A Love Stolen (8 page)

"I can't eat anymore." She hadn't eaten Chinese food in years. She used to do that with Trevor all the time, one more tradition she let go of, when she let go of him.

"I haven't had Chef Lee's in forever," Trevor said. "It's as fantastic as I remembered."

"You've been in town all this time. Why haven't you had Chinese in years?"

"I don't know. I guess Mary Grace wasn't a fan." He shrugged. "We just never did."

"This place is great." Lila looked around Trevor's home. "The view of the ocean is incredible."

"Thanks. I was lucky the storm wasn't as big as they said it was going to be. I had little water damage. The people a few counties over didn't do as well."

"I saw that on the news."

He cleared the table as Lila loaded the dishwasher. "When did you move in

here?"

"Shortly after I found out about Jeremy not being mine. Mary Grace and I

decided it was for the best. I thought they'd stay in our house, but when we found out about the treatment center, they decided to move. I think her parents are going to put their house on the market and move closer to her."

Lila was glad she wouldn't be spending the night in the bed he'd shared with his ex-wife. "That will probably be a big help to Mary Grace."

"I hope so."

"You're very kind about the whole thing." Lila didn't understand why he wasn't more upset about the fact that he'd raised another man's child for six years, believing the boy was his.

"He's still my son." He pulled her against his chest. "I wasn't meant to be with his mother, anyway. I knew that from the very beginning, but I married her anyway. I was just as wrong as she was."

He tilted her chin and brushed his lips along her jaw.

"I knew who my heart belonged to." He moved his mouth to hers. "Mary Grace knew, too. As hard as I tried to be a good husband, my heart still belonged to you. She looked past that."

"So you looked past what she did?" Now his amicable divorce made sense.

Trevor felt guilty for not being able to let go of his feelings for Lila.

"What choice do I have? I love that little boy. Can you understand that?" He stroked her cheek. "Does it make me wrong, to get over the betrayal and just accept things the way they are?"

"It makes you really smart." She kissed him. "You've more than exceeded my expectations, Trevor. You've turned into a wonderful man who should be proud of his accomplishments."

"Are you going to stay with me? Give us another chance?"

"I want to," she whispered, as she pressed her forehead to his.

"What's wrong?" He took her face between his hands. "You don't sound real sure."

"That's the first time I've said what I wanted out loud." She'd been fighting her feelings, because she was afraid she'd get hurt.

"Do you mean it?" He put his lips to hers.

"I want to try."

"You can't run from me anymore," he said. "You have to promise that, no matter what life throws at us, you can't bolt. Can you promise me that?"

"I think so, but you need to promise me something."

"Anything."

"If we have problems or a fight, you can't run to someone else."

He looked down.

"I know we were broken up, but it shattered my trust in you."

"I'm sorry," he said. "You have to believe me when I say there will never be anyone else for me. I made mistakes, but I don't plan on doing anything to hurt you ever again."

"I want to believe that, but it may take some time for me to get there."

She was afraid to trust in love again, but she knew she couldn't let him go a

second time. Not after spending the last few days with him and getting to know the man he'd become.

"You've always been here." He took her hand and placed it against his heart. "I tried to forget you. I wanted to move on, but I couldn't. Believe me, it would have been much easier if I could have."

"Neither could I." She rested her head on his shoulder. "I should have stayed, and at least heard you out. I probably still would have left, but at least we may have had some closure."

"You did what you had to do for you. What happened wasn't fair, and I didn't expect you to wait around until I figured out what the hell I was going to do. We're here now, and that's the only thing I care about."

He picked her up, carrying her bridal style, as he walked down the hall.

"What are you doing?"

"Taking you to my bed. I want to make love to you." He nipped at her bottom lip.

"All night."

His words caused electricity to course through her system and settle between her legs. Her body burned with desire. She wrapped her arms around his neck, twisting her fingers in the hair at his nape.

Once inside his bedroom, he placed her on her feet. She took a step back and

smiled at him. She ran her hand up her arm, to the strap of her sundress. "Do you remember the first time we made love?"

"How could I forget?" He sat on the edge of the bed, just as he had done the first time they were together. "My parents were out of town for the weekend. I took you to my house."

"To your bedroom." She let her dress slip down her body to pool at her feet. "I took my clothes off for you."

"I'd never seen anything more perfect than you." He pulled his shirt over his head. "I still haven't."

She walked over to where he sat, placing her hands on his shoulders. He ran his finger down the column of her throat, in between her breasts, circling her nipples with the pad of his finger.

"As much as I wanted you that night, I was so afraid I was going to hurt you." He slid his hand down her stomach, to the waistband of her panties. "You were so sweet and innocent."

"I wanted to be yours." She pulled down her panties, then stepped out of them.

"Like I do right now."

"I think you've always been mine." He lay back on the mattress, pulling her down on top of him. He trailed his hand down her back, over her ass, between her legs.

His touch fueled the fire building inside her. She placed open-mouth kisses along his jaw and neck as he pushed his fingers inside her wet pussy from behind.

"Trev." She sat up and moved her body against his hand.

"Does that feel good, baby?"

"So good." She rocked into him as she reached down and unbuckled his belt. "I want to touch you."

As he continued to pleasure her with his fingers, he managed to wiggle out of his jeans and boxers, with her assistance.

She gripped his cock and pumped it in her hand. When she leaned forward to

capture his mouth with hers, he slid his fingers out of her slick center. She immediately missed his touch. She looked at him, but before she could protest, he reached for her forearms and aligned their lower bodies.

"No more playing," he said. "I have to be closer."

She understood what he meant. She needed him to fill her as only he could. She

wanted to feel consumed, wanted, and loved. She sat up, then maneuvered herself onto his prominent erection, closing her eyes and easing her way down his shaft.

Perfect.

She sighed and looked down to witness the pure bliss on his face. When he

opened his eyes and looked into her own, it hit her with a clarity she hadn't experienced before. The struggle over whether she should stay with him, where she belonged, disappeared from her thoughts. They still had a way to go, but they were headed in the right direction.

As she rocked into him, she ran her hands down his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin under her touch. She finally knew what she wanted. There'd be no more

guessing, no more questions.

"Trev, baby, I can't—" The feeling of her pussy engulfing his cock distracted her.

She knew what she wanted to tell him, but the pleasure was too much. She couldn't verbalize what she needed to say.

"Can't what, gorgeous? Tell me." He gripped her hips and met each of her downward thrusts with a quick, hard upward motion.

Ever leave you
.

Had she said that out loud? She couldn't focus on anything other than him,

moving inside her. She couldn't imagine him getting any deeper. She reached down to cradle his balls in her hand, heightening his pleasure. Her clit throbbed against his cock as he swiveled his hips. His actions caused her body to spasm, over and over. She leaned down, pressed her lips to his, and came harder than she'd ever experienced. As the sweat trickled down her back, he moved against her, and then she felt his body tense.

"Angel, I'm gonna come." He tightened his hold on her waist, stilled his movements, then released deep inside her.

He rolled her onto her side, then wrapped his arms around her. "No words." He managed to breathe out. "I can't describe what you do to me."

As Lila cuddled against Trevor, neither of them said anything for a few minutes.

Lila knew he was just as content as she was, but she needed him to know about her revelation.

"I'm ready to answer your question." She didn't want to lose her nerve.

"Which one?" He laughed. "I've thrown a lot at you, the last few days."

"The one about a second chance."

"Oh." He tightened his hold on her, as if he was trying to keep her from bolting.

"What have you decided?"

"I hate what happened between us, but it's over."

"It doesn't have to be." She heard the stress in his voice.

"That part does, Trevor. If we're going to move forward, we can't keep thinking about what could've been, or how we would've ended up."

"I agree. Neither one of us is that kid who hung out on the beach, or skinny-dipped in the bay."

"We've grown up. You still have responsibilities, but I want to be here with you."

"You want to stay in Steeple?" He loosened his grip on her and she felt his body relax. "With me?"

"It's my home." She propped herself up on her elbow and smiled at him. "You're my home. I won't allow another day to be stolen from us. I love you, and I'm not going to run anymore."

"That's a relief." He kissed the tip of her nose. "I've never stopped loving you. I won't screw this up again. I know what it's like to live without you, and I can't do it any longer."

"You don't have to." She leaned in and kissed him. "I'm here, and I don't want to leave."

"What about your career? I don't want to hold you back. I know I've put some pressure on you these past few days, because I was just so glad to have you back, but I do respect that you have a life."

Could he be any more perfect?
The warmth of his words coursed through her body and settled in her heart. "I can look for a teaching job around here. I was also thinking about taking some more courses for my doctorate. Maybe now is the time to look into that."

"I just want you to be happy. I'll do whatever it takes to make you that way."

"You already have." Lila missed her father, but she took comfort in the fact that his death had brought her back home, back to the only man she'd ever given her heart to.

He stroked her hair. "Angel, do you think maybe we could still find it in us to take a trip to the bay?"

"Absolutely." She giggled. "I'd be disappointed if we didn't. But, what if we get caught?" She bit her bottom lip.

"I know the sheriff. I hear he's pretty fond of his handcuffs." He ran his hand down the side of her body and rested it on her hip.

"Perfect." She leaned in and licked his lips. "Maybe he could show me later."

He flipped her onto her back, hovering over her for a moment before leaning

down to kiss her. "I think that could be arranged. Why don't you show me how bad you can be?"

"With pleasure."

~The End~

About the Author

Ella Jade has been writing for as long as she can remember. As a child, she often had a notebook and pen with her, and now as an adult, the laptop is never far. The plots and dialogue have always played out in her head, but she never knew what to do with them. That all changed when she discovered the eBooks industry. She started penning novels at a rapid pace and now she can't be stopped.

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Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten