Page 38 of Take Me to the Valley

“You didn’t choose it either at first. The storm locked you in with me. If it hadn’t been for that, you have been right back to your old life,” he says, angry at just the thought.

“Fate stepped in for us just like it will for Calista and Evan. I can feel it. They just need a little push,” I say.

“More of a push than her living with him and taking care of him?” Axel smirks.

“Yes,” I say firmly, because I can just feel it.

“Give it time, and let’s see how things go once he’s feeling better,” Axel says.

“In the meantime, I think it’s time one of the other women goes down and takes some food and checks in,” I say.

We make the turn up the driveway, and neither of us says anything as we take the long, slow drive up.

As soon as Axel found out I was pregnant, he got the other men together and built the driveway so we could get the truck right up to the cabin. When I met Axel, we had to take the four-wheeler down to the gate where the truck sat. We did that for a few years. I had no problem with it and rather liked it.

Once I told Axel I was pregnant, it was one of the things he insisted on. He wanted everything to be as safe as possible for me and our little one.

Putting in the driveway was a long process. It had to be level in order to make it easy for the truck to get up and down. It involved some paving in certain places, and many trees had to be cut to make the driveway wide enough.

Then he insisted on building the addition to the cabin, so we had more space. Fortunately, the wood from the trees was used for the cabin add-on. Though I have to say, when my husband is determined to do something for his family, he gets it done.

Once inside, I head straight for the radio that the guys and I use to communicate since cell phone service isn’t available this far up on the mountain. We all want to see Evan happy, so I know the girls will be on board in case we have to help it along.

Chapter 20

Evan

Calista is nestled close to my side, wrapped in a warm blanket as we settle in to watch a movie.

My brain is relentless in reminding me over and over again how her warm, cuddly body is snuggled up to me. I have no idea what is going on in the movie, only that the girl I had the biggest crush on growing up is burrowed against me. All I want to do is kiss her and never stop. But I also don’t want to scare her off either.

Instead, to distract myself, I concentrate on memorizing this moment and enjoying the little things. Like her giggles at something that happens in the movie. Or the scent of her shampoo that surrounds me as she rests her head on my shoulder and the way the glow of the screen illuminates our faces and casts dancing shadows across the room.

Right then, her eyes meet mine and a smile lights up her face. Without hesitation, I lean in and press my lips to hers. They’resoft and inviting and comfortable. It's like coming home after a long journey - everything falls into place and feels right again.

As our mouths meet, a jolt of electricity surges through my body, igniting every nerve ending. She melts into my body, and I crave more. I need her body close to mine, like I need a breath. There’s too much space between us. So, I pull her into me, but before I can make my next move, she takes it a step further. Without any hesitation, she climbs into my lap, straddling it, while not once breaking the kiss.

I know she can feel how hard I am and how much I want her. Fortunately, that seems to spur her on. She grabs my hair with both hands, causing me to let out a deep groan. Suddenly, she stops, freezing in place.

“Shit, I’m sorry,” she says, thinking she hurt me and she tries to pull away.

Stopping her, I wrap my good arm round her waist and pull her tight to me.

“That was a good groan, not a painful one. It feels so right having you near me like this.” Then making my point, I lift so my hard cock presses into her.

Her eyes widen as she feels me, but a shy smile crosses her face. She rocks her hips and the slide of her across my cock is heavenly torture. Tossing my head back on the couch, I enjoy every second of it. Keeping my eyes on Calista, her cheeks have aslight blush on them, and her nipples are diamond hard poking through her shirt.

“Maybe we should move this to the bedroom.” I reach up and cup her breast, running my thumb over the hard peak through her shirt.

She pushes her chest into my hand and moans.

“Eyes on me, baby girl.” I don’t move until her eyes meet mine.

“Do you want this?” I need to know I’m not pushing her into something she isn’t ready for.

“More than anything,” she says.

“Then let’s go up to my room. Our first time together isn’t going to be a quickie on the couch like we are trying to sneak around before your dad and brothers get home.” Smiling dreamily at me, she takes my hand as we climb the stairs. When we reach the top, she turns around.

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