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“I l-love you t-too,” Embry replied, still highly emotional and wrecked. I prayed that I could help repair her tattered heart, and maybe one day get the chance to make a promise I knew I could keep, but one that would bring her comfort and happiness too.
We wrapped our arms around each other once again and didn’t let go for a very long time.
Braxton
I knew something was wrong the moment Jurnee walked in the door. Face red, eyes puffy, she must have been crying on her drive home. I couldn’t stand seeing my girl that way. Walking over to her as she came through the living room where I had been waiting for her, I got up close and personal, tipped her face up to mine, and kissed each sorrow-filled eye, her nose, then her quivering lips, and last, the cute as hell dimple on her chin. Then, I pulled back to gaze into her sad, broken eyes.
“Babe, what’s wrong?”
Her lips trembled like she was going to start crying again at any moment, but she was working hard to hold it together.
“Can I shower, we get some food, and then talk about it?” she asked, quietly.
“Of course.” I wasn’t one to deny her anything and whatever she wanted to do, I would be there when she was ready.
“How about I start dinner, while you go shower?”
“Thanks, Brax, that sounds wonderful,” she replied as she reached out and gently touched my arm, giving me a small smile. The gesture, especially when she was so upset, was sweet.
It was so Jurnee.
Then, she headed up the stairs to our room. God, I loved the sound of that, even if it made me a big old sap. We had been living together now for a few weeks, and it had been so damn awesome. Memories had been made already, some soft and tender, and others were so hot and heavy, I thought the room may combust from the heat we were making. Either way, there was always passion between us.
As I’d made dinner, I pondered and wracked my brain as to what may have gone wrong for my girl today. I didn’t think it had anything to do with that Jenkins guy or she would have called me from work. I also didn’t think it was about us, because things had been really good, and even though she was sad when she came in, she was still very responsive to me like she usually was, not distant. So maybe it was something with her, Summer, and Alley, or possibly at work. Whatever it was, I would find a way to make it better.
I’d been looking forward to tonight with just the two of us, dinner in, and some flicks on the TV as we cuddled up together on the couch. We’d had some great evenings like that together already, and it was exactly why I had bought the house. It was all a matter of finding the right person to share it with, and I’d found Jurnee.
And though I knew someday I wanted kids, which had been another reason for buying my home, I hadn’t known the want would be so strong, or so soon until she came back into my life. But I haven't really talked to her about it much, because I knew it was a hard subject for her. My head said we needed time to grow, but with Jurnee, my heart and soul was always ready to shoot for the stars with her.
Our dinner was almost done, we were having taco casserole and it had about five more minutes in the oven when I heard Jurnee heading down the stairs. Hoping the shower helped a little, I waited for her to come into the kitchen. As she rounded the corner, I was about to ask her if it had but got tongue-tied.
Fuck, this woman makes me forget my words.
Wet hair cascading down her back, boy shorts that had her gorgeous limbs on display, and a tank top with just a glimpse of cleavage that teased me real damn good, certainly had my tongue twisted like a pretzel. All that exposed skin and the sexy look was about to drop me to my knees. My Dimples didn’t understand just how beautiful and fucking alluring she was. Which to me made her even hotter.
Walking right up to me, she wrapped her arms around my middle and hugged me close. “Thanks for making dinner.”
“No problem,” I said against her neck where I had dropped my mouth to breathe in her favorite cherry scent.And mine too now.
“Brax, you’re sniffing me again.” She giggled.
“Babe, I can’t help it. You smell so fucking good.”
“You do too,” she said as she pressed her nose to my chest and made a production out of sniffing me over and over. It was awesome to see her smile, and not cry, but I knew that would change when we started talking about what was wrong earlier.
The timer went off on the oven and she pulled away. “Let’s grab some plates and go sit in the living room and we can talk,” I told her. It killed me to see her happy face vanish. But she didn’t argue, just grabbed a plate.
Sitting on the couch, I left the TV off as we started to eat. We were both silent for a few minutes as I imagined she was just getting her bearings before she told me what made her so miserable earlier, and I was letting her take the time she needed, but she looked so lost I had to ask her.
“Tell me what has you so upset, so I can fix it.” Her face fell even more, and her lips trembled as moisture started falling from her eyes.
“Y-you can’t f-fix it...there’s no w-way to d-do that.”
“Let me try Dimples, please?” I pleaded.
Setting her fork down, she proceeded to explain about her talk with Embry today and how she couldn’t handle the idea of her being placed somewhere else or the fact there was always the chance that she wouldn’t be around at the center anymore. But she also knew that she deserved a special home and family of her own. It was only a matter of time before her worthless father was out of the picture.
God, the emotion when she talked about the special little girl, would hit anyone right where it hurts. Hearing how Embry pleaded with my girl to go home with her and explained how she was scared killed me. I now knew why Jurnee was full of sorrow tonight when she’d come home. She managed to eat a little as she told me all about it, but it was obvious she wasn’t very hungry.
