Wanting More (Mitchell Family #5)(64)
Author: Jennifer Foor

He’d gone and gotten my bag out of my car, but I preferred sleeping in one of his shirts. I had no sooner pulled it over my head, when he started laughing. "Why are you even botherin’?"

I giggled and climbed into bed beside him. "Behave."

"I don’t think you understand just how happy I am." He kissed the top of my head as he pulled me over top of him. "I’ve waited too long to be able to sleep with you every night." Our fingers came together and he pulled my hand up and kissed it.

I noticed him looking at where my ring used to be and knew he was wondering. "I left it on my bed instead if a note. I guess he got the hint."

He kissed my ring finger, slowly while looking right at me. "I guess I have to get you a replacement."

I was a little shocked to be perfectly honest. Conner wasn’t used to having a serious relationship and now he was talking about making a permanent commitment. "I have to get divorced first and we don’t have to get married because we have a child. I don’t want that kind of relationship."

He laughed. "Yeah, I wasn’t talkin’ about gettin’ hitched, Blaze, but I do want everyone to know that you belong to me. I had to fight real hard for this and I want everyone to know that we’re together."

"I get it." I guess because I didn’t have much to say, he became all defensive.

"Hey, if I marry anyone, it’s goin’ to be you. I just thought maybe it would be cool if our son was in the wedding."

"Our son?" I started laughing just thinking about him deciding on the sex of our baby. "What are you going to do if it’s a girl?"

He pinched his nose and shook his head. "I reckon that I’ll be buyin’ more guns, and keepin’ in shape, so I can kick every little dude’s ass that gets within ten feet of her."

"I have so much to look forward to." I traced the cross tattoo over his chest. "I love you so much, Conner. I’ve never loved anyone like this."

He cupped his hands around my face and made me look into those green eyes of his. "Well, I’ve never loved anyone before, so I guess I have you beat."

I rolled my eyes. "It isn’t a competition."

He stood up and grabbed a package out of his closet. It was small and I could tell it was jewelry. “What’s this?”

“It’s your present from me.” Conner smiled and sat beside down next to me. “Open it.”

I unwrapped the package and opened the little box. Inside of it was a silver necklace. It was a small rope chain with a heart locket hanging from it. “It’s beautiful.”

“Open it up.”

I opened the little locket as he was putting it on my neck. Since I couldn’t see it, he laughed and held it up to read it to me.

“Forever my Blaze”

I wrapped my arms around Conner’s neck. “I love you so much. Thank you, Conner, for everything.” After he kissed me a few times he pulled away.

“You like it?”

“I love it. I have something for you too.” I reached into my purse and pulled out an envelope. He cocked his eyebrow and opened it. When I saw him laughing, I knew he liked it.

He read the certificate out loud. “This certificate is good for ten years’ worth of haircuts by Amy.” He pulled me close to him and kissed my head. “I love it. Thank you.”

“I didn’t have much time or money. It’s probably lame.”

He cupped his hands around my face. “I already had two gifts, the moment you walked in that door. I got you and the little one that’s growin’ inside of you, darlin’. I’d say that’s the best present anyone could get.”

We were distracted by his phone going off on the bedside table. He reached over me. "It’s probably just one of my old friends wishing me a Happy Holiday or somethin’."

Conner’s face got real serious. He clear his throat and read the message, before handing me the phone. At first I thought it was my father. When I called to tell him I was okay, I had given him Conner’s number. I think the look on my face said it all when I read what the message said.

The first thing I noticed was the sender. It was Heather.

I know I am the last person you want to talk to. I’ve done a lot of terrible things and I deserve everything you did to me, but I have important information that you and Amy need to know about Rick. Please have her call me, it is extremely urgent. -H

I sat the phone down on the nightstand and let my legs fall off the bed. Conner sat up behind me and leaned his head on my shoulder. "I think you should call her."

"I think I don’t care what she has to say. She’s ruined too many lives, Conner. I’d never trust anything she said." I hated her so much and even more knowing that she’d been with my man. I was fully aware that what he did saved his sisters marriage, but I’d never forget how much it hurt me. He wasn’t mine at the time, but I wanted him to be.

"She said it’s about Rick. If you’re not going to call, then I am. I just got you and I’m not takin’ any chances when it comes to that ass**le."

I didn’t want to talk to her, but Conner talking to her was out of the damn question. "Fine. I’ll call her tomorrow."

His arms wrapped around me and I felt his lips brushing over my neck. "I won’t let them hurt us, you know. I’d die before I let anyone hurt you again."

I stood and turned around to face him. "Don’t ever talk about dying. Please don’t ever talk about that Conner."

His hands slid up the front of my oversized t-shirt and grabbed the elastic part of my underwear. He pulled them until I fell over top of him on the bed. "You really do worry too much. This ain’t the movies, darlin’, you and I are goin’ to be fine. Now, would you stop worryin’ and get some sleep? I have to tell my mother the truth before she leaves."

"Great, I will definitely be able to sleep now." I immediately felt queasy just thinking about them telling me that I had to leave. I thought about Miranda walking up and smacking me in the face for getting involved with her brother. Keeping the truth from my best friend for so long wasn’t going to go over we’ll, no matter how many times I played it out in my head. She was going to be so pissed, but I knew I couldn’t stay here with Conner without letting all of them know what was going on.

I don’t really know how long I slept, but the sound of a rooster woke me and right away I noticed that Conner wasn’t in the bedroom. After using the bathroom, I found him in the kitchen with Colt and Van. I could tell from the look on her face that she knew we were in a relationship. We hadn’t exactly been hiding it.