Risking Fate(17)

“Dude, this shit is disgusting.” He stuck out his tongue and scrunched up his face. “Oh, man, I’m gonna puke.”

Savanna ran over to the kitchen sink and started heaving. Colt and I continued laughing. Tears were running down my eyes.

“I think I just peed myself,” I confessed.

“I ain’t drinking that shit anymore. Van needs to eat more candy or something. That is the worst tasting milk I’ve ever had.”

She turned around and shot him a dirty look. “Did you think it would taste good?”

“I thought it was supposed to be sweet.” Ty got up and grabbed a bottle of water. After drinking half the bottle, he started to relax again. “That was the most bitter, nasty shit ever. How can a baby like that?”

“Sometimes it’s sweet.” I stood up knowing that I had to go change my darn pants from laughing and leaking.

“You tasted it before?” Ty asked.

“Well, yeah, when I was breastfeedin’. Don’t act all shocked. I wanted to know what it tasted like. It was my body.”

Of course, Ty being Ty, had to ask more questions. “Did you suck on your own nipple or taste it on your finger?”

“TMI!” Savanna said from across the kitchen.

Ty leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Tell me later.”

If I didn’t know Ty so well, I would have assumed he was insane, but that question was meant to get a rouse out of Van. He loved making her uncomfortable. After our prank this morning, I was sure this was just the beginning. Ty liked to have the upper hand and right now, Van was way ahead of him.

“I need to run out and change my clothes.”

“If you keep peeing yourself, I am going to make you wear diapers.” Ty laughed as he held his hand out for me. “I will be happy to ride you over there. Then maybe you can ride me back.” He winked as we walked out of the kitchen.

“Be back in a bit,” Ty said as we walked out of the house.

Poor Savanna. Ty loved teasing her and if she would pretend it didn’t bother her, he would stop, but she kept making a big deal over it. He loved the attention. “Are you ever goin’ to stop gettin’ on her last nerve?”

“Are you mad at me?” He asked.

“For what? You haven’t done anything wrong to me. You just torment the hell out of her.”

“Cause she is so easy to piss off. You know it’s funny. Besides, she knows I love her and I’m kidding. I would never do something to hurt her or anyone else in our family. It’s all in fun, Baby.” He squeezed my hand and pulled over off the lane.

“Why are you stoppin’?”

“Because I wanted to have a couple moments with you alone.” He kissed my head. “Because I missed you earlier.” He kissed my cheek slowly. “Because I love you so much that being without you for even a little while, makes me feel sad.” He kissed my lips “Because I really don’t need a reason.”

I held my lips close to his. “I wanted you to kiss me that night, in the kitchen.” My confession just came blurting out.

He laughed. “I almost did,” He stroked my hair. “but, you kept saying how I was a terrible guy and I hated hearing that.”

“It would have been for the wrong reasons.” I drug my tongue over his lip. “I was so confused.”

He ran his hand up my neck and kissed me again, this time stroking his tongue over mine. “I would have never wanted to leave.”

His heated breathing was making me pant and I knew he loved when he did this to me. I ran my hand up his chest. “Every time we come here, we talk about this. It turns me on knowin’ how you wanted me and if your sons weren’t pressin’ on my bladder I would rip down my pants and let you fuck me in these woods, like I know you wanna do.” I kissed his neck and then bit his ear lobe.

He kissed me one more time, holding his lips pressed against me. When he pulled away, leaving me panting, he smiled and grabbed my hand. “Miranda, you are always worth the wait.”





Chapter 6

Ty

There wasn’t a single day that went by where I hadn’t regretted waiting so long to admit my feelings for Miranda. I know it wasn’t realistic and probably wouldn’t have lasted, but just knowing what I have now made me wonder. I wasn’t being greedy, I knew she was mine now and that is all that mattered. It just hurt me to think about the hell that Tucker Chase put the family through.

Part of me liked to hear that she was so attracted to me back then. All of those close encounters between us had been mutual. I could have easily made a move and experienced the hottest sex I could have ever imagined.

With my little guys pressing on her belly, my embarrassed wife had taken off her clothes and started walking toward the shower. I sat on the edge of the tub and just watched her. She wasn’t doing anything erotic, but Miranda never had to. She was so naturally beautiful that just walking in the room, made me want her. I don’t know how, for so long, I hadn’t noticed the things she did to me. I assume most of it was because I never wanted to consider her being anything other than family.