“I mean, it has been a very long time since I’ve been scrubbed.” She breathes, reaching up and trailing her fingers down my throat.
“That makes two of us, sweetheart,” I groan, pressing my forehead to hers. I can’t remember the last time I had sex actually, I know it’s been a hell of a long time if my achy balls were any indication. “When was the last time I gave you a good…scrubbing? Other than that little moment in your bed a few weeks ago, that is.”
Shayla’s cheeks go beet red, and I chuckle when she looks at me with wide eyes. “I am not answering that. Get out.” She incoherently mutters as she shoves me away from the door and slams it shut in my face.
“That long then?” I tease, pressing my face against the door with a grin. “I know you want me, Shayla.” I sing to her.
“Shut up, Cole!” I hear her complain on the other side of the door before she runs the shower. I laugh, shaking my head, and leave her to shower in peace while I go and check on Alaia.
“Nothing really, just trying to process everything she said.” She replies with a little shrug as she looks ahead, avoiding my gaze. I smile and take her hand in mine as we reach the car and spin her around so she could face me. Shayla gasps when her body is pressed to mine, her fingers splayed out on my chest as I back her up against the passenger side door.“Cole, what are you doing?” She questions breathily as she glances around warily before she cranes her neck to look up at me. I brush my thumb along her jaw gently while I look into her eyes.“Reminiscing.” I drawl hoarsely as I press myself against her more intimately. “That little flashback I had of us in Nice has got me feeling some type of way.” I moan, looking at her lips hungrily when she licks them. “Stop torturing me, baby.”Shayla’s eyes light up, and she bites her bottom lip, “You heard the therapist, sexual contact is forbidden. You’re breaking the rules, and it’s not even been five minutes.”
Oh boy.It feels good to be touched, especially by him. I know I shouldn’t let him get this close to me because it’s too soon, and our therapist has put a ban on any sexual contact, but damn, everything he is doing, every single word coming from those gorgeous lips, is driving me wild. I feel like I’ve gone back in time to when we were first getting to know one another. I believe that is the purpose of this little experiment. Hold on a minute. I’m still angry with him. Oh, but the way his lips feel on my neck is reason enough to forgive him.No Shayla! This is why you get hurt. You give in to him too quickly—make him work for it!While Cole’s sticky fingers were slowly tugging my shorts down, his lips hot on my neck, sucking my pulse point, I couldn’t think straight for the life of me. Thank god, the doorbell rings, and my eyes snap open at the same time as Cole’s head pops up from my neck. “Ignore it.” He groans, burying his face into my neck again.“Col
“We need to discuss the Bachelor and Bachelorette parties,” I declare, giving Aimee a pointed look, and she grins. “And let’s not forget the no nookie rule you two put on Cole and me weeks before our wedding. Oh, it’s payback time, bish.” Aimee and Josh both groan while I cackle with laughter. “However, Aimee, you were right, it made our wedding night incredibly special, and I think you should apply that rule to yourselves also,” I advise with a chuckle, and Josh throws me a dirty glare, shaking his head slowly. “It will be my greatest pleasure to keep you two apart as maid of honour.”“I hate you,” Josh complains, and I grin toothily back at him. Aimee goes to kiss him, and I throw a cushion at them just before their lips met, and they pull away, glowering at me.“Ah, ah, not on my watch.” I tut, and Cole laughs when Josh flips me off and goes to kiss Aimee again, but I throw another cushion at them, and he glowers at me.“Cole, control your woman.”“Wel
Later that night, Aimee, Josh, Cole, and I walked through winter wonderland together on our ‘date’. Alaia was at home with her two grandmothers, who were excited to be babysitting her. The weather was freezing as it usually is in December in London. It was so magical; everything was lit up beautifully, Christmas music playing as couples and families get together to soak up the enchantment of Christmas.“God, I love Christmas.” I sigh excitedly, looking around feeling like a kid again. I watch Cole as he looks around in amazement. “Don’t tell me you’ve never come to Winter wonderland?” I ask, astounded, and he shakes his head, looking at me.“Neither have I.” Josh pipes up, wrapping an arm around Aimee, who grins and nestles into him. Aimee and I look at one another and smile.“Well, Aimee, Jo, and I come religiously every year. It’s one of our favourite traditions. Be prepared to have your socks blown off, boys.” I tease. Cole laughs while lacing his fingers wit
“Shayla, get your sexy butt back here!” I shout, laughing as I chase her to the ice slides.“No!” She laughs, running up the steps. I catch up with her at the top and pull her back to me before kissing her lovingly.“Oi, move it, you two.” Aimee pants nudging past us as she and Josh slide down the ice slide together. “Woohoo!” Aimee exclaims as she slides down in Josh’s lap.“Come on,” I sit and pull Shayla into my lap before we go sliding down together and tumble over once we reach the bottom. I groan when Shayla lands on top of me, laughing hysterically.“My bum is frozen, but that is so worth it.” She giggles as I look up at her, grinning.“Oh baby, I’ve got a thousand different ways I would love to warm your bum up,” I croon and spank her shapely behind while she gasps and scrambles off me, her cheeks bright pink.“Cole, there are kids around.” She chuckles, slapping my hands away when I reach for her. “No groping on the first date.” She
“How did you…” Shayla whispers, gazing up at me questioningly, her eyes probing mine. I smile, holding her gaze, my fingers tangled in her hair. “You remembered?” I nod slowly, and she smiles, her green eyes glistening with tears. “Oh, Cole…” She whimpers, wrapping her arms around my neck, hugging me. I circle my arms around her waist, hold her tight against me, and bury my face into her neck. “I love you, love of my life.” She whispers, and I grin.“Come on,” I take her hand, and we walk out of the haunted house and meet up with Aimee and Josh, who already had a table and our drinks waiting for us. Shayla was currently on the phone with our mothers checking up on the baby for the fifth time. I miss Alaia terribly, but it must be even harder for Shayla as a mother to be away from her. Shayla comes back and sits beside me on the table with a sigh. “Alaia, okay?” I ask, and she nods, smiling, rubbing her hands together to warm them up.“Yeah, she’s fine. Mum just fed her
An hour later, we finally get back home. As fun as the date was, I was looking forward to some time alone with my girls. We got home just after ten ‘o clock, and having been out in the cold since six—we were freezing.“Hi kids, how was your date?” Sara asks, looking up from the book she was reading on the sofa.“It was great.” Shayla sighs, looking over at me with a smile while taking her jacket and scarf off. “Where’s Elaine?” She asks, looking around.“I’m right here.” My mother chirps, walking back with two glasses of wine in her hand and hands one to Shay’s mother. “So, what did you guys do?” She questions her honey-coloured orbs looking at us both excitedly.“I took Cole to winter wonderland.” Shayla beams, walking over to the bassinet to look at Alaia, who was fast asleep.“Oh? How lovely, did you like it, honey?” My mother asks, and I nod, taking my jacket off.“I really did. It was all very magical; you and Dad should go someday.” I
So, Cole and I had sex.Come to think of it, simply saying ‘we had sex’ doesn’t do it justice—no, we made love—for hours, tirelessly, to a point where we were both soaked in sweat, with our heart beating wildly against one another's chests. After almost seven months, I couldn’t keep it together anymore. I wanted him—and I wanted him bad.I woke up early the next morning, wrapped up in his burly arms. I can’t begin to explain how good it felt to wake up in his embrace again. Granted, we have many issues to work through still, but I think we are on the right path, and I’m praying and hoping that this was it for us. I’ve still got my guard up just in case, and just because we slept together doesn’t mean our problems are automatically fixed.We’ve got a long way to go before we get back to how we used to be. I hear Alaia cooing away happily in her crib, and I break away from Cole's hold and pull his shirt on before I pick up Alaia and walk back to the bed. “Shall we
Twenty minutes later, the house smelt sensational with home-cooked goodness. Cole strolls into the kitchen while his wife cooks pancakes. He wraps his arms around her from behind and kisses her pulse. “As good as this food smells, I can’t wait to eat you later,” Cole growls in her ear hungrily, making her grin. “Shh, baby, the kids are going to hear you,” Shayla whispers back, looking up at him, and he matches her grin leaning close. “They’re not even in here.” Cole chuckles, kissing her softly. Shayla wraps her arms around her husband’s neck and parts her lips when his tongue silently requests permission to meet her own. “Oh, barf. Mum and Dad are making out again.” RJ grumbles, walking into the kitchen, followed by Alaia, who grimaces as they take their seats at the dining table. Shayla and Cole laugh as they pull apart. “Now you know how we feel watching you slobber all over your little ‘friends’ you keep bringing over.” Alaia retorts, making air q
Sixteen years later…On a beautiful Saturday morning in the month of August, Shayla Hoult rolls over in the bed she shares with her gorgeous husband Tristan Cole Hoult and smiles contently. At the tender age of forty-six, he was still every bit as handsome as he always was. She lay on her side and admired him while he slept. He still looked the same—but older with fine lines that came with maturity, which made him even sexier. The stubble of his beard had specks of grey, which she loved.“Why are you staring at me?” Cole mumbles, his eyes still closed, causing his wife to start while she was lost deep in her thoughts. Shayla smiles, her cheeks flushing ever so slightly, and reaches over to brush her fingers over his cheek. Cole smiles, peels his eyes open, and blinks, looking at his beautiful wife smiling at him lovingly.“How long have you been awake?” Shayla giggles when he wraps his strong arm around her waist and drags he
I exhale slowly, and Cole sits up and turns the night light on, blinking a couple of times till his eyes adjust to the light. “My water broke,” I tell him, and he shifts and pushes the covers off himself and gets out of bed. I watch him walk around the bed to my side, and he takes hold of my hand to help me sit up.“Are you having contractions?” He questions, brushing my hair away from my face, and I nod. “What do you need me to do?”I exhale slowly when another contraction comes. I wait for it to pass before I speak. “Call my midwife, then my mum. Tell her I’m in labour, and we’ll drop Laia to her.” I instruct him, and he kisses my forehead before he grabs my phone. While Cole was on the phone, I take off my wet clothes and change into a pair of grey comfortable tracksuit bottoms and one of Coles oversized hoodies. The pain was getting worse by the minute, and I was worried we wouldn’t make it to the hospital. “Cole, we have to go. Like right now.” I whimper, and he l
“Shay.” I lift my gaze from staring at my huge baby bump and look at my husband, who rolls over when I turn the night lamp on. “You okay?” Cole questions drowsily, and I glower at him.“Why won’t this baby come out.” I hiss angrily, and Cole groans, leaning up on his elbow and looks at me, his green eyes narrowed.“Maybe he likes it in there and isn’t ready to leave just yet.” He smiles, rubbing my bump, and the baby squirms inside me at his father’s touch. My due date was six days ago, and this stubborn child is showing no indication of arriving anytime soon.“I’ve had enough.” I whimper, agitated. “I’m uncomfortable. I haven’t slept a wink in days, and I’m swollen like a beached whale. Look at me.” I complain, gesturing to myself, and Cole lets his eyes wander over me, and he smiles. “What are you looking at?”He blinks, bemused.“You just said—”“You get this baby out of me right now.” I huff, and Cole scratches his forehead, his brows fu
Shayla pulls back and looks up at me, tears flowing from her beautiful eyes. “Did you...” She trails silently, asking me if I had something to do with her killing herself off, and I shake my head.“No, I had nothing to do with that. She obviously couldn’t handle being locked up. The warden did say girls like her are like fresh meat to a hungry lion.” I explain, brushing her tears away.“I did.” I turn and look at Sam, and Shayla frowns. “I may have visited the prison. A guard there is a friend of mine, and when he found out you were my sister, he did me a favour.” He explains with a shrug, stuffing his hands into the pocket of his jeans. “It wasn’t enough that she was locked away, I wanted her to suffer, so I had my artist friend paint a photo of you and Cole kissing on the wall opposite her cell, she’d be forced to stare at it, be reminded every second, of every day that she didn’t break you,” Sam tells her. Shayla pulls away from me and runs into her brother's arms.
“That was a great party. I’m a grown arse man, and I had a blast.” Josh chuckles, sitting back on the sofa, taking a sip from his beer. I smile and nod, looking over at my mother and Shay’s mother directing the kitchen's cleaning crew. Sam comes across with baby Trey in his arms and sits on the sofa with a tired sigh.“It really was. Shayla did a great job with organising everything.” I tell him, and Josh nods, looking over at the baby in Sam's arms.“How’s fatherhood treating you, bro?” Josh questions putting his beer bottle down and taking Trey from Sam.“Tiring man, but I wouldn’t give it up for the world,” Sam admits looking over at Trey curled up on Josh’s chest. “To think I was terrified of ever having one of those, now I can’t picture my life without him.”I smile in understanding. “Yeah, they really do change your life, especially if it's with the right woman,” I state, and both men nod in agreement.“I feel so left out. I can’t wait to hol
“Happy birthday, princess.” I croon, looking down at Alaia, who just rose from her sleep. She smiles up at me as soon as she sees me, displaying her two teeth. She’s always so happy in the morning, and this morning was no different. She’s just lying in her crib, kicking back with her hands behind her head. “Good morning, my sunshine.” I pick her up and kiss her cheek affectionately. “Is my baby girl one-year-old today?” We walk out of the nursery back to our bedroom, where Shayla was still asleep. “Let’s go wake up, Mummy,” I whisper, kissing her temple and smile when I see Shayla lying on her front, peacefully sleeping. I crawl up on the bed and lay Alaia down on her stomach, and she immediately crawls over to her mother. I lay on my side and watch as she makes cooing sounds, pressing her hand to Shay’s face, who stirs from her sleep and smiles.“Mm, good morning, birthday girl.” She sighs, lifting her arm and wrapping it around Laia, who tries to crawl over her. She looks o
We see Josh and Aimee in the waiting room, along with Jo’s father, “How is she doing? Any news?”Aimee shakes her head. “Not yet. We got here not long ago.” I sit beside her, and Cole walks over to Josh, talking to Jo’s dad, Phil. “Did you look in the mirror before you left the house?” Aimee grins, her blue eyes raking over me.“No, why?” I ask apprehensively and look down at myself.Aimee laughs, “You look fucked out, girl. You could have at least run a brush through your hair.” I stare at her dumbfounded and reach to comb out my hair with my fingers.“We left in a rush,” I whisper, unlocking my phone and loading up the camera. “Do I really look that bad?” I look at my reflection in the camera and gasp a little. My face was all flushed, my hair a tousled mess, my lips were swollen, and I had love bites all over my neck. “Oh shit.” I curse, pulling my hair over my shoulder to cover up the love bites.Aimee nudges me, grinning wickedly. When I look
Later that evening, Cole and I were sitting on our bed, me on my tablet and him on his, looking through emails. “Do you not think we’re going a little overboard with this birthday party?” I ask, looking away from the tablet to him, staring intently at a document on his device.“No,” Cole utters, typing away on the screen. “What my baby wants, my baby gets.” I frown.“Cole, she’s turning one, she doesn’t have a clue what she wants. She’s not even going to remember this.” Cole looks at me and shrugs.“She’s aware of more than you realise.” He replies, his brows lifting to his hairline. “Don’t you see the way her little face lights up when she sees Moana on the screen?” I smile and nod, “Or the way she sways side to side when she hears the song.”“That is adorable.” Cole nods, smiling, and leans over, puckering his lips for me. I lean in and kiss him softly.“Let’s give our baby girl the birthday she deserves.” Cole mumbles against my lips, and I grin