“I love you too, Wyatt. I love you so much.”
We kiss again and I feel the heat between us crank up again. Within seconds, we’re tearing away layers of clothes. And as he lowers his mouth down my body, ready to pleasure me again, I realize how lucky I am to have him. No matter how my life implodes tomorrow, at least I’ll have him.
My love. My life.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Wyatt
There’s a heaviness inside me as I wake. I pull Lucy to me protectively, wishing I could shield her from the day we’re about to have. I already know that it’s going to be a hard day for her. Telling her father that she’s fallen for the enemy is no easy feat, and she’s brave to even consider doing this. It’s one of the things I admire most about her, she’s willing to risk everything to do what’s right.
Since I met her, I’ve learned to do the same. I know that being with her will always be a risk. People will judge us. It might change people’s perception of me. Being with a woman half my age is one thing, and sleeping with my intern is another. But no one needs to understand what I have with Lucy, except her. This love is stronger than anything I’ve ever known in this life. It makes me feel like we can do anything when we’re together.
Even face up to her father.
This can go one of two ways. He’ll either put this stupid feud behind him and try to be happy for his daughter…or he’ll make her miserable by rejecting us as a couple. Unfortunately, I think the second option is much more likely. I don’t know the man very well, if at all, only through business interactions, but I know that he puts his business first. I know how much it means to him. So much, in fact, that he imagined this feud between us. I’ve never had any ill will toward him, and I still don’t. But if he tries to stop me from being with his daughter, then we’re going to have a serious problem.
I’m not the kind of man to back down from something I want. And in this case, I’ve finally found the one thing in life worth risking everything for. For all I care, he can take my business away, steal my clients, bankrupt me because life without Lucy now is unthinkable. I don’t care if I lose everything else, so long as I have her by my side. I don’t need all the money, this house, this life I’ve built over the years. None of it means anything if I don’t have Lucy to share it with.
Maybe that’s madness. Some people would give an arm and a leg to have the life I’ve lived. They’d give up love for money and a beautiful mansion. But I’ve had those things, and they’re nothing compared to love. The way Lucy makes me feel is worth more than a billion dollars, my company, or anything I own.
I look down at Lucy as she sleeps. I know she feels the same. She’s known riches too, given who her father is. We’ve both lived the kind of life where we don’t have to worry about anything financially. It solves a lot of issues, yes but we were both missing something significant until we found one another. We were missing someone to give our love to, to surrender our hearts to. And now that we’ve found one another, we understand what we truly need. And it certainly isn’t money.
Lucy wakes slowly. She snuggles into my bare chest and I hold her tight. I never want to let her go. We’re both quiet, knowing what we have to do today. I kiss the top of Lucy’s head and she sighs.
“I don’t want to do this,” she whispers, and I squeeze her tighter.
“We can wait a little longer.”
She shakes her head. “I don’t think that we can. It has to be now. Otherwise, I’m going to chicken out.”
I nod in understanding. It would be so easy to run away from this, but I know that she wants to be honest first. She’s so damn perfect. I tilt her head to kiss her lips, but I sense some hesitation in her kiss. I frown as we pull apart.
“What’s wrong? Are you still worried about your dad?”
Lucy frowns, touching her stomach. “Something feels…different.”
“Different?”
“Yeah…I feel…I can’t describe it. Something just feels different inside me today.” She pauses, staring into space. I think she’s trying to put her finger on what’s going on inside her.
“Is it like nerves?”
“No, not really…it’s something else. I…I have a theory, a very crazy one, but I need to go to the store.”
“I can take you,” I offer.
“No. I’ll go myself. I think I have to,” she says vaguely, getting out of bed. She’s acting a little strange, but then again, this whole situation is strange. If she wants to be alone for a little bit, then I’m going to respect her decision, even though I want nothing more than to be at her side all day every day.