Forever Mine (Providence Series Book 1) (19 page)

When I’d come up with as many excuses as I could, he’d called me on my bullshit, and we’d had a small argument which ended with him saying, “I have never, ever, had a female aside from family in my home.”
 

He’d started to list places where he had fucked females, and I walked away shouting locations back at him. I’d ended up over his shoulder while he stormed up the stairs towards my bedroom and then kicked up his shoulder, so I flew off it and onto the bed. Before I could stop bouncing and catch my breath, he was on me and kissing me hard. After a lengthy make-out session, we’d made it into the shower, cleaned up and I’d packed a bag for two nights. I’d gone to pack for one, but Ren had upped the ante because of my ‘insults’ he said, and now it was two. This was a bit of an issue for me as I needed to take all of my work stuff with me too, as well as my work clothes for Monday, but Ren was patient and continued to ‘hunt’ through my ‘shit’ as he put it, while I did this. We cleaned up the kitchen and locked up before he drove us to his place. I’d wanted to take my car, but he said he’d drive me to and from work on Monday and that it was no problem to him.

As we drove into the ranch, he turned to look at me. “Do you mind if we stop in and see Mom quickly?”. I’d quickly fallen in love with Colette, so this was no problem to me, and I was sure given how fantastic Ren, his mom, and even Cole were, that the rest of his family would be just as amazing, so I was looking forward to meeting them.

We pulled up, and a man who had to be Ren’s Dad came out with a huge grin on his face. As we got out of the car he shouted, “Ren, you been bribing young ladies to get in your car with candy again?”

“It’s cool, Mr. Townsend; I made him give me the whole bag before I got in,” I quipped, and Ren’s head snapped around at me in shock. What, did he think only he and Cole could be funny? How offensive, I was fucking hilarious I thought with a sniff.

“Maya, you’re gonna fit in here perfectly. Welcome to the family,” Jack said coming up to me and scooping me up in a bear hug. He had his arms around the top of my arms, so they were stuck close to my body, and all I could do was lift my hand and do an awkward pat on his side because they couldn’t move any further.

“You’re suffocating her, at least, give her your name before you maul her.” Ren grumbled coming up behind us and trying to pull me away from his Dad.

After I’d been released and was firmly against Ren’s side, still grinning, his Dad held his hand out. “Jack by the way,” he said, before looking at Ren and saying, “don’t tell your mother.”
 

I burst out laughing because he was so much like my own Dad. People assumed that because he was a diplomat, and now an Ambassador, he was stuffy and only had one personality- Ambassador; but my Dad was a menace. When I was a kid, we were constantly getting up to mischief together. I had a great picture of him at Madam Tussaud’s sitting on the Queen’s knee. He’d jumped across the partition that clearly said that we weren’t to pass it and had whisper shouted at me to ‘take the picture’. We were huge Bad Boys 2 fans, so he’d gone through the different poses like in the movie when Marcus had accidentally swallowed the drug at the mortuary and was sitting next to the Buddha in the Captain’s home and telling Mike to take the picture. I had ended up with my legs crossed trying not to pee because I couldn’t stop laughing and Dad had only just jumped back over the partition when a security guard and a guide with a group of people came round the corner. Jack and my Dad were going to get along so well, well if Ren and I made it that far, which I hoped we did.

We went into the house with Jack telling me about the ranch and offering to saddle up a horse for me later in the day which I was all for. Colette was in the kitchen baking, but when she heard the voices she came out of the kitchen, squealed and ran towards us. Jack opened his arms, but she ran past him and an also open armed Ren and hugged me tightly. I was going to have to get used to the fact that they were a very tactile family. My family hugged and we even bear hugged, but the Townsend’s were excited huggers; that involved running, swooping, some jumping from time to time, lifting off the floor and some swinging.
 

“Aw sweetie, it's great to see you again. Are you staying at Ren’s tonight?” She had a huge grin on her face and was looking between us. I could feel my cheeks going red and waited for Ren to answer her because there was no way in hell that I was. I made the mistake of flicking my eyes to look at Jack and saw he had a massive smile on his face as he winked at me making me look up at the ceiling.
 

Finally, Ren answered after what felt like half an hour of ceiling inspection. “Yeah, Ma.” That’s it? I could have done that!

“That's wonderful news, just as well I went in and changed your sheets this morning then isn’t it?” She said patting his cheek and turning back to the kitchen. “Oh, and I made up one of the guest beds for Maya to sleep in.” Now that was pretty much the cherry on my mortification sundae.
 

“She’s kidding,” Ren whispered in my ear as he pulled me to his side. I buried my face in his top and groaned forgetting that his dad was right there until he burst out laughing.

“You should see your face,” Jack laughed, patting my shoulder and walking in the same direction his wife had.

I pulled my face out of Ren’s top when I was sure that we were alone. “I see where Cole gets it from now,” and then quickly returned my face into Ren’s laughing chest.
 

I was beginning to smile a bit while I listened to him, until he said, “You haven’t met the others yet!”

Ah, crap!

Ren

Mom had called my Gram and Gramps while she was in the kitchen and invited them over. They had a house on the far side of the property and arrived roughly twenty minutes after we got there.

“Oh you weren’t kidding Linda when you said she was a beauty,” Gramps said right after he’d grabbed Maya’s face turning it left and right.

Gram had walked up to him and smacked his arm before lecturing him about mauling people before introducing himself. I’d kinda hoped she was just telling him off for mauling my girl full stop, but apparently when you passed seventy-five, it was common decency to introduce yourself first.
 

“Hurst,” Gramps had said before picking her up in the same way my dad had earlier. My family only did bear hugs, well unless you were Mom, Grams or Layla; they did the jump up and down hugs or just the big squeeze and release hugs.
 

Thankfully Maya had taken it all well, and we’d sat down and shot the shit for a while, but I wanted to get my girl in my space. I hadn’t been lying when I said that I hadn’t had females, bar family, in my home. It had always felt disrespectful to my family, and that was my personal space, but with Maya it was different; I needed her there.
 

Now that I’d found her, I did feel somewhat ashamed about my past. Whenever I tried explaining how special Maya was, I put my foot in my mouth, and I understood how she felt because when she started on about her ex’s I saw red. I didn’t want to hear about that shit, as far as I was concerned she started and ended with me and likewise. In the car her phone had gone off and it had been her ex Marc checking in; even that set me off and I’d had to stop myself squeezing the shit out of the steering wheel.
 

Then she told me she’d heard from that twunt that I’d torn a new one on the phone the other day, which worried me. There was no reason for him to still be able to contact her so I’d be making sure that she blocked him. Why couldn't he just leave her alone after what he did? I didn’t know, but the fact that she hadn’t fucked the guy, that gave me a lot of satisfaction. In fact, I’d grinned like an idiot when she’d given that information away without realizing it.
 

Cole turned up just after Gram and Gramps and had done the whole ‘hug the shit out of Maya’ thing, narrowly missing a fist to the jaw from me. Now, we were sitting listening to Maya tell us about the places she’d grown up in and also these funny as shit stories about her Dad. I could see my own Dad’s eyes light up when he realized that his future in law would be awesome and that they could get up to shit together, just as Mom’s had done when she told us about her Mom.
 

Now, though, I wanted Maya time, so I stood up, pulling Maya with me.“Right y’all, I’m gonna take Maya over to mine and show her around my place…again”
 

I didn’t miss the cocky look on Cole’s face and gave him a look to let him know that any asshole remarks would have painful repercussions. Dad and Gramps had their arms crossed and were giving me wise ass grins, but they were mature enough not to say anything. Or so I’d thought until Gramps snorted and then choked; good, I hope he swallowed his teeth.

“Okay, sweetie,” Mom said coming up and giving both of us a hug. “Are you joining us for dinner? Oh, Maya, you’ll get to meet all the ranch hands.”
 

Like fuck, she would. “Uh no Mom, we’ll probably go out for something or make something. I’m not sure yet.”
 

I wasn’t sure about food, but what I was sure of was that none of those hound dogs were getting near my girl. I saw them out at Jilly’s and Sheeve’s, in fact, some of them had been there the night before eyeballing her when I’d walked in. Maybe in the future, the distant future.
 

After goodbye’s to everyone, we finally got back in the car and drove to mine. It was only a couple of minutes walk, but I had Maya’s shit in the back so it would just be easier pulling up to the house.

“This place is so beautiful,” Maya whispered, and I turned to look at her to see her looking across the ranch reverently. I was proud of where I grew up and my family’s businesses. I was also relieved when my parents had let us choose where we would work because although I liked doing the odd work here and there on the Ranch, I was more of a grease monkey and the garage was my life.

We got out and carried her shit inside dumping her work stuff on the couch while I took her clothes up to my bedroom and went into my bathroom with Maya following me.

“Um,” she said just as I pressed the metal tab on the far wall of my bathroom and the walk in closet opened up. I turned around to her and saw her standing with her mouth open, looking around the space. “How did I miss this?” She asked still looking shocked and making me chuckle. “I spent three hours tinkering with how to make you a walk in, in your bedroom, without it taking up a lot of space; and the whole time this was here?” She walked in and looked around taking everything in.

“That’d be my bad baby,” I followed behind her and put her stuff on top of the drawer units on the wall to the left. On the far wall there was a rail for my hanging stuff and on the right, there was a rail that took up half the wall and the rest were shelves for my shoes.
 
I currently filled one and a quarter of those shelves, so I took Maya’s shoes from the bag she’d put them in and put them next to mine.
 

I started picturing more and looked at the space thinking that I needed to get a
 
shoe shelving system put in. Then I could put a tall drawer unit where the shoes currently were for Maya’s bedding and towel addictions. Then again, maybe it would be easier to have that in one of the spare rooms?
 

I snapped out of my plans and looked up to see Maya wasn’t in the closet anymore and had instead moved out into the bathroom. She had the same look on her face that she’d had the first time she walked into it, and I was relieved that she loved it so much.
 

Following her out of the bathroom as she moved back into my bedroom, I walked up behind her as she looked at the bed and pulled her back into my chest.

“Are you sure you haven’t had anyone in there?”

I looked down into her eyes and could see that this meant something to her like it did to me with her bed, so I answered still looking down at her so she could see the truth. “Not ever.”

The next thing her mouth was on mine and I had her up in my arms with her legs around my waist. Last night with Maya had been mind blowing. I’d never been bare in someone before, contrary to Cole’s shit I didn’t make a habit of bare wood nor was it rotting, but with Maya, I’d never settle for anything else. The problem was, now that I’d had her, I wanted her more; constantly. I was addicted.

Laying her down gently on my bed, I reached down and lifted her top up and off her body revealing her gorgeous body. I was hugely appreciative of the fact that she also had a sexy underwear addiction. Last nights had rendered me speechless when I’d first seen it, but she’d agreed to wear it for me again sometime because there hadn’t been much light in the room and neither of us was waiting around for me to turn the light on and take a look at it. This set was white and lacy and fit her perfectly.
 

I bent down and gently trailed my tongue around the edge of the cups of the bra, and when I got to the end of the opposite side, I moved down and sucked hard through the lace.
 
She was moaning and scratching at my scalp with her nails and decided I needed skin.
 
I reared back just enough to pop the front fastening of her bra, growling when it gave way, and her beautiful breasts were left bare. I decided after a couple of minutes of playing that I needed even more and trailed my fingers down her stomach to the buttons on her little black shorts; her stomach muscles clenching as I passed over them. I managed to get them undone one handed, which was just as well because I needed my other hand to keep my weight off of her, and soon had my hand down her panties. I loved that she was bare, but wouldn’t object if she decided not to do it again; what she did with her body was up to her, I’d take her any way I could.