Loving Her (Mitchell Family #9)(43)
Author: Jennifer Foor

I wrapped my arms around my wife’s back and held her tightly against my chest. “Thank you. It means so much that I have you in my corner. When the whole world doubted me, you’ve always been my rock. We’ll get through this, because of that. We’re going to come out stronger than we’ve ever been before, because there won’t be a lie hanging over our heads. Whether what we did was right or wrong, we did it for the right reasons.”

“I know.”

We sat there holding each other as the cool ocean breeze blew around us. The air felt brisk but refreshing. The water glistened as we both stared out at it, enjoying the comfort of each other’s embrace. Miranda fit perfectly in my arms, and having her there was better than any therapist could help me.

Our conversation had gotten deeper than either of us had anticipated, but my mood was still pleasant. I had hope again and reassurance that one day everything would be alright. Still, I longed for one thing I didn’t know if I’d ever get again.

Izzy to call me her father.

If God could give me one last thing before I left the earth, I’d want that. Everything else in my life was pretty damn perfect. Having the love from my daughter would make it even better.

Chapter 28

Miranda

We’d only been at the beach for one night, and already it was obvious that Ty was feeling better. Aside from our one little talk at the beach, he kept up with his usual bantering up until I heard him snoring in bed.

I woke up as the sun rose and looked over at my sleeping husband. It had been so long since he’d been able to rest without being disturbed, so I decided to leave him there.

It was obvious that the weather outside was going to be chilly, so I grabbed my coat, my phone and a blanket off the small couch and went out on the balcony. The brisk air hit me at once, but it didn’t stop me from sitting down and watching the beautiful sun rising up over the glistening water. Seagulls flew over as the waves intricately crashed one after another.

Since it was off season, there weren’t crowds of people setting up their spots on the beach, or men with metal detectors searching for lost jewelry. In fact, in this particular location, I hadn’t even seen one person walking a dog, or taking a morning jog. It was tranquil.

I started playing on my phone, reading emails and creeping on my family’s pages. It was nice to be able to do it without having kids disturbing me. Van had posted a million pictures that I’d never had a chance to look at. While scrolling through, I found several of Bella and Ty. They looked so happy together, like nothing could ever tear them apart. If she took a picture now, that would all be different. I hated it.

Ty wasn’t the only person who was hurting from this. It was killing me and making me feel like if it continued, it would destroy the foundation that kept us together. I couldn’t let that happen, no matter how hard it got. That man lying inside had given me the most beautiful life, children, and future. I owed him so much.

I shot my mother a message, asking her how the kids were doing. I was sure the boys already had her up. She replied back that everything was fine and they were all behaving. Either she was lying or they knew they’d be in for it when they got home and we learned that they’d been bad. At any rate, I was thankful that they were having fun and in good hands.

Van and Amy had sent me several messages about mine and Ty’s sudden getaway. After seeing the pictures, they both wanted to know if we were alright and if I was still able to move my legs. It was funny how everyone thought we were freaks. I knew for a fact that Van and Colt still had an amazing sex life. As for Amy and my brother, well, let’s just say that I didn’t want to know. Obviously they were busy having kids for a while there. Since they seemed as happy as ever, I could only assume they had no complaints in that department.

Since we’d had one heck of a night, I decided to divulge enough information to keep them guessing. I let them know that we were so exhausted from banging all night long. They’d believe it, because they expected it.

Little did they know that after a failed attempt at anal, I was left on the toilet with a throbbing ass cavity.

Just thinking about it made me laugh. I was so carried away with myself that I didn’t hear Ty coming out on the balcony. He wrapped his arms around me and I jumped. “Oh my God, you scared me to death.”

“Sorry. I woke up and you weren’t there. Why don’t you come back to bed?”

“I was just checkin’ in on the kids. Mom says they’re good. Van and Amy think we had some kind of swingers party last night.” I was just kidding with him, but of course he took it literally.

“You should have told them we did. Colt would have given me a religious rant about being faithful. He would have offered to pay for us to go to counseling.”

We both laughed. “They think we’re freaks. I mean, sure we’ve experimented with toys, but do they really think we’d share our bodies with other couples? Would you ever consider somethin’ like that?” Suddenly I wanted to know if my husband had hidden desires. Maybe he’d told them and they’d talked to their wives about it.

Ty laughed. “Baby, do you honestly think, that after everything we’ve been through, I’d want to go out and be with someone else? You’re the only woman I need. Plus, when you get frisky, ain’t nobody going to outdo your skills.”

I kissed him on the side of his cheek, where his stubble was growing in. “Good answer.”

He sat down in the chair across from me and slid it closer. “So, what do you want to do today?” He looked out at the water and smiled. “I’m cool if you want to get back in bed and stay there for the next twenty-four hours.”

I patted him on the leg. “As nice as that sounds, I think we should at least go get some food so that we don’t starve.“

“Humans can last days without food. I can run down the hall and grab a couple bottles of water. We’ll be fine.”

“Ty, be serious. Sex makes me hungry. If you want the frisky side of me to come out, you better fill my belly first.”

He stood up and the sheet fell to the ground. Ty, wearing nothing but what he was born in, stood there looking at me. A smile formed out of the corner of his lip. He lifted his arms, like it was in slow motion and began yelling at the top of his lungs. “I’m the king of the world!”

I covered my head up with his sheet and went running back into the hotel room, locking him out there. He turned and tried to get inside, his manhood shrinking by the second.