Letting go of Grace (22 page)

“Will Sara be in attendance?” Grant asks with a smirk filled look on his face. I sit back and gaze at Aiden. Sara is this mystery girl that was with Aiden when the accident occurred, but she soon disappeared after. I never met her and I was starting to think she was made up.

“No, things went sour after...” He glances at the kids then looks back at us and doesn’t say the words in front of the kids.

“It’s for the best. I have some possible dates lined up for when I get home. It’s amazing, you get hurt and the women come out of the woodwork to nurse you back to health.” He peeks over at me and I roll my eyes. Maybe I did want to be the one to take care of him, but it wasn’t because I wanted him. Was it?

“Well at least I don’t have to worry about you when you leave. I hope they take good care of you, and remember no heavy lifting,” I say in a syrupy sweet voice, a fake smile plastered on my face as I get up to clear my plate.

“Oh I don’t plan on any lifting. I plan on staying flat on my back and having them do all the work,” Aiden adds with a laugh and Grant starts to laugh along with him. Luckily the kids are tuning out this little conversation as they challenge the other to see who can eat faster.

“Live it up while you can, Aid, I’m sure it will get old fast. Lying on you back is only fun for so long,” he says as he gets up to hand me his plate at the sink.

“Oh really?” I question with a smile on my face. He leans in to my ear.

“I like you on top, but I also really like you under me, in front of me, sideways, upside down.” I push him away because I know he is teasing me. It doesn’t stop me from smiling. Oh he will have me all different ways when we are away. He can count on that. I wonder if Aiden will be calling on one of his fans… I mean nurses, to help him feel better. I quickly stash that thought and start thinking about my vacation with Grant. The wheels in my head start turning and I think of a few fun things I should pack, a few goodies just to spice things up a bit. Not like I need anything spiced up with Grant. He is a walking sex god.

“You’re right, Grant, but I’m sure I can improv.” A mischievous grin reaches his lips and I laugh out loud. The kids are sitting at the table still oblivious to what we are talking about.

“How about we all go for some ice cream? It’s my last night being spoiled and I would like to thank you with some ice cream,” Aiden says looking at the kids, but I know the comment is meant for me. Who is he kidding? When he goes home he has a cook at his disposal along with a round the clock housekeeper. But what if he is by himself with no one to talk to? I know how life can be lonely, but at least I have the kids. Aiden will go home to his quiet house by himself. At least till his “visitors” come by. I’m sure there was a time in my life where I would be jealous of him, but right now I kind of feel sorry for him.

“You don’t have to ask me twice,” I say with a smile. I turn and kiss Grant. The kids start to laugh and I realize it’s the first time I have kissed him in front of them. He looks a bit shocked at my move, but for me it felt natural. I give him a coy smile and he leans in and gives me another kiss. It’s a small step but I’m getting there with him.

After ice cream that night we all sit in the living room playing some games with the kids followed by a movie and the kids falling asleep. Ella on the chair with me, and Hunter on the couch with Grant. I love that this has been easier than I thought it would be. The kids love him as much as I do. I look over at Grant and his eyes are starting to close as well. I get up with Ella and his eyes open.

“I’ll take him up,” he offers, but his eyes are closing again. By time I tuck Ella in I head back downstairs and grab Hunter. Grant is sleeping and Aiden is still watching the movie.

“I’ll be right back,” I whisper to Aiden.

“I’m up,” Grant says, still not opening his eyes.

“OK, I’ll be back down to carry you up the stairs next,” I tease and a smile appears on his lips.

“Sounds good to me,” he whispers

“Can you tuck me in too?” Aiden asks, finally looking away from the movie.

“Of course, I wouldn’t want to not spoil you,” I say as I walk away.

Soon Hunter is tucked in and I’m walking down the stairs as Grant is walking up.

“Go finish the movie, I want to know how it ends,” he mumbles as he kisses me.

“I’ll be up in a bit.”

“And don’t tuck my brother in, he is a grown ass man who just wants you to touch him,” Grant murmurs as he continues to walk up the stairs.

I laugh to myself till I get back in my chair and snuggle back under my blanket. Aiden gives me a quick update on what I missed and within a few minutes the credits are rolling.

“So are you ready to leave the nest tomorrow?” I ask him, interested to see how he really feels about really going home.

“No, but I can’t move into your office and stay forever, can I?” he says with his award winning smile.

“I’m sure that would attract the women. Hey baby, come back to my place, but be quiet because I don’t want to wake up the kids.”

“Yeah, I guess it would cramp my style,” he admits.

“You should be happy to go home to your own bed, and be able to watch whatever you want on TV.” I watch him shrug.

“I guess, but I like it here. The family, someone always being around. The kids have been my source of entertainment and my personal fetchers.” A wicked grin comes to his face.

“You know, I’ve gotten you to help me with a few things too.” He wags his eyebrows at me.

“Good night, Aiden. Sleep well.” I say as I walk past him. He grabs my hand and I stop. I lean down and kiss his cheek.

“Good night,” I whisper, and he lets me go.

When I get into bed, Grant is sleeping so I lie there and look him over. He looks so peaceful while he sleeps. I run my fingers through his hair and down his face, then I roll over away from him. Seconds later he pulls me into him and I have my body pressed right into his. We fit together like two puzzle pieces.

“I love you,” he mumbles and I glance back at him and kiss his full lips.

“I love you.” Then finally sleep captures me as well.

I WAKE UP TO THE
sun’s rays and Grant’s body heat assaulting me. I’m overheated and I need to get out of bed to get cooler air. When I go to roll out of bed, I get yanked back in by my hips.

“Where are you going this early?” he whispers in my ear.

“Away from your hot sauna body,” I reply, trying again to get out of the bed. This time he pulls me down and gets on top of me. We are now freed of all the blankets and I feel a little cooler for an instant. When he starts to kiss down my neck, I instantly heat up again.

“So you think I’m hot?” he asks between small kisses.

“You’re like a personal heater. I have never been so hot in bed before,” I reply dryly.

“Yes you have. I believe I have gotten you very hot and sweaty in bed before.” I can feel the grin on his lips against my skin.

“Yes, you have. But I was talking about sleeping and being hot, not having sex and being hot.”

“Well then, maybe we should have sex so you have a reason to be hot… in a good way.”

“Really...” I reply, and get stuck in my thought process because he is very distracting kissing me all over. I just lie back and enjoy the up-close and personal attention Grant is giving to me. I quickly glance at the clock and realize the kids probably won’t be up for another hour or so, but I’m not taking any chances. I go to move and Grant pins my hands on either side of my face.

“Where are you going now? I was just getting started on my little treasure hunt.” He kisses my lips softly.

“I was going to lock the door, unless you would like to run the risk of having someone walk in on us? I’m sure you would love to explain to them what you were doing to their mommy?” I say sarcastically.

“Point taken.” Grant jumps up and locks the door. Once locked he walks back over to the bed stripping down in front of me. I relax, as I pull my arms up and tuck them behind my head. I soak up the view that is Grant. Beautiful is simply an understatement. His dark brown hair that is kept short sets off his ocean blue eyes, accentuated by his broad shoulders and a large chest. I follow the lines of his body down past the V that forms low on his waist to perfection, sticking straight out at me. I can feel my mouth start to salivate over him. I think about getting up and starting my own treasure hunt on him, but when I move to sit up, he crawls to me keeping me down.

“Good morning,” he whispers to me as he kisses the spot below my ear.

“Mmmmm,” is the only thing I can get out.

“You like that?” he asks running his tongue over that same spot.

“Mmmmm,” I respond again. He knows I love that spot.

“How about this spot?” he asks kissing his way down to the base of my neck.

“Mmmmm,” I answer again.

“Well, let’s see if I can get you to make other sounds.” I can hear the amusement in his tone. He loves a challenge. He starts to pull my pants down. I look down at him to see his expression when he realizes I’m not wearing any underwear. He smiles when he gets the pants off. He starts kissing his way up to my tank top and takes that off next. Now we match, we are both naked. He starts to kiss my stomach and I giggle when he kisses a ticklish spot.

“OK, that sound was different, but I was looking for another sound for you to make,” he states in a raspy voice, making his way down. Very slowly he tortures me, kissing the insides of the thighs then he kisses my sweet heat.

“Ohhhh,” is the next sound I let out.

“Better, but not quite there yet,” he rasps. He continues his slow torture on me until he hears what he wants, and I give it to him.

“Oh God, Grant,” I pant.

“In. Me. Now,” I order.

“That’s what I was looking for,” he says with a grin on his face. I look into his eyes as he dives deep down into me. He hooks his arms under my knees and spreads me wide. I pant at his pace. I feel myself start to come undone. He knows it, so he picks up the pace.

“God… Grant,” I mumble.

“I know I am, baby,” he teases, then bites his bottom lip. I watch as he pumps in and out of me. He leans down and plunges his tongue into my mouth and that’s where we lose all control. His mouth muffles my cries and he keeps going, intensifying my orgasm. I ride the wave and I hop right onto the next one. I start to shake all over from the pressure and Grant buries himself in deeper, then he takes himself all the way out. I look at him, about to freak out for pulling out when I’m coming, but he pushes back in, slowly making my orgasm slam into me.

“Fuck me,” I demand and he does. He quickens his pace as I ride out my sensations. When I start to come down, Grant finds his release in me. His body collapses onto mine and he buries his head into my neck and kisses me a few times while I ride out the aftershocks.

“God, I love you,” I pant.

“I love it when you call me God,” he growls.

“I’m sure you do,” I say, trying to hide my laugh.

“I love you, Hannah,” he states softly, then kisses me on the lips.

“I’m getting in the shower before we get caught.” He gently pulls out of me and I immediately miss him filling me.

“Hey Grace,” I call, rolling over to my side to watch him walk away.

“Yeah?” he says, looking over at me while he walks into the closet.

“When we go away, you are staying inside of me all day,” I say with a smile on my face. I have clearly gotten his attention because he walks right out of the closet and back over to me. In a second flat I’m on my back and he is back inside of me.

“Like this?” he asks as he starts to kiss me.

“Mmmm,” I moan back because I can go already again.

“Good, because there is no other place I would rather be,” he whispers, kissing me one last time. Then he pulls out leaving me disappointed. I hear a door open and Grant runs into the bathroom. I pull my tank and pants on quickly then hear my door handle shake.

“Mommy?” I hear Ella’s sweet voice.

“Yeah baby,” I say as I open the door.

“The door wouldn’t open,” she states.

“It’s OK, baby, do you want to go down stairs and watch some TV?” She smiles and nods her head. I take her hand and follow her downstairs. Aiden is at the table on his laptop and he looks up at me. I know I have that freshly fucked look to me, but he just smiles at me. Why do I feel so guilty?