Beautiful Dreams (The Beautiful Series) (39 page)

Kyle sat down on the sofa and pulled me onto his lap. His gentle hands stroked my hair off my face. “It’s not mine,” he said in a rush. “The baby is not mine,” he added to clarify.

I exhaled a sigh of relief. I had been prepared to support him either way, but I could not help feeling elated to know it was not his.

Caressing my hand with his, he continued, “I should have known right away that the dates didn’t add up, but I was in too much shock to think past her telling me she was pregnant.”

“Why would she do that to you?” I asked, feeling confused. I was hurt that someone would intentionally lie to him and create such an uproar.

“After you left, she asked me for money…a lot of money. She said that she needed to go back to school to support the baby.” He paused. Anger rose in his voice as he said, “She thought that I would just pay her off without questioning if it was mine or not since she’d heard that I was getting married.”

My feelings matched his at her lack of honesty. That was beyond such a horrible, dishonest thing to do.

“Abbey called me this morning, ranting, once you told her who it was. Her detective instincts kicked in, and she came over to the house to help me work out the dates. I had already figured out the truth last night, but I wanted to make sure before I told you, so Abbey and I went over to Amber’s house to confront her.” He hesitated as a broad affectionate smile spread across his face.

“Abbey remembered Amber and ripped her a new one before I could even get two words out.” He shook his head. “It was awesome. Anyway, Amber started crying and broke down. She told us that the dad was some deadbeat, and she desperately wanted to give her baby a future. Abbey said she would make some calls and try to help Amber join some groups for single moms that could connect her with the resources needed to better her education.”

“Wow,” was all I could say as I shook my head, completely stunned. Then, compassion took over. “I hope she is able to find help and give her baby a better future.”

“I hope so, too, but I’m still pissed that she would even try such a thing.” Kyle let out a deep breath as he turned to face me. “But it’s over now.”

I shifted in his embrace, placing my legs on either side of his waist, as I snuggled into his warmth. I had missed him so much. “So, you knew where I was?” I asked, changing the subject, while cupping his face with my hands.

Kyle nodded. “Yes, it was a guess at first, but then Abbey texted me last night to let me know that you were here and safe. She told me though if I came over, you’d know that she’d broken her promise to you, and she had already done so by letting me know you were here,” he said, his voice full of sincerity, as he shook his head. “It took everything I had not to drive here and haul you home with me…where you belong,” Kyle added, bearing his feelings with a fierce protectiveness ringing in his voice.

There’s my overbearing, sexy alpha.
His dominant nature was one of the many things that I absolutely loved about him. It made me feel cherished to know that he’d do anything for me and never let me go.

I rubbed my hands up and down his unshaved morning face.

Kyle closed his eyes, lowering his forehead against mine. “Don’t ever do that to me again. It nearly fucking killed me to stay away.”

“I’m sorry,” I breathed, meaning every word.

“You’re mine, Lily, forever,” he whispered, caressing the back of his hand down my cheek.

His brownish-green eyes flashed back at me, taking my breath away.

“You have been since the moment I laid eyes on you.”

“I love you, too,” I responded.

He kissed me and didn’t break our connection until I felt breathless and dizzy.

“Let’s go home,” he whispered against my lips.

All I could do was nod in agreement as my heart thudded in my chest. He stood with me in his arms, and he carried me to the door. The look in his eyes said it all. He did not want to let me go.

I chuckled lovingly at his domineering ways. “I, at least, need my shoes.”

Grinning, he finally set me down. I slipped my feet into my flip-flops and double-checked my back pocket to make sure I had my phone.

Having everything I’d brought, I grabbed his hand and tipped my head back to look at him. “Take me home, Kyle.”

Without another word, he led me outside to his car. I glanced at my car and then back over at his.

Kyle chuckled while twirling his keys in his hand. “Don’t even think about it, beautiful. I’m not letting you out of my sight for the rest of the day,” he teased.

“But what about my car?” I asked lightly.

He shook his head with finality. “We’ll get it another day. It will be fine here.”

I rolled my eyes at his bossiness even though I did not want to part from him either. I climbed into his car, and he held my hand the entire ride home.

Twenty minutes later, we pulled into the driveway.

“So, what do you want to do for the rest of the day, beautiful?” he asked as we made our way into the house.

I looked down at my clothes from yesterday and then at his day-old apparel. “First, I think we both need a shower,” I replied, tugging him in the direction of our bedroom.

Wordlessly, we both undressed. Then, Kyle reached for my hand, and we entered the shower stall. As soon as the water touched my skin, it felt like a much deeper cleaning than a regular shower.

I reached for the shampoo and rubbed the suds into Kyle’s hair. He closed his eyes, absorbing my touch, while letting out a soft groan of pleasure. He returned the favor with his large yet gentle hands as they lathered the shampoo into my hair. I shut my eyes and let the sensations wash over me while cleansing away the last twelve hours. We kept our hands on one another for the entire shower as if we both craved the contact.

After rinsing the conditioner out of my hair, he suddenly pivoted me to place my back against the cool tile. Water cascaded down the sides of his face and onto his rippled shoulders before finally going down his chest. I was mesmerized by the sight of him.

Kyle lifted my hand to his chest, and I felt the steady rhythm of his heart beneath my palm. My breathing deepened with the intensity of his stare.

“You make my heart beat, Lily,” he said quietly while looking directly into my eyes. “Having you gone for only one night felt like an eternity.” He shook his head while gripping my behind with his other hand as he drew me closer. “I don’t ever want to feel that way again,” he growled before seizing my mouth with his.

I moaned against his lips as he kissed me reverently. I bucked my hips forward to meet his hard erection. A deep hum of approval tore from his throat as he lowered both of his expectant hands to tighten around my thighs. He hoisted me up, and I locked my legs around his waist as he supported my weight. Each flick of his tongue sent persistent shocks of pleasure throughout my groin. My arousal increased with every unsteady breath.

As if reading my mind, he positioned himself at my entrance. I drew in a swift breath as I lowered myself onto him at the same time he thrust upward, filling me. Like this, I could forget about everything else except us. He powered up into me with the strength of his hips while bracing my weight. Delicious sparks launched throughout my core as desire for him rippled over me. I undulated against him, not holding back.

Within seconds, I was crying out and coming around him. Kyle gritted his teeth as he withheld his release while languidly plunging in and out to prolong my wave of release.

“Jesus, Lily, that was fucking hot,” Kyle whispered roughly against my ear as he breathed heavily. “But it’s not over yet, beautiful,” he added while I was still coming down from my peak.

Suddenly, he took my mouth with a kiss that was hot and urgent. Then, his plunges intensified as he expertly rocked his hips to brush along my hypersensitive inner muscles, creating a delicious friction within me. His deliberate thrusts had me on the verge of coming again all too soon. But this time, I wanted him to fall over the edge with me. When his muscles began to tense, I knew he was close. I bent forward and took his full bottom lip into my mouth, gently biting on it, as I clenched my sex around him, letting my orgasm tear through me. We both groaned out in pleasure as we let go.

With the warm water pouring all over us, I listened to our labored breaths slowly return to normal.

Kyle shifted back, so I could see his face.

“Want to wash up again?” he asked with a satisfied grin.

I gave him an impish smile as I quickly agreed.

Tuesday and Wednesday were spent finishing last-minute errands for the wedding. We dropped our final payments to each vendor and talked with each of them. It was shocking to me that it had taken us two full days to finalize last-minute details, but there was so much to go over. For a moment, I felt like I was never going to see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Thursday morning, all of my family arrived, and they checked into a nearby hotel. Aunt Lucie had said they did not want to impose since we had hired help to begin preparing our backyard for the reception on Friday.

In the late afternoon on Thursday, Kyle, Damon, and Jason headed out to officially sign the paperwork for their new building. All three men were practically glowing with excitement at the start of their new adventure together. They were planning to join up with Ryan in the evening for Kyle’s bachelor party.

Jason even surprised us by informing Kyle and me that he was finalizing his decision between two apartments that he’d found. By the end of the weekend, he was planning to sign the lease with one of them.

Tonight was also my bachelorette party with Abbey and Brooke. I had no idea how in the world I was going to drink only water for a second time in a row without having Abbey hammering me with questions. But if I canceled now, those two girls would only come and hunt me down. I laughed out loud at myself while thinking I was going to have to pull off a stomachache…while dancing.

At five in the afternoon, I hopped in the shower to start getting ready. After washing, I quickly dried off and then sauntered into my closet to find something cute to wear. I settled on my favorite black strapless dress that accented my curves perfectly, hoping that it would fit with my rapidly expanding hips. I gently laid my outfit on the bed and then walked over to my dresser. I pulled out a strapless black satin bra and then the matching pair of thongs, so I would not have an underwear line with my fitted dress.

I held my breath while slipping my dress over my head. It went over my hips without any trouble. I breathed out a relieved sigh that it still fit, even with my growing waistline.

I walked back into my closet to grab a light shawl to drape over my shoulders. After all, I was pregnant, not out prowling for men. Then, I dug around for my Jimmy Choo black pumps. Somehow, they managed to be knee-deep in the back. Heels in hand, I stood to slip my feet into them.

Only missing my lip gloss, I walked back into the bathroom to apply my favorite shade of light pink. From the corner of my eye, I saw Kyle standing in the doorway. I turned my head to take in his large frame leaning against the door frame.

Kyle let out a low, sexy whistle. “How am I supposed to go out with the guys tonight, knowing you have on that sexy-as-hell dress?”