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I wasn’t bullshitting her when I said I was falling in love with her.

Only I wasn’t falling. Iwasin love with her.

17

Hope

The past five days had been the best of my life. It sounded weird even to me. Me happy, like school girl happy? Yes, and I was dealing with it pretty well.

Levi had been staying at my place. Having him in my bed but not having sex was different, in a good way. We cuddled and kissed. He held me through the night, and I’d never felt safer.

I was starting to believe my concussion was a blessing in disguise, forcing us to focus on who we were as people and how we’d mesh as a couple. We already knew we had chemistry and that we were scorching hot together. But rockin’ sex wouldn’t be enough to sustain us long-term. We needed an emotional connection if we were going to last, and boy, did we have one.

It was so easy and natural to be with Levi. We enjoyed the same television shows and music. We both liked helping people—in different ways.

What really did it for me, which made my heart sing his praises, was how he talked to our baby every morning and night. I knew he was a keeper when he told the baby, “ I love you, little bean.”

I also learned how protective Levi could be. The baby and I were his top priority. He inspected the windows and locks, replaced our fire extinguisher because it had expired, and had a prospect guarding me when he had to be somewhere.

I’d asked myself dozens of times how I’d gotten so lucky. I would’ve back-peddled and pushed Levi away if I got inside my head, so I didn’t let myself go there.

Surprisingly, I discovered I was stronger than I realized. I could actually shut out my mother’s hateful words before they drowned me. Verbal abuse was a wicked beast to overcome.

“Is there anything else you want me to do before I leave?” Mercy had been cleaning the apartment and putting up fall decorations.

“It looks great.” I glanced around and sniffed the air in the room. “Smells good too.”

“Apple pie scented plugin. Gotta make a good first impression with Hustler’s parents.”

Bobbing my head, I went to the kitchen to refill my glass with water. If I thought about it too much, I might get nervous about meeting them. As of today, Doctor Hayes gave me permission to do what I felt comfortable doing.

I couldn’t wait to get out of the house and back to my normal everyday life. There was just one caveat, Levi’s rules. I wasn’t sure he’d agree to me working the graveyard shift anymore.

“It’s my favorite scent. By the way, I probably won’t be here when you get home,” I told her.

“Why’s that?”

“Levi wants to take me for a drive to show me where he’s at when he’s not with me.”

“Aww, that’s adorable.”

“It’s super adorable.” My heart fluttered. Every day Levi did something that made me fall a little more for him. He truly was magnificent. I didn’t try to fight my feelings anymore. It was better to let nature do its thing.

The door opened, and my man entered, carrying flowers.

“Hi!” I went to him and gave him a kiss. Butterflies danced in my stomach every time he returned to me. I’d get a fullness in my chest, and a smile spread across my face. Genuine joy pumped into my heart, then a sense of relief would temper my excitement. Of course, I had no reason to worry if he would come back when he said he would. Levi wasn’t my parents.

“Look at you, pretty lady.” He whistled, checking me out. My smile grew. “How are you feeling? I brought these for you.” He handed me the flowers, which were a mix of fall colors.

“Aww, thank you. I feel pretty good.” My headaches and the lump on my forehead were nearly gone.

“Good. My parents should be here any minute.” He took my hand and led me to the couch. This man tried to keep me off my feet as much as possible. Whatever I needed or wanted, he got for me. His attentiveness blew my mind.

“That’s my cue to leave.” Mercy grabbed her purse. “Have a good evening.” She waved enthusiastically on her way out the door.

“I love this dress.” Levi touched the hem and wiggled his eyebrows, teasing the back of my thigh with his fingers. “If you were fully healed, I’d bend you over the sofa and take you from behind.”

“I’ll be sure to wear it again next week after Brady gives me the all-clear.” I exhaled an aroused breath. The light stroking of his fingers on my skin turned me on, maybe more than when he was rough. I enjoyed being ravaged, but his sensual kisses and caresses made me feel loved.

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