Chapter 55
I Love You
John
Ireland for Noah’s wedding…
I stumble into the house. It’s time for me to call it quits if I’m getting up for this wedding tomorrow. My brothers and cousins are still at it, but my mind is elsewhere.
“Hey, John,” my cousin Connie says as she walks toward me.
I lean in and kiss her cheek when she stops in from of me. “Hey Con.”
She giggles and purses her lips. “I see ya boys have been hitting the black stuff.”
“Aye, a wee bit. The Guinness is always better here. You seen Roni?”
“This is true.” She laughs and tosses a thumb over her shoulder. “She’s in the theater with Shauna and yer mum and da.”
I nod and tug her into a hug, kissing the top of her head. “I love you, Con. We have to see each other more.”
She pats my cheek. “Go find your bird. Let her put you to sleep,” she says.
“How do you know she’s my girl?”
Connie’s face lights up. “It’s in the way ya guard her with yer body, as if ya can shield her from the world. And the way the two of ya look at each other. She’s in love with ya, ya know this right?”
I grin like an idiot. “You never know with Roni. She shows her emotions when she wants to.”
“Don’t be a stook. Anyone can see it. She’s a tough one, but she’s soft for you.”
I hug her again. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Mmm,” she says with a smile. “See ya bright and early, I will.”
I stumble around Connie a bit and her laugh reaches me as she walks away. The theater room is down the stairs, but it might as well be in New York for all the effort I have to put in to get there. I make my way inside as my mother and father are on their way out with a Shauna on my father’s shoulder.
I bend and kiss my mom on the cheek. “Yer fluthered,” my mother says.
“Nah, I’m not that drunk,” I say and try to straighten up.
Mom laughs. “The boy is totally langered. Where are the rest of the eejits? Ye’ll all be useless in the morning.”
“I plead the fifth.”
Dad laughs low. “Come on, Cass, leave the lad be. Let’s get this one into bed and call it a night so we’re not useless in the morning.”
“Fine.”
I watch my parents go before I turn to head down the rows in search of Roni. I find her three rows from the top, slouched down in one of the large loungers. A quick glance around and I see we’re here alone.
Tugging my lip into my mouth, I can’t help thinking about popping the button on her jeans and bending her over the seats in front of us. However, lacking the coordination for that, I more so flop down beside her and fall onto my back in her lap. She doesn’t even pull her eyes from the screen as she reaches to start combing a hand through my hair.
The gesture is so soothing, I close my eyes and bask in the feeling. It takes a moment for the sound from the movie to break through my drunken fog. When the music registers, I snort.
“Really? Grease?” I slur.
“Don’t make me dump your drunk ass on the floor. This is a classic and you will respect it.”
I smile and look at her pretty face. “Does my mother know you feel this way?”
“Maybe. I find I have a lot in common with the little lady,” she says with a teasing grin.
“I think that’s why she likes you.”
I close my eyes again and take in the moment. I’m fucking shitfaced. It wasn’t my intention to get this drunk.
And damn, I’m horny as fuck. I shift my head to nuzzle her belly. “You smell so good, baby.”
She laughs. “Your ass is so drunk, baby.”
“Mm, maybe,” I say and reach under her shirt to palm one of her breasts.
The cup is in my way, so I tug it down. I smirk and begin to roll her hardened peak between my fingers when it tightens from my caress. I’m growing stiffer by the second which means I’m not as drunk as I think I am. I groan when the sound of her panting fills the air.
“I wanna fuck.”
“Are you serious?” she says incredulously.
“Yeah, come here. Sit on my cock.”
“That would be a no,” she says. I pinch her nipple, causing her to take in a sharp breath. “John.”
“See, you want it too. Come here,” I breathe against her stomach, flicking my tongue out.
She tugs my hand from under her shirt and places it on my chest. I reposition my head so I can look up at her. She’s glaring at me.
“I’m going to finish this movie. If you’re still coherent after, then I’ll think about it.”
I laugh and lock my fingers together over my stomach, settling in again. My lids have a mind of their own and won’t stay open. Oh well, I let them have their way and tap my feet to the music as my legs hang over the arm of the seat. I grin to myself.
“You know, you’re already showing signs of being a terrible Sub. So defiant. I’m going to enjoy spanking you until we get that fixed.”
“You can kiss my ass, you know that, right.”
More laughter spills from me. “This is why I love you.”
Roni stiffens. I open my eyes and look up at her. It takes a moment for me to focus on her face. When I do, she looks like she’s seen a ghost or something.
“What? What happened?”
“Nothing,” she says and turns back for the screen.
I’m drunk, but I still know my woman. Not willing to let this go, I sit up and drag her into my lap. I cup her face and search her eyes as I try to think over what I said before the change in her demeanor.
She drops her gaze to my chest, and it clicks. The realization sobers me up a bit and I capture her lips. Deepening the kiss, I pour my soul into our connection.
“I love you,” I say into her mouth and tug at her lip. “I love you.” I kiss her again. “I love—”
“I love you,” she says before I can finish saying it again. She looks me in the eyes. “And that scares the shit out of me.”
I nuzzle her nose. “Why? What are you afraid of? Do you have any idea how much I love you? If you would let me, I’d make sure the world knows how much I love you every day.”
She smooths a finger over one of my brows and gives me a weak smile. “John, I don’t care about anyone else knowing how you feel about me. That’s not what I need.”
“What do you need?”
She looks as if she’s searching her feelings. “To know you’re here to stay. I… this can’t be a mistake.”
I scoff. “Mistake? The only mistake between us was waiting too long to become us. I’m not going anywhere.”
“If you hurt me, I’m going to kill you slow. I like Cass. I don’t want to have to take one of her sons.”
“Tell me what’s actually on your mind. You already know I would never hurt you, so what’s really going on?”
She places her forehead to mine. “We fucked up.”
“We’re both adults.”
“I can’t stop thinking about the other night. I could be pregnant. What’s wrong with us?