Page 85 of See You Soon
A strong wind brushes against my skin, and the cold air makes me grab onto my biceps to keep warm. I crave my warm bed and thick blankets. I rub my arms fast trying to get myself warm from the friction.
My mind drifts and I palm my lower belly. I'm trying to picture a boy or girl but I can't. I don't have a preference. I just want a healthy baby.
I wonder if Paul's happy for me. If he was here, he'd probably be upset.Especially if the baby was Shane's. Thank God, I never fully gave myself to him. But knowing it's Danny's, I have a feeling he would be embracing his role of a new uncle with open arms. Maybe he'd be hesitant at first but I'm sure he would have come around.
I could already picture him teaching his nephew or niece how to play the guitar before they can walk. I laugh softly to myself at the thought of him trying to change poop diapers. I wonder what kind of parent he could've been if he was still here.
Someone clears their throat behind me, sending me into shock.
“You’re gonna catch a cold out here, little Angel.”
I turn around so fast and my heart flutters into fire. My whole body is electrocuted with euphoria. This is a dream. It has to be.
“Danny?” My eyes narrow and I find his beautiful massive frame in front of me. He’s dressed in a black tuxedo and the sight of him sends my head spinning. He’s so magnetic it feels like he’s pulling me toward him just by the way he's looking at me.
His dark sandy blonde hair's gelled back and his beard is a little shorter than when I last saw him. I’m blinking fast, ensuring that he really is in front of me. I take off running towards him and he smirks, his sexy expression turning into a wide smile, flashing his perfect white teeth.
I drop my heels on the sand right before I crash my body into his, wrapping my legs around his waist, and straddling him. He instantly wraps me up in his big arms, carrying me, his monstrous calloused hands holding me tight. Sparks fly all around me, and a familiar storm of fire ignites, and the attraction I have for him, throbs in between my thighs. I’m panting fast and hard as I watch his blue eyes intimidate me as they always did before.
It feels like the world has stopped and I’m inside my bubble of passionate seclusion once again.
“It’s really you.” I breathe into his shoulder low and soft, tears falling down my eyes.
“I’m home, baby,I’m home.”
He kisses my cheek, gripping my short hair. His fingers snake through it. His other hand grips my ass and he squeezes it so hard, a moan slips out of my mouth.
He smells so delicious. Spice, wood, and a hint of cigarettes.
“I’ve missed you so much.” I back away from his shoulder, looking at him.
“You have no idea. I’ve been thinking of this moment every day since I left.” He cups my cheek, rubbing his thumb across my lips. A low growl rumbles through his chest and I can feel his hardened length against my thigh.
He crashes his lips against mine and I’m weak. The kiss is aggressive, hot, and desperate. Both of us moving in such a way, I don’t think I’ll ever recover from this moment. It sends me into another world of ecstasy, and I press my body closer to his. His beard softly prickles my skin and I love it. His tongue pries my mouth open and I let him. Our tongues dance in sync, tasting each other’s longing absence.
He bites my lip before he releases me and when he breaks away from me, I’m at a loss for words. I already miss the way his lips feel against mine and I’m devastated he pulled away.
“You are so beautiful.” He tells me as he stares at me so intensely.
I smile.
“How’d you know I was here?” I ask, dropping down back to my feet and he grabs my hand, pulling me towards him. I grab my heels still holding onto his fingers.
“I have my ways, Ari. There’s nowhere you could go where I couldn’t find you.” Blood rushes to my cheeks.
“Are you home for a while?” I ask, arching a brow, dreading the answer.
He looks at me clenching his jaw. His smile fades and in return, he looks like he’s hiding something.
“Yes, baby.”
There was something behind his changed expression though, that had my mind swirling with curiosity.
Questions about his missions swarmed me. The status of Damon and Violet gnawing at me. I had to tell him about the pregnancy, and the horrifying incidents involving Shane. But I didn’t want to ruin tonight. So I bit my tongue, locking the information somewhere in the back of my mind, saving it for another day. I would tell him soon, just not right now.
I refused to indulge in these heavy conversations. I wanted to be selfish just in this one moment and savor having Danny back home.
“When did you get back?” I ask.
