Reckless Redemption: A Bad Blooded Rebel Novel (Bad Blooded Rebel Series) (10 page)

“I
love him, Ev. I still do.”

I
felt the tears start to come again and I turned my face away before he saw me.

“I
know you do. Just do me a favor?” she asked.

“What’s
that?”

“Don’t
let pride get in the way of you two this time. Don’t let him go,” Everleigh
stated.

I
took a deep breath and warmth spread through me. I wasn’t about to let him go
again. “I won’t.”

“Good.
Well, I’m going to let you get back to Beau,” she said, and I could hear a
smile in her voice. “You two kids have fun, you hear?”

I
chuckled and replied, “Yeah okay. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

“Deal.
I want details!”

Smiling,
I said, “Sure, later Ev.”

“Bye
girl,” she said, and I hung up my phone.

Beau
came strolling over to me holding the carry out box. “You ready to go,
beautiful?”

I
grinned at him, hope filling me. I linked my arm in his and answered,
“Absolutely.”

“What
about ‘Anchorman’?” Beau asked me. We were back at his house, looking through
the massive collection of movies trying to find one we wanted to watch.

“That
could work. I love that movie,” I answered. “I’ve seen it about a million
times.”

“Yeah,
me too. Let’s pick something we haven’t seen in a while. What about ‘Talledega
Nights’?”

I
laughed and asked, “Is this Will Ferrell night or something?”

“Well,
what do you want to watch?” he asked playfully. “If you say you want to watch a
chick movie though, you are screwed.”

Giggling,
I thought for a moment before asking, “Do you have ‘Tommy Boy’?”

Beau
smiled at me and said, “Of course I do. I love that movie, plus I haven’t seen
it in a while.”

“Great!
Okay, ‘Tommy Boy’ it is,” I answered.

He
smiled at me and pulled the movie out of the case. I walked over to his couch and
sat down, tucking my feet under my bottom as he put the movie into the DVD
player and started it.

Once
the opening credits started rolling, Beau walked over to the couch and sat next
to me. He smiled at me as he put his arm up on the back of the couch. I wanted
to scoot over and snuggle up to him more than anything but I was too afraid. I
didn’t know why I was…he’d made it clear that he wanted me and I knew I wanted
him. But for some reason shyness overcame me and we watched the movie together in
uncomfortable silence.

“Danni?” he said, his eyes glassy and red rimmed. He
looked like he was in a fog and seemed to be having trouble focusing on my
face. “Danni, is that you? Please tell me I’m not dreaming.”

A single hot tear fell down my cheek as I took in
the sight of him. His facial hair had grown into more of a beard than he’d ever
had. He had dark circles under his eyes, his skin looked slightly sallow, and
his face looked so sad that it took all my strength not to break down in tears.

It had been six months since I’d seen him…since Ev
and Ryder’s wedding night in Vegas. He looked a little sad then but it was
nothing compared to now. The Beau I was seeing was an empty shell of the man I
once loved.

“You’re not dreaming, Beau. I’m here, I’m right
here,” I said softly as I knelt down next to him.

He was lying on his bed; there were empty and half
empty bottles of whiskey and tequila all over his room. There was the stench of
unwashed clothes and stale liquor in the air. I had a lump in my throat as I
took in his dazed expression. He seemed to be having trouble focusing on me,
and a tear rolled down my face.

He reached out a shaking hand and placed it on my
cheek.

“You’re so beautiful,” he slurred. “I love you so
much.”

I choked down my heartache seeing him like this. I
knew I had to take action. I came here to help him after Everleigh called me and
that was what I was going to do.

“Beau, come on. It’s time to get up out of this
bed.”

He groaned and threw an arm over his face.

“No, I don’t want to get up. It’s too early, the
sun’s not even up yet.”

Another tear fell as I pulled his arm from his face.
It was five o’clock in the evening. The fact that he thought it was morning
obviously meant he was losing track of time and was much worse off than I
realized. I knew it was going to take all of my strength but I had to separate
myself emotionally from him right now because he didn’t need me to be weak. He
needed me to be his friend and pull him out of this before he killed himself.

I put my feelings and hurt aside and pulled his arm
until he started to move. He reluctantly sat up and I suggested, “Let’s get up
and get some dinner, huh? Maybe get a shower first.”

Beau smiled as I led him out of his bed.

“Are you going to wash me, baby?” he asked
drunkenly.

 I stumbled under his weight as I guided him through
the mess and into his bathroom. He slumped down on the toilet seat as I started
the shower. I looked over my shoulder at him as I checked the water temperature
and he had his head back against the wall with his eyes closed.

“Fuck, my head hurts,” he groaned.

Beau looked completely exhausted, both physically
and emotionally. I turned my face away from him and let the unshed tears flow
down my cheeks while I got his shower ready. I had wondered the whole drive to
Cincinnati if it was a good idea for me to come here after Ev called me begging
for help. But seeing how bad this situation really was I realized I was in the
right place at the right time. I would save him no matter what I had to do.

I
jolted awake, the dream still fresh in my mind. I blinked a few times and
realized I had tears in my eyes. The dream was so vivid; I felt pain in my
chest as I remembered seeing Beau like that. I don’t think I’ll ever forget his
look of defeat or how terrified I was when I first came here.

Looking
around the room, it took me a minute to remember I wasn’t at home. I was still
in Beau’s house on his couch and now I was covered with a fleece blanket. I
must have fallen asleep. I turned my head to look for him but he wasn’t beside
me. I sat up, confused as to where he might have gone. After looking around for
a few moments I heard water running. It was coming from his bathroom; he was
obviously taking a shower.

I
suddenly felt brave and stood up off the couch. If my dream had shown me
anything, it was that I couldn’t let Beau go down that road again. If giving in
to our love for each other was going to keep that from happening then that was
what I was going to do. Besides, I was tired of fighting a war between my head
and my heart. When it came to Beau my heart would win every single time.

My
blood was racing hot in my veins as I walked down the hallway toward the
bathroom. I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it to the floor. As I
unbuttoned my jeans and started to slide them down my hips I thought to myself,
there’s no turning back now.
I quickly slid out of my bra and shimmied
out of my panties. By the time I reached the bathroom door I was completely
naked and shaking with desire.

I
silently slipped into the bathroom and my mouth started to water as I watched
him through the glass door of his walk-in shower. He was the epitome of male
beauty. His over-long hair was wet and clinging to his shoulders as he rinsed
out the shampoo. His back was to me and I felt myself getting wetter and wetter
as my eyes roamed down his broad sculpted shoulders and rested on his perfectly
rock hard ass. I shivered and fought back a moan as his hips slightly turned
and I caught a peek at his dick. It was just as thick and long as I remembered,
and my skin felt tight as I stared shamelessly while he washed his body.

I
couldn’t take the anticipation any longer. I quietly slid open the glass door,
slipping inside the shower behind him. Luckily the water was so loud that he
didn’t hear me. My heart was pounding harder than it ever had. I took a deep
breath and reached up to touch his muscled shoulders with shaking hands.

As
soon as I touched his hot wet skin I leaned in and pressed my lips to his neck.
He jumped and spun around to face me. His eyes were a combination of surprised
and turned on as they quickly scanned my naked body.

“Danni?
What are you doing?”

“Taking
a chance,” I answered softly, leaning closer to him.

I
could feel the heat coming from his body as I inched closer to him. The water
was spraying all over us, our wet bodies just inches apart. I moved my fingers
from his shoulders to toy with the ends of his wet hair.

“Am
I too late?”

He
groaned and grabbed my face between his hands.

“Never,”
he whispered before he roughly pressed his lips against mine.

I
opened my mouth immediately to him and he thrust his tongue inside. My blood
was on fire and passion surged through me as Beau and I tasted each other for
the first time in over a year.

He
spun us around and pressed me against the shower wall. He let go of my face,
and taking my hands in his, he raised them above my head. He held my wrists
together with one of his large hands as he roamed his other down my bare side
resting it at my waist. I started to shake as he gripped my ass tightly and
pulled me as close to his body as he could. I lifted myself up on the tips of
my toes and hooked my leg around him. Beau guided my other leg up and I wrapped
them both tightly around his waist.

“God
Danni I’ve missed you,” he said. “I’ve missed your lips, your skin, your touch…”

As
he trailed kisses down my neck he released my hands and I wrapped my arms
around his shoulders. I combed my fingers through his hair and moaned.

“I’ve
missed you too, Beau. So much.”

He
stopped his kisses and looked into my eyes.

“I
love you, Danni. I should have told you that a long time ago and like a fucking
idiot I didn’t. That was the biggest mistake I’ve ever made but I’m not letting
it happen again. I’m not wasting another day without you. I love you more than
anything in this fucking world and I’m never letting you go again.”

“Don’t
let me go. I love you too, Beau, and I want this. Please,” I whimpered
impatiently, grinding my hips against his cock.

His
length was engorged and rock solid as it pressed against my stomach. I was
desperate to feel him inside me once again and to solidify our relationship by
making love with him.

“You
want my cock deep in you, baby?” he growled, thrusting his hips into me.

I
nodded and panted, “Yes, Beau. Please…please take me. Make me yours again.”

“Tell
me you love me. I need to hear it again.”

“I
love you Beau. I’ve always loved you.”

“Tell
me you want this, want us.”

I
wiggled against him impatiently. “I want you right now. Please, Beau.”

“Tell
me you want me to make love to you.”

I
looked into his eyes and they were dark with need yet soft and warm as they
bore into mine. My heart filled with hope…we’d had plenty of sex in the past
but we’d never made love. He could never call it that and the fact that he
chose those words now really solidified everything in my mind.

“Make
love to me, Beau,” I said, panting heavily and feeling like I’d die if he
didn’t enter me soon.

He
leaned in and kissed me deeply one more time before he took his cock into his
hand and positioned himself at the entrance of my heat. He rubbed the head of
his dick against my clit several times, igniting little sparks of pleasure in
me before he moved back to my entrance and slid his hard engorged cock deep
inside me.

I
cried out from the feel of us connecting again in every single way that
mattered. I closed my eyes and fought back tears as sensation took over me. I
had missed this, missed
him
so much.

“Fuck,
Danni, you feel incredible,” he moaned as he moved in and out of me. My legs
were wrapped so tightly around his waist that my feet were digging into his
ass. After he drove into me until I was close to orgasm, he pulled me away from
the shower wall.

“I
need you in my bed. Now,” he growled.

He
shut the shower off and carried me out of the bathroom to his bed all the while
our soaking wet bodies were still connected. The movement was causing friction
in all the right placesl we didn’t even make it to his bed before I had a hard
strong orgasm. Throwing my hair back, I screamed out as he leaned his mouth
down and lightly sucked my neck.

“That’s
right, beautiful. Come on my dick.”

“God,
Beau!” I cried out, clawing his back. As soon as my body was coming down from
my release, he pulled out and gently laid me on the bed. My legs fell apart and
my bones felt like jelly. I held my hand out for him, desperate to feel him
inside me again.