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  She spins around on the bar stool noticing that she may be a few drinks into the night. “I know! Rosalie told me that Daddy is coming to visit tomorrow. I just can’t believe it. He hates the heat.”

  I smile at her pulling at her arm to follow me, “Yes, he will be here Friday and I have a surprise for you at home.” She jumps up waving good bye to everyone. I open her door for her to get in the passenger side of the truck. She hops in and I seatbelt her in before closing her door. I open the back and the dogs jump in. She is quite chatty on the way up the hill and is talking about her dad coming. I knew Rosalie did not tell her about Margret. I will tell her during dinner, I think to myself.

  I pull up outside the house. I walk around to help her out of the truck. She grabs her bags and calls the dogs to follow her. As soon as I open the front door, she is able to smell the lasagna. Her eyes open wide and she turns to me with an awe stricken look, “You cooked?”

  I nod smiling, “Yes and you now have internet in the house.”

  She looks at me with surprised glistening blue eyes that open really wide, “Nooo way, and internet?” She grabs my bicep to balance herself through the front door. She leans in to my arm and pauses for a moment, “You smell amazing as always.” Then she looks up at me, “Let’s eat, I am beyond over hungry and the beer is hitting me hard.” I take her arm and escort her to the table. I pull out the cork on the dark red wine and pour two glasses. I hand a glass over to her and she takes a small sip.

  She nods in agreement with her taste buds and she speaks seductively, “I forgot what it is like being married to an Italian.” She rolls the wine in her glass to allow the oxygen to aerate it. She looks over to me as I am placing her food on the plate. She has an extremely surprised look, “Rye, lasagna! How did you manage that with no oven?”

  I look at her with endearing eyes, “Rosalie allowed me to use her ovens today when we returned from the market.” I stated boldly with confidence. As soon as I laid the plate in front of her, she has dug into her dish right away, not even waiting for me to return to my seat. She started to make those little noises that she makes when she is enjoying her food. I start the conversation to mildly ease her into what her father had told me today. “I spoke with your dad today as you know.” I look at her and there is no surprise there, “Margret left him.”

  She looked at me with a smile on her face which just confused me and then she spoke, “That was a very long time coming. Margret loved us kids. But she knew Dad was never going to stop chasing his children around bailing us out of our problems. She only wanted someone to travel the world with her and experience new things.” I look over to her relieved that she will not be saddened with this news. She continues, “Daddy needs a woman who is perfectly fine set in her ways and well planted.” I laugh because I knew that I always wanted the same things. Maybe that is why Henry and I got along so well all these years. He raised Livi to be the ideal perfect strong woman and I feel like I was hand chosen for her in an indirect sort of way. Her father had brought me under his wing the first day I walked through the door of his house and we shook hands. I remembered that I was so scared of what he was going to do to me when Livi became pregnant, but he was very understanding. He actually was excited to be a grandparent and quite giddy with all the wedding plans. It was as though he wanted us to be together all along. I guess some might call it fate.

  Livi jumps up from the table to get more food, then she sees the coffee makers. She just points to them, “You bought a Grind and Brew? Where did you find those? They must have cost you some serious cash.”

  I laughing at her and really start to think that she has lived in the jungle too long. “I told Rosalie what I wanted and she knew right where to find them.”

  She places salad on her plate sitting back down at the table, “I need to go shopping with Rosalie more often. She apparently has been holding out on me.” I sit back holding my glass of wine watching Livi chew her lettuce. I know I am smiling at her taking her in, realizing how much I have missed her. She looking up and notices that I am watching her. She stares back at me, “Do I have food on my face?”

  I laugh out, “No, not at all. I just miss you when we are apart.” She gets up nervously and starts to clear the dishes. I stand up to help her clean up. She is washing the plates while I put the leftover food away in the refrigerator. I pour the remainder of the bottle of wine into our glasses. She finishes by drying her hands on the towel and I hand her the glass. I can see that she is still nervous and I decide at that moment not to push her too quickly. This is kind of like dating all over again, but backwards. I want her to relax so I decide that our life conversation can wait.

  I walk over to the couch opening my laptop. I look over to see her still standing where I left her. “Do you want to watch a movie?” I ask. Walking slowly over to the couch and she sits down beside me.

  She softly speaks, “Sure, what do you have downloaded?”

  Going through movie titles I turn to her, “We can stream, you have internet now. How about Fast & Furious 6?”

  “Yes, that sounds awesome.” She excitedly settles back into the couch. I put the laptop on the table tilting the screen up for us to see. She swings her legs up on the couch and she is leaning into me to see the screen. I turn to put my back against the arm of the couch pulling her into my chest for her to lean on me placing both my arms around her.

  “Comfortable?” I ask. She just nods against my chest. We are both engrossed in the movie. I am proud of myself that I made a good movie choice and she seems to be relaxing.

  CHAPTER 6

  Livi- I am startled by banging at the front door. I jump out of Ryan’s arms trying to mute the computer. I listen closely and hear Parker talking into the door. “Olivia, I know you are in there. Open the door. There is a storm coming,” Parker shouts into the door. I walk over to the door and open it. Parker struts right in walking over to the refrigerator. He takes out his leftover food from the Cantina turning to face Ryan and I. “There is a storm coming. We have to close up the school with the storm shutters,” he says as he takes a bite of his burrito, “What are you doing?”

  Ryan looks quite flushed and he speaks sternly, “We were watching a movie and make yourself at home why don’t you.”

  Parker smiles, “What a waste! I would be banging the shit out of Olivia if she was my woman.” Ryan starts to head for Parker angrily. I jump in Ryan’s path to stop him.

  Parker takes another bite of his food and swallows quickly. “I am just stating a fact,” and then he pauses for a second looking at Ryan. “I have been drinking, sorry man. But we have to shut down the school. We have not had real soaking rain in a while, so with the ground being hard it is going to flood. Rosalie heard about the storm on the radio. She has closed up the Cantina. I did not get any dinner either.”

  I walk back to the couch slipping on my flip flops. I look at Ryan, “This will happen faster if you come and help. Then we can get back home to close up the house before the storms starts.” I look over at Parker digging through his food for something more to eat.

  Ryan goes to put on his crocs and Parker spins around quickly. “A coffee maker, no! That is my job to make sure you have coffee every day,” in a shocked and hurt voice.

  Ryan walks over to where Parker is standing glaring at him. “That is my job and always has been. I am Livi’s husband.” Ryan snarls out in his jealous tone.

  Parker backs away heading toward the door, “Let us go now.”

  We drive in silence to the school. All I can smell is testosterone coming from both men. I run around closing hurricane shutters and see some of the other teachers placing sand bags to divert the rain water away from the school. One of the teachers calls over to Parker to go shut down the main electrical breaker. I stand with Ryan waiting for Parker to return. I turn to Ryan grabbing his hand, “When Parker returns, we will drive him up to his house. I want to make sure he gets home safely.”

  Ryan squeezes my hand in understanding. �
��The guy does not own a car here?”

  I stare at the school to see Parker walking toward us, “No, he has a motorcycle.” We all climb into my Land Cruiser and drop off Parker at home.

  We make it back to my house and I start putting items under the house so they will not blow away in the storm. Ryan went off into the house. I guess he is still fuming about Parker. It starts to down pour so I decide to be proactive and cut the power to the house. I hear Ryan yell up stairs.

  Running around to head in to the house, I get soaking wet. I walk in the door grabbing a towel from the bathroom. I am drying off my hair and lighting candles around the house when I see Ryan at the glass slider looking out toward the sea with a glass of wine in his hand. He speaks softly, “I guess you cut the power.”

  I pick up a glass that he had sitting on the table for me. “Yes, it is best to cut power so no appliance get power jolted from the surges.”

  “The lightning is completely beautiful as it flashes off in the distance over the water.” He takes in a deep breath. “Livi, what is the story with Parker?”

  Not understanding his question I respond, “Parker is just lonely.”

  Sounding frustrated and angry, “Livi, that is not what I am asking. Are you having some sort of relationship with him? Do you want him? Are you screwing him?”

  I choke on my sip of wine at Ryan’s last sentence. Wiping away any slobber I just made on myself, I put my glass down on the table and speak cautiously since I know Ryan has a temper. I will just blame myself making it appear that Parker is innocent in this ordeal. It will be easier for them both to get along, “No, to all of it. But, I am going to come clean. I was sad one day, a complete mess and I kissed him. I knew he got the wrong message from me.”

  “Why didn’t you set him straight?” he says as he puts down his glass.

  I feel flushed wanting to lie, but I stick with the truth. “I have not had a chance to speak to him yet. This just happened on Sunday and you appeared the next day. You know, as fate would have it, which was my sign that you have always been what I want.” I touched Ryan’s arm sliding my finger down his arm to his hand.

  He steps toward me grabbing my hair pulling me into him. He leans down forcefully kissing me. I place my hands on his chest and I assert my tongue into his mouth to deepen our kiss. His hands drop to my back pulling at my wet shirt. I can feel Ryan’s breathing get more excited. I slide my hands down his chest to his tight abdomen when a loud boom of thunder startles us enough to pull away from each other. Ryan swoops down picking me up. He carries me off to the bedroom placing me on the bed. He lifts up my wet shirt pulling it off of me. He stands there for more than a moment looking at me in the flicker of candle lights. He turns away to walk to the glass slider and opens it some to allow the breeze to come in to the bedroom. I prop myself up on to my elbows and move the pillows to assist me.

  The sky cracks with lightning and Ryan speaking as if he is mesmerized, “This is a strong electrical storm.” He turns to return to the bed and sits on the edge. He is looking down at me placing a fingertip on my collarbone and traces small circles. His fingers move to the top of my bra and linger there while ever softly touching me. My nerve endings are taking in his sensual touch sending shivers down throughout my body. I adjust my body so that I am leaning on the pillows for support as I place my one hand on his shorts working my finger around his thigh. I trace until I find the pant leg opening then I run my fingers on his bare skin of his very tight muscular thigh. “Livi, how long,” he asks as he breathes deeply, “When was the last time?”

  I sit right up looking him in the eyes and I place my other hand on the side of his face. I kiss him pulling his bottom lip with my lips. Then while I pull away to answer him, “The morning of that day, the accident,” I trail off.

  “I am sorry I let us get so distant. I was in pain. You were in pain,” he whispered. I stare into his gorgeous green eyes nodding in agreement quietly. Then I lean toward him kissing him again and this time I just keep kissing his face. I move down to his neck nibbling gently. He is running his fingers through my damp hair and I move up to nibble his ear lobe. He moans deeply pulling my head toward him to kiss me deeply. I feel my mouth being pushed into by his tongue exploring mine. He pushes me back down onto the pillows moving his mouth to my neck and the top of my breasts. He tugs down my bra to expose my bare breasts. He places his right hand on my breast gently massaging and twirling my nipple between his fingers. I let out a soft moan which seems to heighten his excitement. He lowers his mouth to my other breast and begins to suck on my nipple. I begin to squirm in arousal as he lowers his hands to my shorts. He pulls them right off of me along with my panty. With his free hand he starts to explore me between my legs. He stops focusing on the other areas. He sits up looking down at me with hooded eyes. While still touching my wetness, he uses his other hand to spread my legs wider. Now he has more access to me. He pushes a finger in me and I moan out. “Livi, honey, I think you want me, don’t you?” he speaks seductively, “You are so ready and wet.”

  I am moaning and breathing heavily, “Yes, please Ryan. I need you.”

  “Not so fast sweetie, I have to cover all my bases first and make this right,” speaking as he is licking his lips. I am grinding myself in his hand looking for a release from all the pent-up desire. He places his large hand on my hip and applies pressure to get me to stop squirming. He starts kissing my inner thigh moving his way up to my nether lips. He now has both hands on my hips holding me tight in place so I can’t back away. He keeps up momentum with licking and suckling. I am breathing so heavy arching my back. Ryan stops and lifts his head up to look at me, “So sexy, Livi, so sweet,” he speaks in a deepening growl.

  I scream down at him, “Ryan, please do not tease me. Not now!”

  He laughs evil and deep, “That is my Livi, that’s my girl.” He goes back to pleasuring me and I feel so close to my orgasm. I keep running my fingers through Ryan’s silky black hair. Then it happens, the pulsation through my body and I am jolting. Ryan still has me pinned down by my hips not letting me squirm away while he is driving me nuts still working on me.

  I start to scream out his name all breathless, “Ryan, Ryan… stop now, please.” He doesn’t stop until I am bucking so much moving my legs to try to close them. Ryan pulls himself up on his elbows and knees. He traces kisses up my body lingering over my breasts, but continues up to my mouth. He takes me in a deep long kiss moving his tongue massaging mine.

  I feel myself getting worked up again as I trace my fingers to the top of his shorts. Trying to undo his button, he grabs my wrist and then my arm to flip me on top of him. I kiss his chest moving along to his navel. I pull off his shorts freeing his erection. I start caressing him and he moans. I get over excited jumping right down to him and place him in my mouth. He is moaning loud and deep. The he flexes his hips releasing himself.

  He pulls me up into his arms and speaks into my ear, “I knew I was going to go quick. I am out of practice.” He starts kissing me again and his fingers trail down to my folds very gently touching me again. He feels that I am ready to go. He pushes me down on my back and places himself above me. Kissing me deeply, he slowly enters into me. With each move deeper he growls low within his chest. He is moving as if he is afraid to hurt me, so I grab his ass with my hands and squeeze him down onto me. He gets excited and starts moving back and forth while I attempt to grind him deeper. He stops moving and exits me. He pulls me up on the bed so I am sitting up right. “I want to see you,” he says as he sits facing me. He moves my legs over his pulling me closer. I wrap my arms around his neck kissing his pouty fully lips. He enters back into me rolling his hips while holding my face to kiss me back. He moves one hand down to knead my breast. He keeps breaking the kiss to look into my eyes. He is moving very slow and deep within me. I feel myself climaxing again. He is holding my head straight so he can continue to gaze into my eyes. I am peaking as he joins me in orgasm too. We breathe heavily, jolts running throug
h both our bodies. I feel his posture slouch down after his release. We break our embrace and lie motionless on the bed like we just had an intense workout. He spoons me while he keeps caressing me until I fall asleep.

  I awake to my dogs nudging me and I notice that it is still dark outside but the moon is bright. The storm has passed, so I get up to open the slider pulling the screen closed. Trying my best not to wake Ryan, I am still naked and I walk to the bathroom finding a towel. I wrap it around me to take the dogs out. I slip on flip flops and go underneath the house to turn the power back on, if there is power. I will see very soon. I hear a beep as I flip the switch. Yes, we have power, I think to myself. I walk around in the yard to follow my dogs around only to slip in the mud falling right on my ass. I lost my towel and I am covered with mud sliding to trying to get out with slipping again into the mud.

  Then, I hear from above me hysterical laughing and see Ryan leaning over the railing of my deck laughing at me. The only defense that I have is to provide my middle finger. He laughs louder, “Been there and have done that. How often does this mud thing happen?” he asks smirking at me.

  I look up at him slowly getting up not trying to slip again, “Every time it rains. That is why I have to put the tubing underground.” I am searching around; I can’t find my towel in the mud.

  He calls down to me, “I will run the shower for you.” He keeps on chuckling as I walk up to the front door naked and I try to open the door. Ryan has locked it and then I hear his voice from the other side of the door, “Beg me to open it, Livi.”