could, I was in a place where random faces where better. Things changed when you and Ana came on the scene, but seeing you and knowing I wasn’t in the right place to offer you more I kept my distance, then Jamie came back into ourlives and I felt more and directed my feelings for her which almost cost me my brother.”
“I remember.” I say, my voice soft, because it was hard seeing him want Jamie who was taken, when I wanted him, and I was single.
“Then all that shit went down with Sabrina and Court but this time I felt more then I had before and I knew that I wanted that, that’s when I hooked up with what’s her face.”
“You really don’t remember women’s names do you, Ash?”
“It’s not that, I just don’t need to say her name, she was a fucking crazy chick, you know that.” He laughs and I nod in agreement because he is right, she was off her rocker.
“When Faith arrived, it made me rethink things and what I want in the future,herfuture as well as mine.” I swallow hard, my heart is pumping a mile a minute in my chest. He took my hand and held it is his. I can feel the rough skin on parts of his palm from years of working in the garage.
“That future includes you, Zarah. I want it to include you. No more random women, no more crazy chicks. As cheesy as it sounds, I want to see if this.” He waves his hand between us. “has a place to go. What do you say?”
My eyes bounce between his to see if he is being genuine or not. The thought did occur to me that he only wanted me to help him out with Faith, you know being the only single woman around the club.
I lick my lips and his gazed drops to my mouth; I bite the corner of my lip and Maze jumps to his feet before leaning over to take Faith from my lap. He kisses me on the head and spins on his heel.
“The little miss to go to bed, the adults need to play.” Is all he says as he struts out of the room. My heart goes wild in my chest at his‘adults need to play,’ words.
I know what he means, and I am both excited and nervous about it, but I am definitely thankful that I shaved everywhere before coming over here. Reaching for my mug, then tucking my feet under my bum, I sip on the deliciousness and moan again. Looking up at the TV above the fire I see that the Christmas film The Nativity is playing, and I smile, this is a classic British film and who doesn’t love Martin Freeman.
Looking around I can only imagine that the Old Ladies helped him with the decorating. It has a sweet non-fussy Christmas feel to it, it suits Maze. I smile when my gaze lands on two stockings hanging over the fire, one with Faith’s name and one with ‘Daddy,’ the third hook is empty and my heart stutters in my chest thinking a stocking could hang there with my name, or the word ‘Mummy’ one day.
“She is down for the count.” Maze’s vice interrupts my thoughts. I smile up at him as she walks around the couch and sits close to me, that out thighs are touching. Maze takes the mug from my hand and cups my cheek, moving his face closer until out lips are a breath way.
