Page 71 of Irons

I sobbed. I outright sobbed and Wrenly shot up and clasped my face then pressed her lips against mine. “He was the best father he could be when your parents allowed it.” She whispered. “When I was grieving Tyler, it wasn’t Matt I woke up crying for at night. It was you, and I knew I had to leave. Matt was out for blood, and wanted those kids prosecuted, otherwise he promised to kill them. They were just kids being idiots in a golf cart. They didn’t mean any harm.”

“They killed your baby.” I sobbed.

“I couldn’t bring myself to hate them, because I learned through you that everyone has a story.” I rested my head against hers. “I’m so sorry about your baby.”

“Sh.” She pecked my lips, then buried her face in my neck. “I can’t count how many times I woke up crying your name. I needed you the way I did when my mom died.”

“Why didn’t you find me, Wrenly?”

“I respected your wishes, and then became too scared to learn… maybe you were married and had babies of your own.”

I shut my eyes and shook my head. “Are you going to tell me you ran away to the Marines and left Matt behind?” I asked.

“Yes, and I don’t like going home. Especially now that Matt has a family there. It’s not because I’m bitter about him moving on. It’s because it hurts like hell to look at him. He pities me, while he has a family of his own back home. The last time I saw him he said he prayed for me. Like I was the only broken one that needed fixed.”

I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed her tightly. “Were you afraid to tell me because of who was driving that golf cart? You thought I’d take that news hard because of my car crash and why I was arrested?”

I felt her nod her head. “Yes.”

I put one arm under her knees, and made sure I had a good grip before I stood. “What are you doing?” She asked.

“Giving you what you’ve needed.” I took her to her bedroom and laid her down before I crawled in with her. We pulled the covers up and I pulled her snugly into me. “Let’s get some rest.” I kissed her head again. “I’m here now, and if last night came with consequences, I promise we’ll be okay.”

It was quiet for a few moments, and I was laying there fighting my emotions.

“Travis?”

“Yeah?”

“That hole in my heart is finally filling in.”

Erased

Wrenly

My eyes fluttered open, and I woke feeling much better than expected. My head was laying on his chest and I could hear his heartbeat and every breath he took. All I had to do was look up to see his handsome face. I just slept harder than I did for years, and it was still daylight outside.

I smiled as I watched him sleep. I always imagined what he might have looked like as an adult, but my imagination didn’t do him justice.

Last night suddenly hit me like a brick wall. I was scared, being forced to face my greatest fear, but I looked at Travis and some sort of peace came over me. Slowly, I crawled on top of him and brushed my lips against his. I giggled when his eyes flew open, but I didn’t let that stop me. I pressed my lips against his then simultaneously, our mouths opened, and my tongue brushed against his. Both of us took a sharp breath, and his hand laid against the back of my head, while his other arm wrapped around me. It was the kiss of all kisses. The one I never had before that made my toes curl and my heart leap from my chest. Our first kiss, the one that was in the works since we were tiny little kids that found comfort in each other after trauma.

Our breathing changed and I felt what became hard under me. I moved my hips and pressed against it, making him moan against my lips.

“What are you doing, Wrenly?” He whispered.

“Erasing last night and creating a better memory. Giving us the moment we dreamed of for years. If we are facing consequences of last night, then we should do what we both want more than anything and look back on this memory instead of the way we woke up this morning.”

“God yes.” He whispered, then I dove in for a deeper kiss.

His hands traveled down to my ass, and he pushed it down as he thrust his hips. I moaned at the feeling of his hardness against my throbbing clit.

He sat up and we both pulled our shirts off, before he reached for my face and pulled my head down to kiss him. I rocked my hips as his tongue brushed against mine then he gently bit my lip. My core throbbed for him, my hands ran through his hair, and he guided my hips as he thrust his.

I never wanted anything as bad as I wanted this moment with him. He flipped me around and my back landed on the mattress. He gave me the sexiest smile I ever saw and there was no doubt my panties were soaked. He dove in and kissed me as his fingers ran along the waist of my yoga pants. Slowly his lips trailed down my neck and I arched my back when he took my nipple in his mouth and swirled his tongue around it. I heard a pop when he pulled his lips away and sat up to pull my pants off me. I admired his flexing muscles and tattoos as he threw them and my panties to the floor.

I laid back and watched as his eyes landed on the scar on my thigh. He kissed it then moved on to my c-section scar and kissed it as well. His lips trailed up to the scar on my shoulderand kissed it before they found my lips again. His hand found its way between my thighs, and I gasped when I felt his finger enter me. “Jesus you’re wet.” He kissed me deeper and I moaned to the sensations his one finger was sending through me. My hips rocked against his hand, and I was already curling my toes. I needed him and the ache inside me grew stronger and stronger. I used my feet to try and push his sweatpants down, I needed him to fill me completely and the need was overwhelming. He lifted his ass and pulled his hand away from me, then pushed his sweatpants down just enough to release himself. His elbows rested at each side of me, and he looked into my eyes. I could feel his tip just outside my opening. “Are you sure we’re ready for this?” He asked as he studied my eyes.

“I’ve been ready for this since I sensed you behind that bar.”

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