He cleared his throat. “Randa, she walked in on me lookin’ at those pictures and I flat out asked her about them. She said that her and her friends wanted to pay back an ex-lover that pissed her off and if that isn’t enough evidence for you, on the first night I slept with her, she said she hadn’t been with anyone in over a year and it was with a girl. You can be as mad at me if you want, but your husband never cheated on you. He was tellin’ you the truth the whole damn time. Now instead of bein’ all pissed, I think you have a little secret of your own that he deserves to hear about.”
She put her hands over her face and kept them there. I just sat there in total shock. Conner slept with Heather. He actually went through with it to help me and his sister. I looked at my wife and thought about Conner’s last words. “What secret?” Miranda reached over and grabbed one of my hands, but I pulled away. “No, what secret?”
She put her head down and started crying. “When she brought those pictures I was so pissed at you. I wanted you to suffer for what you did, but then the accident happened and everything just got so busy.”
I stood up and clenched my fists, thinking about everything I had gone through. All of this shit could have been avoided. I never cheated on my wife. “You better start making sense.”
“Heather didn’t just drop off the pictures and her lies. She left the paternity papers too.”
Her words ripped through my heart. “What?”
Miranda cried more, but she wasn’t making me feel sorry for her. “It’s not what you’re thinking, Ty. I swear it isn’t. I can prove it to you.” She jumped up out of her seat and ran toward the kitchen desk. A white envelope slipped across the table and set in front of my face. I looked down on it and saw that it was from the lawyer’s office. The case had been dropped, so I had no idea what she was showing me.
“You’re goin’ to want to open that.” Conner sat back in his chair and smiled.
Since he seemed confidant, I opened the envelope. My hands began to shake when I pulled out the official paper, including the Seal of Kentucky. I knew what I was looking at, but I couldn’t believe it actually was happening. The altered test had worked and I was now listed as the biological father of Isabella Mitchell. I put my hands in my face as the tears poured out of my eyes. I felt Miranda wrapping her arms around me, but I didn’t budge. “Now, no one can ever take her way from you.”
I let my hands fall and pulled her onto my lap. She wiped away my tears and kissed me. “Thank you so much, Baby. This means everything to me.”
She hugged me tight. “I should have never doubted you. Please say you forgive me.”
I looked over at my brother in law as I stood up with my wife straddling my waist. “Watch the kids.”
I kissed my wife all the way to our bedroom and once that door was shut, I knew it was going to be the best fucking sex we’d ever had.
Chapter 32
Miranda
I hated hearing what Conner did, but his story took away every ounce of pain that was in my heart. My husband was telling truth. He’d never strayed and I owed him a huge apology. Of course, Ty was so overwhelmed with his own happiness that we ended up in the bedroom. I’m kind of glad Conner was still at the table, but knowing my husband, he would have started fucking me right there.
We no sooner made it into our bedroom when our clothes started ripping off, and when I say ripping, I mean they were trashed. Our kisses were aggressive and so was Ty. He picked me up and shoved me into the wall, sending two pictures crashing to the floor, while never breaking our tongue filled kiss. I wrapped my arms around his back and dug into his shoulders as he kissed my neck. My nipples tingled and I could feel myself getting wet every time my tongue touched his.
Ty took a hand and shoved everything off of our dresser to sit me on it. He backed away and walked out of his pants before kissing me again. I bit down on his bottom lip and pulled it away from his face. When I knew it hurt him, I let go.
He pushed my head back against the wall and dove into my chest, caressing one breast with his hand while his mouth was all over the other one. I pushed him away from me with my feet and started rubbing myself while he watched. Each time he tried to touch me, I put my legs up to block him. “Sit on the bed.”
He cocked his eyebrow. “No fucking way, I need to touch you.”
I rubbed myself harder and began stroking my breast with my free hand. “I want you to watch me. Back away slowly and tell me how much you like it.”
He bit down on his lip but moved slowly back to the bed. “This is torture.”