Risking Fate (44 page)

“What Ty? What is going on now? You two and your secrets are really pissing me off.”

Conner put his hands down and looked at his sister. “
I’m
goin’ to start from the beginning so you don’t think I kept anything from you. Don’t open your pretty little mouth until I’m finished, you got it?”

Miranda shrugged. “Whatever!”

“
The night that all this shit started with Heather, you were right, I knew about it. I was the person Ty called when he needed advice and I am the one who convinced him to lie to you. It was all my idea for him to move on and forget it ever happened, even though I knew he couldn’t do it forever.” Miranda started to talk, but he held up his hand. “You see, when I saw Ty that night, he wasn’t right. When he told me he was drugged, I knew that he was telling me the truth. You didn’t see him that night, Randa. He was tore up somethin’ fierce. The whole time he kept sayin’ that he never touched her, so I suggested that she set it all up. I knew Heather didn’t know who I was, so I asked Amy to set us up. She knew all along that I only wanted answers, but that girl loves you like you’re her sister and she wanted to be able to fix things.”

“You told Amy?”
Miranda
looked genuinely hurt.

“I had to. Just shut up, please.” He shook his head before continuing. Miranda refused to look my way and I hated reliving the events in my head. “I
knew I had
to
get her to
trust me if I ev
er wanted
to find out if Ty
was telling the truth. Nothing against you, Bro, but either way I wanted answers. Just so you know, I never doubted you for a second.
I’ve cheated on my fair
share
of women and I never left any of the other women’s beds so tore up.” He looked back at Miranda, who was already crying silently to herself. “Heather took the bait right away. Within a week, she was calling me all damn day, wanting to hang out. I took things slow, making her think I wanted something real. Since she thought I was living out of a motel, it was always her idea to go there, but one night I finally got her to take me to her place.”

“Jesus Christ, Conner, you slept with her too?” Miranda stood up and walked over to put Jake in his chair. She immediately began pacing
around
the room crying. I rushed to her side, but she pushed me away. “Why are you telling me this? Do you have feelin’s for her? She’s never comin’ here. I don’t want her near my family…”

“Will you calm down. I ain’t got feelin’s for that slut.”

I removed my hands from my face and watched my wife walk back to the table. I was shocked that Conner had gone through with his plan and actually bedded the enemy. He really had taken one for the team. “Please get this story over with. If I have to move in with my
parents a day before my daughter’s birthday party, I am really going to kick your ass.”

“You two need to just chill and hear me out. After I had spent the night there a few times, she started leaving me alone in the house. Every time she showered or ran to the store, I snooped around. I found her camera first that had even more pictures then she gave you, but what I did see was this.” He pulled the camera out of his back pocket and slid it across the table. “I know you don’t want to look, but I think you need to
see
the one’s she didn’t show you.”

I flipped through the pictures. Each one
was like a knife being stabbed into my heart, until I came across the ones where two people were trying to pose me in different positions and I was clearly not awake. “Son of a bitch. I knew it.”

Miranda, who seemed scared to death of the camera, yanked it out of my hand. She began staring at the one I left on the screen. Sure enough as she flipped through it was obvious that I wasn’t conscious. There were even pictures of Heather laughing while trying to pose. She
finally
sat the camera down between us and looked to Conner.

He cleared his throat. “Randa, she walked in on me lookin’ at those pictures and I flat out asked her about them. She said that her and
her friends wanted to pay back
an
ex-lover that pissed her off and if that isn’t enough evidence for you, on the first night I slept with her, she said she hadn’t been with anyone in over a year and it was with a girl. You can be as mad at me if you want, but your husband never cheated on you. He was tellin’ you the truth the whole damn time. Now instead of bein’ all pissed, I think you have a little secret of your own that he deserves to hear about.”

She put her hands over her face and kept them there. I just sat there in total shock. Conner slept with Heather. He actually went through with it
to help me and his sister. I looked at my wife and thought about Conner’s last words. “What
secret?” 
Miranda
reached over and grabbed one of my hands, but I pulled away. “No, what secret?”

She put her head down and started crying. “When she brought those pictures I was so pissed at you. I wanted you to suffer for what you did, but then the accident happened and everything just got so busy.”

I stood up and clenched my fists, thinking about everything I had gone through. All of this shit could have been avoided. I never cheated on my wife. “You better start making sense.”

“Heather didn’t just drop off the pictures and her lies. She left the paternity papers too.”

Her words ripped through my heart. “What?”

Miranda cried more, but she wasn’t making me feel sorry for her. “It’s not what you’re thinking, Ty. I swear it isn’t. I can prove it to you.” She jumped up out of her seat and ran toward the kitchen
desk. A white envelope
slipped across the table and set in front of my face. I looked down on it and saw that it was from the
lawyer’s
office. The case had been dropped, so I had no idea what she was showing me.

“You’re goin’ to want to open that.” Conner sat back in his chair and smiled.

Since he seemed confidant, I opened the envelope. My hands began to shake when I pulled out the official paper, including the Seal of Kentucky. I knew what I was looking at, but I couldn’t believe it
actually
was happening. The altered test had worked and I was now listed as the biological father of Isabella Mitchell.
I put my hands in my face as the tears poured out of my eyes. I felt Miranda wrapping her arms
around
me, but I didn’t budge. “Now, no one can ever take her way from you.”

I let my hands fall and pulled her onto my lap. She wiped away my tears and kissed me. “Thank you so much, Baby. This means everything to me.”

She hugged me tight. “I should have never doubted you. Please say you forgive me.”

I looked over at my brother in law as I stood up with my wife straddling my waist. “Watch the kids.”

I kissed my wife all the way to our bedroom and once that door was shut, I knew it was going to be the best fucking sex we’d ever had.

Chapter 32

Miranda

I hated hearing what Conner did, but his story took away every ounce of pain that was in my heart. My husband was telling truth. He’d never strayed and
I
owed him a huge apology. Of course, Ty was so overwhelmed with his own happiness that we ended up in the bedroom. I’m kind of glad Conner was still at the table, but knowing my husband, he would have started fucking me right there.

We no sooner made it into our bedroom when our clothes started ripping off, and when I say ripping, I mean they were trashed. Our kisses were aggressive and so was Ty. He picked me up and shoved me into the wall, sending two pictures crashing to the floor, while never breaking our tongue filled kiss. I wrapped my arms around his back and dug into his shoulders as he kissed my neck. My nipples tingled and I could feel myself getting wet every time my tongue touched his.

Ty took a hand and shoved everything off of our dresser to sit me on i
t. He backed away and walked
ou
t of his pants before kissing me
again. I bit down on his bottom lip and pulled it away from his face. When I knew it hurt him, I let go.

He pushed my head back against the wall and dove into my chest, caressing one breast with his hand while his mouth was all over the other one. I pushed him away from me with my feet and started rubbing myself while he watched. Each time he tried to touch me, I put my legs up to block him.
“Sit on the bed.”

He cocked his eyebrow. “No fucking way, I need to touch you.”

I rubbed myself harder and began stroking my breast with my free hand. “I want you to watch me. Back
away slowly and tell me how
much you like it.”

He bit down on his lip but moved slowly back to the bed. “This is torture.”

“Stroke yourself.” I wet my finger and rubbed it over
my
nipple as my husband took his hard cock into his hand. He wanted to close his eyes, but fought to watch me. “What’s next, Babe?”

He licked his lips and from where his eyes were focused I knew he was looking between my legs. He could barely speak, he was already so worked up. “Does it feel good?”

I rubbed faster, looking down at what I was doing. Poor Ty stopped moving his hand and just stared at what I was doing. “It feels so good.”

“I bet it tastes so good.”

I backed my body up onto the dresser and brought one leg up. Slowly I brought my finger to my mouth and licked it.

“Fuck this shit!” Ty came at me before I could argue. He picked me up off the dresser and threw me onto the bed. His mouth found mine, but only for a couple of seconds. “I can taste your pussy on your lips.”

“Oh yeah, you like that shit?”

“You know I do.” He grabbed me by the waist and turned me over on my stomach before pulling me down over the edge of the bed, so my legs were touching the floor. I felt a hard slap on my ass and then him rubbing where the pain was setting in.  Ty ran his hands up the center of my back and grabbed onto my shoulder. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you
won’t
be able to walk.”

I reached between my legs and made co
ntact with his balls as he
moved
his hard cock
all
over the base to my
ass.
Then he
sl
id it down and
slapped it on my pussy, making me
cry out.
“Please, Ty.”
I
climbed back o
nto the bed, but only to put my
ass up in the air more.
Ty loved when I was face down and ass up.
He
reached
between
my
legs and shoved tw
o fingers deep inside of me
.
I
started r
ocking back and forth against his
fingers.

“Is this what you want?”
He leaned down and whispered into my hair.

“No! You know what I want.
Babe. Please.”
He removed his fingers and drove himself into me as far as it would go. I cried out and lost my
balance
, falling face first onto the bed
.
He climbed on the bed behind me, never letting himself fall completely out of me. Ty pulled at my waist and thrusted himself
harder and harder, making loud slapping sounds. “How’s it feel, Baby?”

“More, Ty. Please don’t stop.”

He stopped and flipped me
over. “I need to look at you while I’m pounding this pussy.”
I bit down on my
lip
and pulled my legs up above my
head.
He loved it and it made me come faster than any other position.
“That’s what I’m talking about.”
He
slammed back inside of me
as
he held my legs up close to his
face.
He
reached for me to kiss him, so I pulled my
legs even further
back as I leaned in to touch his perfect lips. I
scrunched up my face and gritted my teeth as Ty
pumped
his
hard cock in and
out of me so fast I was about to pass out. “Oh shit, Baby, I can’t hold it.”

My stomach filled with butterflies and I could feel my muscles down there pushing him out as he began to make his faces and freeze in place. Finally, as he was bringing my legs back down at his sides, we heard our daughter and we both froze.

“Daddy, why are you naked and holding Mommy’s legs?”

Oh Mother fucking Hell!

The look on Ty’s face was something I will never forget. His eyes got so big and he stood straight up, to prevent our daughter from seeing me. From where she was standing all she could see was the back of her father. He picked up a towel off the bed and turned around to face our very shocked daughter. “Izzy, Daddy is getting changed. Go back out there with your uncle right now.”

“Mommy’s naked too.”