I think that is a great idea. I’m going to go visit the restroom.” I follow him inside, and he points at the door across the room. I walk into the bathroom, close the door, and then collapse on the back of it, willing my heart to slow. Pushing off, I turn on the cold water. Wetting my hands, I pat my cheeks and look up. Little red dots are all around my mouth from his beard, and I smile at my reflection. My index fingers trace them; I’m loving them on me. My eyes that were dull a couple of months ago now sparkle, and the creases around them are back from smiling so much. “I’m happy,” I whisper to myself in the mirror. Turning off the light, I go in search of the man who helped bring some of the light back.
I breathe in, and something tickles my nose as I shake my head side to side and open my eyes. Looking down, I see blond hair. My arm under me is asleep, my body stiff as the other arm hugs Hailey’s waist. I pull back a bit and see her sleeping with one hand under her cheek and the other around my waist.
Last night, we ate outside, telling each other stories about our childhood. She told me stories about her and Crystal and her brother, Blake. My stories always involved Gabe and Brody. I brought her to the hammock after we finished eating, and we lay there with each other, her head on my chest, and looked up at the stars. Not a word was said; it was just the two of us lost in our own world. When it got too cold, we walked inside. The time got later and later, but neither of us wanted the night to end. We lay on the couch as I put a movie on, but the last thing we did was watch the movie. We kissed each other senseless. The kisses never stopped as we drifted off to sleep, only to wake in the middle of the night with the need to touch each other, and then we drifted off again.
“You suck at pretending to be asleep,” I hear her say as I look down. She put her hands over her head and stretches as my hand brings her closer to me, and I roll on top of her.
“I wasn’t pretending; I was listening to you snore,” I tell her as I lean down and kiss her lips as she smiles. “I think you drooled on my shirt.” My nose rubs against her jaw, and she opens her legs for me to settle between them, my cock bursting to get out.
Her hands roam up my chest as she rubs my shoulders and groans. “I do not snore.”
“Oh baby, you snore.” I kiss her chin. “Softly.” I kiss her chin again softly, moving it along. “You also make this little noise,” I tell her as her legs wrap around mine, “almost like a moaning.” Her breath hitches as she swallows, and as I watch her neck move, I bend to kiss it, sucking in gently. “So you see.” I keep kissing her neck, moving up to her lips. “That is why I didn’t wake you.”
“Really?” she says as I look at her. “I tho—” She stops midsentence because a gasp fills the room, and I look over to see Norma standing in the middle of the room. “Oh, my god.” I hear Hailey whisper under me as she pushes me away from her, and I fly up off the couch, eyeing Norma.
“Norma.” My voice comes out harsh as I get up and try to shield Hailey even though we are both fully dressed. “What are you doing here?” I ask her as I drag my hand through my hair.
“I thought I would come by and see if Mila wanted to take a walk on the beach. I didn’t know you would be entertaining a guest.” The venom dripping from her tongue makes my body go tight, and I feel Hailey tense also.
“I should go,” she whispers from behind me as her hands leave my waist and she looks for her shoes.
“Maybe you should,” Norma says, and I snap as I see the shocked look on Hailey’s face.
“She isn’t leaving. You are.” I look at Norma, who looks shocked. “And from now on, you call before coming over.”
Her hands entwine as she holds them together. “Is this how you plan on raising my granddaughter, with a revolving door?”
“Yup, we are done here,” I yell. “You don’t get to tell me how to raise my daughter.” I stand there, pulling Hailey to my side. “No one does. That’s the joy of having her mother sign away all rights to her,” I say as Norma’s eyes go to slits.