Her eyes were big and round as she stared into mine, then she nodded and hurried away. I took a deep breath and faced the situation outside. Kat was still creeping closer and hadn't seemed to take stock of the situation yet. I put the phone to my ear and whispered, "Justice, you better get your people here ASAP before I kill her." Then I hung up and looked down at my baby sister.
"Jenna, why don't you come inside-"
"I think she should stay right there." Kat stepped out of the shadows looking smug, as if she thought I hadn't seen her until that moment.
"She's going to take care of our baby like a good aunt, while I get rid of that whore who had our little Weston Jr. She just couldn't leave you alone, could she?" Kat finally met my eyes, her own dilated and wild. Shit. This woman had lost her fucking mind. "Message after fucking message! She wouldn't SHUT UP!" Kat screamed and her left hand shook, her finger vibrating precariously close to the trigger of her gun.
"Kat," I said soothingly. "Let Jenna take Carter inside or home with her, so you and I can talk."
She glanced back and forth between us, then gestured to the house with the gun. "Okay. It was nice to finally meet you, Jenna." Kat's voice had turned saccharine and it was grating on my raw nerves. "Take baby Wes inside, but don't let that bitch near him."
I clenched my hands, trying to stay calm, and stepped outside to allow Jenna to get by. Once she was inside, I slammed the door shut and squared off with Kat. "What the fuck do you want, Kat?"
"You," she said, her eyes blinking innocently, as if she couldn't understand my confusion. "Just let me handle that woman. You won't have to do a thing, my love. I'll tell her to leave, that we're a family and she shouldn't get in our way. Then we can be together, you, me, and our little Wes."
It took a great deal of effort to hold back any reaction. I wanted to roll my eyes and I wanted to strangle her. I'm not sure which desire would have won out. In my peripheral, I spied a patrol car slowly creeping up my driveway. It stopped a good distance away and two officers stepped out as quietly as possible.
Kat was still chatting incessantly, but I wasn't paying much attention.
"Although, if we really want to be able to move on, I should kill them both."
The next moment, Kat was slammed up against the front door, her feet dangling from the ground, as I held her up by the neck. I tore the gun from her hand and tossed it away. "What did you say?" I asked venomously.
Fear clouded her eyes as she clawed at my immobile hand, her feet kicking, and her face turning a satisfying shade of purple.
"Mr. Davis."
Someone was speaking to me. It was probing at the shell of rage built around me.
"Mr. Davis, you need to let her go. I don't want to be forced to arrest you."
My grip tightened as Kat's comment about killing my family played on repeat in my mind.
"Weston!" A different voice poked a tiny hole in the shell. "You and I both know she deserves it, but you've got to let us handle it."
My fingers loosened slightly.
"We'll take it from here, officers. Yes, we're taking over the investigation. Sure, you call your boss, and tell him to relay to the commissioner that Alex Shaw said he owes me a hundred bucks from last week's poker game."
A hand landed heavily on my arm and I unclenched some more.
"You know I'll handle it, Weston. Trust me."
Trust me.
I'd said that to Aspen.
Aspen.
I pulled my arm back so fast, Kat dropped like a dead weight to the ground. My eyes met Alex's and he nodded. "I'll take care of it, you go take care of your family."
I nodded, and he slapped me on the back as I opened the door and stepped over Kat's motionless body.
***
"Are you sure you'll be all right, Jenna?" I asked her softly as we stood at the front door. "You can stay here, you know."
She shook her head and wrapped her arms around me. "Thanks, big brother. But, I've got my own strapping hunk to take care of me."
I winced. "Seriously, Jenna? If you don't want me to beat the shit out of your fiancé for defiling my little sister, stop reminding me of it."
She laughed, and I was relieved to see some sparkle in her eyes. I returned her hug and finally let her go, watching until she was in her car and it was out of sight.
I set the alarm and checked all of the windows and doors before heading back to the nursery. Jenna had found Aspen and Carter in the bedroom earlier and stayed with them until I showed up. I tried to gloss over the situation, but the women in my family were pit bulls and eventually it seemed easier to just give in and tell them everything.
I expected Aspen to be freaked out but, to my shock, she looked relieved. Before I could ask her about it, Carter woke up and needed to be fed. Jenna announced that it was time for her to go.
As I entered the nursery, I saw Aspen cuddling Carter to her chest, rubbing circles on his back. She looked content and while I had told her almost everything, I left out the part where Kat had threatened her life and the life of our child. It was a burden she didn't need to bear.
"Is he asleep?" I whispered.
She nodded, but didn't move to get up. I padded over to her and leaned down, with a hand on either arm rest, caging her in. "I think it's time for us to talk, alone." My eyes dropped down and I realized she hadn't re-buttoned her blouse. Her generous tits were over flowing from her bra and my cock was practically worshiping at an altar to them. One of these days, after I knocked her up so I wasn't wasting good sperm, I was going to fuck those luscious tits.
My eyes met hers again and I didn't bother to disguise my thoughts and feelings, letting her see it all. Gently, I pried Carter from her embrace and settled him in the crook of my elbow for a minute. Studying his every amazing feature before kissing his forehead, I tenderly laid him in the crib.
When I turned back to Aspen, she was staring at me, her eyes filled with fire and I grinned. She was totally hot for me. It had become quite obvious over the weeks that seeing me with Carter was a jumpstart to her libido.
"Let's go, beautiful. It's Mommy and Daddy's bedtime too." I held out my hand and when she took it, I pulled her up. But I didn't stop there, I smoothly lifted her up and over my shoulder into a fireman's hold. She covered her mouth to stifle her squeal of surprise. I turned, so she could grab the monitor from the dresser, before going into the hall and softly shutting the nursery door.
"I can walk, Weston," she grumbled, and I swatted her ass to let her know what I thought of her sass.
Inside the master suite, I tossed her onto the bed, then stood back and admired the view. But, before I would indulge in her body, I wanted to get a few things clear.
"Aspen, I understand why you reacted the way you did today," I started. Her eyes turned wary and she began to sit up. "Stay right there, woman. I'm going to speak my mind, then I'm going to fuck some sense into you." She glared at me, but didn't attempt to move again.
"As I said, I get it. But, I haven't done anything since the day I returned to make you question my devotion and love for you and Carter. I asked for your trust and until I prove otherwise unworthy of it, you should have waited for my explanation before jumping to conclusions." I didn't raise my voice or even speak with censure. I was simply stating fact.
She looked up at me and though I saw some remorse, I saw what I was really after. Love and complete trust shone back at me. She'd made the decision to give herself to me completely. At last.
"We understand each other, then?"
"I love you," she whispered.
"I know," I said with a smug wink. "Now strip."
Her jaw dropped at my command and I raised an eyebrow, drilling holes with my stare. I wasn't going to budge. She giggled and her eyes sparkled as she got to her knees and started removing her clothes, slow and sexy.
After all her clothes were tossed from the bed, she stood on her knees before me, her body flushed with arousal. I could already see the wetness from her pussy glistening on her inner thighs. Fuck, she was gorgeous.
As she watched, I followed suit, shedding everything until I was just her man. Then I climbed onto the bed, mirroring her pose, our bodies centimeters from each other. I cradled her face in my palms and brought our lips together. Her delicious apple cinnamon scent enveloped me and the sweet taste of her mouth stole the rest of my sanity.
Pulling back, I ran my hands from her face down to cup her tits, lifting them so I could suck a nipple into my mouth. She moaned and swayed, but stayed upright as I nibbled and ate at each of her swells until I was so hard and aching I couldn't think beyond sinking inside her.
"Turn around, beautiful," I grunted, my hands traveling down to give her ass a rough squeeze. "Hands on the headboard."
She smiled and did as she was told, without comment. I decided that deserved a reward and shuffled over to position myself right behind her. "Up onto your feet," I encouraged her. Sitting on my heels, I was at the perfect height, and I gripped her ass cheeks and spread them so I could lean down and lick her pussy. She shuddered at the first feel of my tongue and it urged me to keep going.
My cock was strung so tight, I worried it might break the skin, and it was leaking a steady stream of pre-come. But she tasted so good, I tried to shove away the pain as I ate her to orgasm. Her legs shook violently as she came and I helped her drop carefully back to her knees.