Page 76 of Return To You

Yeah, returning the favor definitely sounds good right about now….

Hours later, I slowly trace Noah’s tattoos from where I’m lying on top of him.

After he made me come twice with his tongue, he made love to me, then screwed me hard and fast before making me ride him, and I haven’t moved since we both came.

I’m not sure what time it is, but I have already decided to call in sick tomorrow. I want to spend time as a family, and I don’t think that makes me an idiot—not anymore, at least. We’ve both faced so much hurt, and I want to try and put it behind us, now if only my brother would just leave me be, then everything would be alright, or at least I hope will.

“What you thinking about, Petal?” he asks as his fingers gently trace my spine.

I hum and admit, “My dad texted today. Al is apparently struggling with guilt, and he’s asked me if I’d meet him to hear him out.”

Noah sighs. “And what did you decide?”

I shrug. “I haven’t. Vanessa slapped me, and he said I was dead. He was my protector but didn’t protect me when I needed him most. Plus, there is a lot more where Vanessa is concerned, and I’m not sure if he was in on it or not.”

Noah nods and says, “I’ll stand by whatever you decide, Petal.”

I smile a little. “But you think I should meet with him?”

I look up at him, resting my chin against his chest, and he chuckles. “You know me well, huh?”

I nod and whisper, “Of course, I do. You’ve been the love of my life since I was thirteen years old.”

He grins and pulls me up, pressing his lips against mine before holding me tightly to him.

“I think you need the closure, just like we both needed to get the hurt and pain from the past out in the open to move forward. Now, I’m not saying speak to him and then forgive him; he hurt you in ways a brother never should, but I do thinkyouneed to get everything off your chest.Youneed to give him your truth, and your pain, not the other way round, for your sanity and for you to let go and move on with life, either with him a part of it or not. Whatever route you choose, I’ll back you one hundred percent.”

I sniffle. “I love you, Noah Scott. Over the years, that’s the one thing that has always been constant, and I think that’s why I was so angry. My love never died.”

He nods, gently running his fingers through my hair. “We’re going to be okay because I love you too, and sometimes, love can be enough. In our case, it’s what pulled us back together again.”

Tears fall, but I ignore them and press my lips against his, our tongues instantly tangling as he rolls us so I’m on my back.

I hear a rustling, and then suddenly, in one thrust, he’s inside me, where he stays for the rest of the night and into early hours of the morning.

I don’t know what the future holds, I just hope that I don’t crash and burn.

twenty-seven

Noah – One Week Later

I smileas I watch Rose teaching Diego to walk.

Last night, he took three steps by himself before falling on his ass, and he’s been trying to walk ever since.

Rose is helping as much as possible, and fuck me, am I glad I get to witness it.

“Oh my God, Noah look, look!” Rose says excitedly as Diego takes a step, letting go of one of her hands, then another.

I kneel, holding my arms out, grinning.

“That’s it, bud. Walk to daddy…” I say, and Diego grins and giggles, babbling, “Da-da-da-da,” his legs moving quicker before he walks straight into my arms.

“Yes!” Rose exclaims, clapping, and I laugh. I lift Diego up, throw him in the air, and catch him a few times, making him squeal in delight. Then, I hold him close, and kiss his head.

“Alright, bud. Let’s try one more time before you go spend some time with Uncle Barn,” I rasp, place him on his feet, and continue, “Go to Mommy, bud….”

I let go of his hand as he takes a step, and then stumbles over to a very excited-looking Rose. As soon as he gets to her, she lifts him, and then dances around the room with him in her arms, cheering while he laughs and giggles, clapping his hands.

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