Unforgettable Love (Journey of Love 3)

Shaking her head, Sierra picked a box up and said, “Ugh. As much as I’m going to miss this house, I’ll be so glad to be away from them. At least once a week she would bring me over—”

I opened the front door for Sierra to walk through when she let out a scream. “Hey, Sierra!” The neighbor I had just been talking to was standing outside the door.

“Holy hell, you scared the piss out of me!” Sierra yelled out.

The woman smiled and said, “I’ll never get used to the bad words that come out of your mouth, Sierra. I forgot to tell your boyfriend . . .”

I could practically see the steam coming from Sierra’s ears.

“Fiancé,” Sierra said under her breath.

The woman stuttered on her words for a brief moment before talking again, “Right well, I forgot to mention it’s a costume party. Everyone is dressing up like a character from Winnie the Pooh.”

“No way,” I whispered.

“Sierra, you would make a wonderful Eeyore!”

Letting out a laugh, I pointed to Sierra as she turned and glared at me before looking back at her neighbor.

“Joyce, I’m so sorry but we won’t be able to make it.”

Joyce. Yep that name suites her. “Oh no! Oh no!” Glancing over to me, Joyce ran her tongue along her top lip. “What about you, will you be able to make it?”

Sierra dropped the box she was holding . . . right on Joyce’s foot. Joyce began hopping and jumping up and down as Sierra apologized over and over. Guiding the woman down the stairs, Sierra practically walked her back home. Running back toward me, Sierra turned and called out. “Don’t forget to put ice on that!”

Setting the box into the back of my truck, I hid my laughter until Sierra stopped right in front of me. “You’re evil.”

Lifting her eyebrow, Sierra said, “She came on to my man. I don’t think so, bitch.”

Pulling her into my arms, I kissed her on the lips passionately. Wrapping her arms around me, Sierra moaned into my mouth. “Two days and you’re going to be mine.”

Smiling against my lips, Sierra spoke. “Are we moving too fast, Aaron?”

“Hell no.” Pulling back, I looked into Sierra’s eyes. “Sierra, if you want to wait, I’ll wait as long as it takes. As long as I get to wake up every morning with you in my arms. That’s all I care about.”

Slamming her lips back to mine, Sierra grabbed a handful of hair and gave it a hard tug. “I have to clean up the house since we’re closing on it the day before the wedding. I figured I’d just do it today. Kacey is coming over at four to pick up my bedroom set. After that, I plan on being naked in bed with you all night long.”

Placing my hand on the side of her face, I brushed my thumb along her porcelain skin. “I like that plan.”

Kissing her again, I forced myself to let her go. “I’ll take this stuff back to my place. Don’t forget we have to meet my parents for dinner tonight. Mom wants to finish up last-minute stuff for the wedding.”

My heart slammed against my chest any time I thought about marrying Sierra this Saturday. Excitement and nerves both mixed together.

“Oh, that’s right. Okay, well I can hold off on getting naked until after dinner I guess.”

Slapping Sierra on her ass, I said, “Call me when you’re on your way.”

Walking over to the door with me, Sierra shut it and smiled. “Okay. We should be finished up by five if not sooner.”

A strange feeling washed over me as I glanced down the street and then back at Sierra’s house. “Do you want me to stay with you and help you clean?”

Shaking her head, Sierra grinned sweetly. “No. I’ve got this, baby. It doesn’t need much cleaning. I’ll probably be bored waiting on Kacey.”

Giving her a smile and a wink, I said, “Sounds good, baby. Call me if you change your mine. See ya soon. I love you.”

Blowing me a kiss, Sierra said, “I love you too.”

Backing out of Sierra’s driveway, I headed down the street. As I looked in the rearview mirror I couldn’t help but smile as she stood there and watched me drive off.

Just a couple more days and she would be Mrs. Aaron Walker.

WALKING INTO THE KITCHEN, I pulled a bottled water out of the refrigerator and took a drink. I’d spent most of the afternoon cleaning. The only thing left in the house was my bedroom set Kacey was coming to pick up with her husband. Heading back into my bedroom, I began taking the drawers out of the dressers. Glancing at the clock I saw it was three. Kacey would be here in an hour. I wonder if she could come sooner? Sitting on the bed, I sent Kacey a text message.

Me: Hey. If y’all want to come over early feel free. I’ve got everything out of the house.

Kacey: Our truck won’t start. Running to get a new battery and then we will head that way.

The front door alarm beeped saying it had opened. Jumping up, I glanced over to the alarm box. Shit. I swore I set the alarm.

I began walking out of my room when I called out, “Aaron?” Walking into the kitchen, I set my cell phone down on the counter and made my way into the living room. Letting out a scream, I came to a stop as I came face to face with Robert standing in the middle of my living room. He smiled an evil smile as he tilted his head and looked at me.

“I’m home, baby.”

Swallowing hard, I tried to stay calm as I turned and headed to my bedroom. “Robert, you need to get the hell out of my house now, or I’m calling the cops!”

Glancing over my shoulder, he just stood there smiling. The moment I stepped into my bedroom, I shut the door and locked it. Running over to the alarm box, I hit the silent panic button.

Turning around, I stared at my bedroom door. “Sierra, tell me what I hear is not true. You’re getting married so soon after our divorce? You fucking slut! You belong to me, don’t you know that, Sierra.”

Covering my mouth with my hands, I closed my eyes tightly. My cell phone began to ring, causing me to snap my eyes open. Fuck! I left it in the kitchen. It had to be the alarm company.

“Is that your lawyer calling, Sierra? How long were you fucking him? The whole time? Maybe before he took your case for his daddy. Is that why Mr. Walker’s son took your case, Sierra? Because you were fucking him, you damn whore!”

Jumping when Robert yelled out, I fought to contain my sobs. Shaking my head, I dropped my arms to my side and took in a deep breath. No. I will not let him do this to me again.

The doorknob to the bedroom began to wiggle. “You locked me out, baby? That hurts, Sierra. That really hurts. Open this damn door or I’ll kick it in.”

Quickly running to the closet, I looked at the small safe I had sitting there. For some reason I decided to keep it and walk out of the house with it last. Dropping to the floor, I started spinning the combination.

Robert began banging on the door. “Open the fucking door, you bitch!”

My hands were shaking so bad, I kept messing up the combination. One more number to go.

The door to the bedroom busted open as I screamed. The next thing I knew, Robert had grabbed a hold of my ponytail and pulled me backwards and dragged me out of the closet.

“Robert! Stop this! Please stop, this is not you!”

Reaching down, he picked me up and grabbed a hold of my arms as he began to shake me. “This isn’t me. You drove me to this, Sierra! Do you know that? I only fucked those other women because I wanted it rough. I like to fuck in the ass, Sierra and I would never do that to you. You were my perfect angel. So beautiful and untouched.”

Tears began to slide down my face

as I looked into the eyes of a man I once loved. “Why are you doing this? You didn’t want me, Robert! You just said so.”

Dropping his hands from my arms, Robert took a few steps back as he looked at me with a look of horror on his face. “W-what?”

Swallowing hard, I fought to keep my tears from falling. My heart felt like it was going to pound right out of my chest as I struggled to get air into my lungs. “What do you mean I didn’t want you?”

Taking a step away from him, I said, “You cheated multiple times on me, Robert. You don’t go looking for something somewhere else. That’s something you don’t do to someone you love and want. You don’t treat them like a piece of trash.”

Pulling his head back he repeated my words. “Treat them like a piece of trash? Is that what I did to you, Sierra? Treat you like trash? I gave you a nice home, took you on trips. I adored you.”

His words cut through my heart like a knife. “You adored me?” Letting out a laugh, I shook my head. “You didn’t fucking adore me! You fucked my best friend in that nice home I helped pay for, you dickhead!”

Robert balled his fists together and took a few steps toward me. “Why do you have to make me angry, Sierra? Do you know how many times I had to stop myself from getting rough with you during sex? I wanted to fuck you so hard you’d feel me for hours after I dumped my load into you. I couldn’t do that to perfection though, so I had to go looking for them. They had to be blonde like you. Blue eyes were a must so that when I was fucking them, I could pretend I was with you.”

Looking away, I felt sick to my stomach with the way he was talking to me. “Look at me, Sierra! I don’t want to hurt you. I love you. I wanted you, Sierra. They were all just fillers.”

Backing up, I bumped into the bed and had to stop. “Robert, you don’t love me.”

Closing his eyes, he yelled out, “I love you! Fucking don’t tell me how I feel.” Quickly walking up to me, Robert grabbed my face with his hands and looked down at my lips.

Air. I can’t get in any air.

My whole body shook in fear as he squeezed my face. “You’re. Hurting. Me,” I whispered.